The Empress was consumed by jealousy.
She was the Emperor's principal wife, married to him even before he ascended the throne.
In their early years, they shared enviable affection, a loving couple indeed.
She toiled in the harem, always clinging to that bit of affection.
Led by her son's guidance, she saw through it all, no longer craving the meager affection from the Emperor. All she cared about now was power, supreme power.
Only if her son became the new Emperor and she the Empress Dowager, could her family's position be secure.
Clearly, she was the Empress of the Central Palace, and her son the Legitimate Son. He should have already been appointed the Crown Prince, shouldn't he?
Laughably, she had always considered Noble Consort Qi and the Eldest Prince her enemies, yet she was unaware of the Emperor's deceit all these years.
His hopes of watching her struggle against Noble Consort Qi for his own benefit was just a big joke!
