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The Consort's expression darkened. "What nonsense are you spouting? With so many foreign officials present, you speak without a shred of consideration. It’s clear you come from a lowly background and cannot hold your own in public."
Tsk, her demeanor suggested she was completely unaware, which only deepened the Consort's suspicion that it was indeed the Consort who wanted to poison her. Otherwise, given the Consort's domineering nature, she should have been pressing for answers about the matter of Kui Shui rather than attempting to scold her into silence.
Yun Zhi Yue showed no embarrassment at being publicly reprimanded. With her gentle temperament, she remarked, "The Consort need not hold herself in high regard. With the Empress as the mother of the nation, there is no need for the Consort to showcase her demeanor. As long as the Emperor is pleased, isn't that what a concubine should do? What do you think, sister?"
This statement clearly implied that the Consort was merely a concubine, a plaything at best. Despite her noble lineage from Dai Yan Gong, she found herself humiliated and unable to refute it. No matter how high the Consort's status, it did not change the fact that she was still a concubine.
After saying so much, Yun Ji was merely beating around the bush. Her behavior made This Palace believe some of what the officials had said. Upon reflection, Xu Wanyi had only clashed with her since entering the palace; she certainly had motive.
Yun Zhi Yue giggled behind her hand, looking helpless. "The Consort has already said that pleasing the Emperor is enough; why would she engage in any unnecessary actions? To prove last night’s innocence is simple—just ask Luo. She was in the Consort’s courtyard all night."
The Consort was taken aback.
Wen Ningmo felt a shock of realization; it was just as he had suspected.
Feng Yu frowned slightly, feeling an uncomfortable sensation in his heart.
The Emperor expressed surprise. "Luo Bai, you indeed did not follow me last night; why were you in Yun Ji's courtyard?"
Luo Bai met Yun Zhi Yue's teasing gaze with an impassive expression.
"Your Majesty," she replied, "after yesterday's horse race, you and Fang Jieyu left; I was aware of what followed."
The Consort was thrilled by Jieyu's pregnancy with Longzi and, in her excitement, had gripped Yun Ji's arm too tightly. Unbeknownst to her, Yun Ji had reacted in kind out of excitement, which could be seen as an offense against hierarchy. Thus, the Consort ordered thirty slaps as punishment.
Yun Ji was frightened and felt abdominal pain but refused to see the physician. The servants knew that His Majesty was busy caring for Longzi and worried about Yun Ji’s safety at night; they could only watch over her throughout the night.
The servants confirmed that Yun Ji had gone to bed early and that none of the palace maids or attendants had left the courtyard.
Yun Zhi Yue's lips twitched slightly; even those who were dead were being talked about as if they were alive. Were they truly surprised and excited enough to pinch each other?
It goes to show that language is an art; this statement was beautifully crafted, allowing those who listened to easily overlook the underlying truth.
The Emperor's expression darkened slightly. The existence of an heir was of utmost importance, and he would not tolerate any ulterior motives from the consorts in the harem. Just as he was about to issue a warning, Feng Yu stepped forward, appearing somewhat troubled.
"Your Majesty, regarding the death of Xu Wanyi, I may have some clues to offer," he said.
Initially, Feng Yu had not given it much thought, but upon hearing Supervisor Luo's words, a memory suddenly surfaced. Last night, as Feng Yu recounted the events, the favored consort's face gradually turned pale.
It turned out that Feng Yu had been a half-witness to the incident. Xing Gong and the palace were not far apart; all the officials who had come were staying at Xing Gong. Although it was quite distant from the consorts' quarters, there was only one garden for recreation.
Feng Yu had been unable to sleep last night and had wandered alone in the garden to admire the moon. He faintly heard the sound of a woman arguing by the lake. Regardless of their identity, as a man in the dead of night, it was prudent to avoid confrontation. Thus, Feng Yu planned to leave quietly.
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