Consort Zhao ignored the lead palace maid. She looked at the lead palace maid coldly and then asked in a cold voice. "Whose is it?"
The lead palace maid was startled by her cold eyes. She realized that the person in front of her was Emperor's favorite consort, so she didn't say anything and stepped back to let Consort Zhao ask.
He Yufen turned her head around in accordance with the tone of Consort Zhao. "It's... it's... it's Second Sister's." Suddenly, she saw He Yuxiu, who pretended to be frightened in the crowd but actually laughed in a mean way. She felt a little bit of hatred in her heart, and subconsciously answered with her teeth clenched.
It seemed that she couldn't blame it on Mo Xuetong this time. Then let He Yuxiu take the blame!
Consort Zhao's eyes also fell on He Yuxiu. "Is it your Second Sister's?"
