"They'll never end well!" Concubine Xian sneered, "They think that by crippling my son's leg, the Prince of Yu will be securely seated on the throne of the Crown Prince?"
The maidservant said quietly, "Everywhere it's said that as soon as the Prince of Yu comes out from the Ancestral Temple, he will be the next Crown Prince."
"Only if he's lucky enough to come out!"
"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" The maid asked in a fearful whisper.
"You go back."
"Where is Your Highness going? Let this servant accompany you."
"You worthless wretch, can't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to leave!"
"...Yes." The maid, helpless, turned to leave.
Concubine Xian stood in place for a moment, glanced at a basket, picked it up and walked towards the Ancestral Temple.
As expected, she was stopped by the Imperial Army.