In the Feiyun Garden, Consort Yun picked up the teacup and slowly stirred the floating tea leaves with the lid, speaking unhurriedly, "Today many people are holding their breaths waiting for you to make contact, yet not a single shadow has been seen. If there is no explanation for today's matter, you may as well not leave the Prince Mansion."
Chen Ji quickly pondered: Why hadn't Liu Shenyu, who was close to Princess Consort Jing, chosen to contact her instead of contacting Consort Yun?
Why did Princess Consort Jing not know of his identity as a Jing Dynasty spy?
And so on.
Suddenly, Chen Ji remembered the lead barium glass cup that had caused Princess Consort Jing to miscarry, as if there was a thread of clues guiding him in the dark to pursue the truth.
"Why don't you answer?" Consort Yun asked in a deep voice, the dignified princess sitting on the Taishi Chair, with the python patterns on her garment seeming to gaze at Chen Ji with an intimidating presence without anger.