What Do You Want Me to Do

"What is it? That day, you and your cousin Wen Fuchen swore that you would cripple my position at the back of the palace. Did you completely forget about that? "

Hu Xiao completely caught the hatred that flashed past her eyes, but she did not care.

Xue Mier hated herself for more than a day or two, so she, Hu Xiao, did not care about being hated by Xue Mier anymore.

"Empress, you knew about this a long time ago?"

How did Hu Xiao know that they had done this so cleanly? Does that mean Her Majesty knows as well? They couldn't help but feel chills down their spines. If that was really the case, then did they make the wrong decision?

"Originally, I didn't know, but now it seems like you already know."

After dispersing the power in his hands, he took the handkerchief that Zhi Lan passed to him and wiped it slowly, as if he was holding onto something extremely dirty.

"You …"