"My lord, you know as well as I do that we can't speak of that matter to outsiders, especially since...I feel that Prince Mo has come this time specifically to learn about it. If we reveal it, the emperor will surely not spare us,"
Princess Consort Yi whispered to Prince Yi, lowering her voice even though there were only the two of them in the courtyard.
If she could speak about it, would she still hold her tongue?
Consider that her very life was at stake, and she wasn't old; was she supposed to die in such an obscure and uncertain manner?
"Even if you don't speak up, the emperor may not necessarily spare us," Prince Yi sighed softly and said.
If the emperor really intended to let them go, Princess Consort Yi wouldn't have contracted such a 'strange illness,' especially after she was reprimanded in the palace by the emperor last time, which made things clear to him.
"Haven't you realized that the emperor has already made his move?"
"This..."