Xiao Jizi swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely ominous.
Lian Hua had the same premonition. The senior lady in front of them seemed intent on chasing away those who weren't members of this courtyard, then closing the door to deal with the family's disgrace.
She grew fearful, stealing glances at Xiao Jizi, her eyes asking what to do. Sensing her gaze, Xiao Jizi gently shook his head.
All Lian Hua could do was shrink her neck and pretend to be a partridge.
Nanny Qi noticed their subtle movements and called out indifferently, "Master Lian."
"Ah, here!" Startled by the call, Lian Hua quickly straightened up. It was her turn, her turn—what awaited her!
Huaqing Palace.
The Noble Consort returned to the hall, feeling a tightness in her chest, suffocated with discomfort.
For many years in the Harem, she had nearly feared no one. Even when she had bowed to the Favored Concubine during the Late Emperor's time, it wasn't out of fear but forced by the situation.