401 End (first update)

"Impossible—by what right—Zhuang Jinse, by what right—"

Behind her was the shrill roar of Consort Jing, accompanied by a series of crashing tables and chairs, but with the Dragon Shadow Guard present, Empress Dowager Zhuang was not worried that Consort Jing could rush at her.

Empress Dowager Zhuang left the room without looking back.

The emperor stood at the doorway, dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.

Clearly, he had been eavesdropping all along and had heard every single word.

Consort Jing had revealed many insider details, but his focus was only on the last point. He looked at Empress Dowager Zhuang, nervously and tentatively fidgeting with his clothes, awkwardly yet excitedly saying, "I...I am truly Your Majesty's own son, right?"

Empress Dowager Zhuang looked at him with disdain, "Haven't I said you're not!"

His voice was quite loud.

The emperor popped his head out, glanced in the direction of Consort Jing inside the room, and gave Empress Dowager Zhuang a knowing look.