Doting Grandchildren, Slap in the Face (3)

Consort Yun smiled faintly. "Empress, you flatter me. In terms of methods, how can I be your match? Back then, the Old State Preceptor sent my child away with a prophecy. I'm useless. Otherwise, I wouldn't have not angered you to death after so many years."

The first few sentences did not hurt at all, but the last sentence almost angered the Empress to death.

The Empress gripped her handkerchief tightly. "Consort Yun! Just because you have His Majesty backing you up now, you're looking down on me even more!"

Consort Yun sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, you're wrong. I've never looked down on you more and more. I've never taken you seriously from the beginning."

The Empress fell back in anger!

The Empress said coldly, "Aren't you… afraid that I'll deal with you?!"

Consort Yun sighed again. "Sigh, it's not the first day I've been so rash and rude. The Empress is magnanimous. You definitely won't punish me for such a small matter."