Little Ginseng's Beard

Su Yingxue's gaze darkened as she realized that the empress was truly ruthless, not leaving her any room to maneuver!

A warm hand landed on her shoulder as Chu Yihan spoke in a deep voice, "Leave it to me. Don't worry."

Su Yingxue's heart warmed, and she nodded in agreement.

Chu Yihan turned and walked out of Consort Xiang's palace, while Su Yingxue entered the chamber where Consort Xiang's body lay.

Chu Mingyuan followed Su Yingxue. He watched nervously from the side.

Su Yingxue checked Consort Xiang's pulse and breathing, and a cold shiver ran down her spine.

Consort Xiang was indeed dead!

"She is already dead, and you've arrived too late!" Little Ginseng sighed, floating through Su Yingxue's mind.

Chu Mingyuan, still holding on to a glimmer of hope, asked, "Can Xiang'er be saved?"