Consort Shu suddenly put on a fawning smile: "Your Highness, what are you saying? I was just joking with her. Please don't take it seriously."

One doesn't hit a smiling face. Consort Shu is currently favored, and Princess Jianing doesn't necessarily want to fight to the death.

"Your Highness, I'm fine. Let's go quickly," Song Ning said softly.

Princess Jianing turned around and glared at Consort Shu, then stepped forward, took Song Ning's arm, and left.

Jiang Shuyue looked at Consort Shu with a gloomy expression, her tone icy: "Your Highness, if your son has any problems next time, don't come to me. If you dare to come again, I will expose everything that happened before."

"Jiang Shuyue! You unfilial daughter, have you forgotten how you suffered in the cold palace? Have you forgotten how those people bullied you? If I hadn't rescued you, you would be a pile of mud to be trampled on by everyone!"

"Ah, well said. The Imperial Concubine still remembers these old stories."

Then let me ask you, who instigated the palace maids to bully me? Who caused me to suffer in the Cold Palace? And who, for their own advancement, secretly swapped their own daughter with another concubine's child, and even falsely accused Consort Yun, who raised me, of framing the prince, making me your tool!"

Consort Shu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Jiang Shuyue in disbelief. How did she know about these things?

Jiang Shuyue sneered, her eyes red, her words trembling as she spoke: "You haven't forgotten all these things, have you? Now you want to claim credit with me? Ha, Consort Shu, you're not thinking of getting all the benefits, are you?"

"You must remember these things well, and never forget them."