Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...
Qu Chengde turned to look at Chen Mengyao and shouted, "My Lady Concubine, what's the matter with this wooden box? Why is it hidden in your bedroom?"
Chen Mengyao was horrified upon seeing this. She said in panic, "This wooden box... I don't know who put it here or when. Someone must have deliberately framed me!"
How could Qu Chengde believe Chen Mengyao's words? "This matter is of great importance. I will report it to His Majesty, and the Emperor will make the final decision. Come, please ask the Concubine to go to Zichen Palace!"
Chen Mengyao panicked. What should she do? If the emperor knew about this, not only would her position be in jeopardy, but her unborn child would also be in danger. No, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death!
"Manager Qu, this must be a frame-up! How could I possibly harm His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Chen Mengyao grabbed Qu Chengde's arm and shouted hysterically.
"My Lady Concubine!" Qu Chengde angrily shook off Chen Mengyao's hand that had been placed on his arm. While adjusting his sleeves, he said nonchalantly, "I am only responsible for the search. As for the truth of the matter, you should go and explain it to the Emperor yourself!"
After saying that, Qu Chengde waved his hand to signal the guards to take Chen Mengyao away.
"No! I didn't! I didn't do it!" Even until Chen Mengyao was taken out of the East Palace, her hysterical cries still echoed in the palace.
In a corner of the East Palace, the Crown Princess watched all this silently, with the corners of her lips raised high.
That bitch Chen Mengyao actually tried to use her son's status as a mother to step on her head, so she would let that bitch taste the feeling of having her dream shattered.
At this moment, a palace maid whispered to the Crown Princess, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor is truly as foresighted as a god. However, do you really want to agree to his request to persuade the General to surrender to the Imperial Preceptor?"
The Crown Princess's face was as gloomy as water, and she said sinisterly, "What I can't have, no one else can have. Since the Crown Prince can't make me pregnant, and he's already idiotic, then I might as well find a new husband..."