"Your Majesty... It's... it's Consort Jing. Consort Jing said she's pregnant now and doesn't really want to come. Besides, if she's pregnant, she won't be able to serve Your Majesty, so she sent me here."

As soon as Zhao Furong said these words, Mo Yuhan's expression turned even more unpleasant.

"Are you sure that Consort Jing told you all these things herself, saying that she doesn't want to serve me?"

Zhao Furong nodded without hesitation. Although she had deliberately seized the opportunity, she couldn't let Mo Yuhan know.

"Your Majesty, Consort Jing said that I can take you back today. May I ask if you have returned by now? I have prepared a meal in Furong Palace. We can go there now to eat."

After saying this, Zhao Furong walked to Mo Yuhan's side and reached out to help him up.

However, before she could even get close to Mo Yuhan, he dodged far away.

"I will not go to your palace with you, so give up on that idea!"

After saying this, Mo Yuhan immediately turned and left, without even glancing at the pitiful Zhao Furong beside him.

Zhao Furong looked at Mo Yuhan, who was almost at the door, and felt somewhat unwilling. She believed that there was nothing she couldn't do better than Jiang Jingyue, so why did the Emperor not like her?

He wouldn't even step into her palace. Zhao Furong had a premonition that if she didn't take the initiative this time, she might never have another chance.

She may never experience the pleasures of a man before she dies.

It must be said that Zhao Furong was indeed prescient.

She suddenly lunged at Mo Yuhan from behind, hugging his back and pressing her soft breasts against him, wanting him to feel her touch.

Unfortunately, Zhao Furong didn't know that Mo Yuhan would only ever be in love with Jiang Jingyue; other women were nothing to him.

The moment Zhao Furong hugged him, Mo Yuhan kicked her hard backward. Zhao Furong couldn't hold onto Mo Yuhan anymore and fell to the ground. Her whole body was trembling slightly, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

While still wondering why she had suddenly collapsed on the ground, Zhao Furong couldn't help but shout as she watched Mo Yuhan stride away to leave.

"Your Majesty, what is it about me that I cannot compare to Consort Jing? Why can't Your Majesty give me a second glance? What Consort Jing can do, I can do too!"

Hearing her ask that, Mo Yuhan, unusually, stopped and glanced at her, then said coldly.

"Based on what you've done, you're no match for her. Besides, Consort Jing is far beyond your reach. This time, I'm letting you off the hook for Consort Jing's sake. I hope you'll behave yourself."

Zhao Furong froze the moment Mo Yuhan spoke, mainly because she didn't understand what he meant. Had the Emperor already discovered what she had done?

Thinking of this, Zhao Furong trembled even more violently, her body shaking.

She couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if the Emperor found out what she had done.

Zhao Furong was suddenly jolted awake and stood up abruptly. Unlike her previous delicate appearance, Zhao Furong's eyes were now filled with murderous intent.

She needs to go back first, organize everything she's done, and arrange for the people who need to be sent underground.

After Zhao Furong returned, she had He Yue silence all the servants and maids who knew what she had done. Anyway, if a few servants disappeared from the palace, no one would care.

After dealing with these people, Zhao Furong felt a little relieved. What she didn't know was that the servant she had ordered to be silenced, as well as the maid, had been rescued by the people Mo Yu had sent to monitor her.

At this moment, Zhao Furong was still smug. As long as these people disappeared, the emperor would not be able to find any witnesses, and she would be at ease.

"Heyue, have you been keeping a close eye on Consort Xian's situation? Have you put all the things into Consort Jing's palace yet?"

He Yue nodded. She had specifically inquired about it today and learned that Consort Xian had successfully completed her mission.

"Your Highness, Consort Xian has already had the demon essence you gave her sent to Consort Jing's palace. It's just a matter of whether this demon essence will be able to play its role."

When Zhao Furong heard that the items had been delivered to Jiang Jingyue's palace, her eyes lit up.

She knew how potent that substance was; even from a distance, pregnant women shouldn't inhale too much of it.

Even if the baby in her belly doesn't slip out, it will turn into a monster. All she needs to do now is wait.

"Don't worry! You don't need to worry about the effectiveness of this thing at all. Remember to handle the people I asked you to deal with properly."

Yuehe nodded; she had already taken care of everything that needed to be done.

Meanwhile, Mo Yuhan arrived at Jiang Jingyue's Qianyue Palace with a cold expression. Before even entering, he heard low sobbing coming from inside.

Mo Yuhan recognized the voice immediately; it was Jiang Jingyue's voice.

He was just about to go in to see why Jiang Jingyue was crying. He hadn't even settled accounts with her yet, and now she was crying.

Then you can hear voices coming from inside.

"Qiuhua, do you think the Emperor might think that I deliberately didn't go to pick him up? I really wanted to go and pick him up."

But there was nothing we could do. She was the Imperial Noble Consort, and we had no way to fight against her. So we had no choice but to let her go and fetch the Emperor.

I wonder if the Emperor has already been taken away by the Imperial Noble Consort, and whether he will ever come to our palace again.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuhan's anger vanished instantly.

He knew there was more to this story than met the eye.

Qiu Hua also cooperated with Jiang Jingyue's performance. When she heard Jiang Jingyue say such a thing, she immediately began to gently comfort Jiang Jingyue.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. Even if the Emperor really leaves with the Imperial Noble Consort, you must take good care of yourself for the sake of the child in your womb."

Jiang Jingyue nodded with tears in her eyes. Her pitiful appearance made Mo Yuhan, who was watching from outside, feel a pang of heartache.

He couldn't care about anything else now. Originally, Mo Yuhan was full of anger and planned to punish the little woman. But seeing how sad she was, he didn't know what anger was.

He walked straight inside, met the incredulous gaze of the young woman, and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Jingyue rubbed her eyes and looked at Qiu Hua beside her.

"Qiuhua, did you see the Emperor come in? I think I saw him."