As he spoke, he looked at Consort Hui with heartache.

"But Mother, you have suffered."

Consort Hui shook her head.

"Mother is fine, but you have been implicated."

As Consort Hui spoke, tears streamed down her face.

She looked at her beloved son, who had become so thin in such a short time, and felt a surge of intense hatred.

"Shen Hechuan!"

"Hello, Jiang Xian!"

"You have harmed my son and me to such an extent, I will never let you get away with this."

Thinking of this, she immediately comforted Prince Rui, saying:

"Rui'er, don't worry, your mother will find a way to help you."

Does Jiang Xianhao think she can rest easy now?

"That's impossible!"

Prince Rui didn't quite understand Consort Hui's words, so he immediately said, "Mother, you have no chance of winning now, so let's just call it quits."

"Now, Father Emperor holds that child in his arms and teaches him personally every day. It's clear that he loves him to the core. How can we compare to them?"

Consort Hui sneered upon hearing this, but then suddenly looked at Prince Rui.

"No!"

"It's not over yet!"

How do you know we can't beat them?

"You can't give up so quickly. Until the very end, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

As she said this, she immediately threw her head back and burst into laughter.

Prince Rui also noticed Consort Hui's unusual behavior and asked in confusion:

"Does Mother have any other ideas?"

Consort Hui chuckled softly, her face showing an expression of certainty.