Seeing her pitiful appearance, Ye Liming felt a pang of sympathy.

He held her in his arms: "Wan'er, don't be afraid, I will stand up for you!"

Su Wan'er in his arms was as docile as a little white rabbit, but a hint of sinister glint flashed in her eyes.

Several hours later, a hearty laugh echoed from Su Wan'er's Lan Ying Palace.

Prime Minister Su sat cross-legged on the mahogany stool, looking at Su Wan'er with a satisfied expression.

"Your Majesty's plan is excellent!"

Ningxiang continued, "Just now, on my way to Yuhuan Palace, I saw the Emperor storming out of there and ordering Consort Mo not to leave Yuhuan Palace even a step!"

Su Wan'er's eyes shone with brilliance, her smile as radiant as a flower.

Then, Prime Minister Su added, "Your Majesty's plan is brilliant; it has both won the Emperor's favor and sown discord."

"Your Majesty's actions will surely provoke the Prince of Anyang's anger, and then Your Majesty will definitely send him back to the border."

Ning Xiang said smugly, "No one can match the Empress's charm!"

At this moment, Prime Minister Su advised, "Your Majesty, it would be best to be careful!"

"Wan'er will always keep her father's words in mind!"

Upon receiving the news, Ye Lisheng rushed to the palace immediately after learning about Consort Mo's condition.

His eyes flashed with coldness, and his entire being radiated dissatisfaction with the monarch.

"Do you remember what you said to me?" he asked, his voice devoid of any warmth.

A surge of anger welled up inside Ye Liming.

Are you questioning me?

"Your subject only wants an answer!"

"I am the Son of Heaven!"

"You promised me that you would always protect Mother and keep her from harm!"

"How dare you! It's not your place to point out my mistakes!"

"Hmph..." Ye Lisheng said coldly, "Father is not wrong, it is Mother who entrusted the wrong person!"

These words completely enraged him: "I shouldn't have let you come back!"

"Then please, Father, allow me to return to the border!"

With a sharp "crack!", Ye Liming smashed the porcelain cup against the pillar behind Ye Lisheng.

The fragments scattered and bounced off his face, immediately leaving a bloody gash on Ye Lisheng's fair skin.