"It was because Her Majesty the Empress mentioned something that made me suspect Consort Li. Consort Li unfortunately fell and miscarried. Consort Li and Consort Rong were originally sisters, but now their statuses are worlds apart. Consort Rong is still favored by the Empress but has never conceived, while Consort Li became pregnant on her first try. Given Consort Rong's disrespectful nature towards Her Majesty the Empress, I suspected that there might be something else behind Consort Li's miscarriage. So I went to Consort Li's room and not only found half of the baby's clothing material sewn onto the doll, but also something else that confirmed my suspicions."

Mu Chenshuang's words made Consort Li's heart clench.

"What is that?"

Mu Chenshuang took out a tattered piece of paper from her sleeve. She carefully unfolded the paper and it was clear that it was a portrait. The face in the portrait had a scarlet cross mark drawn on it, and there was also a curse spell written on it.

Judging from the portrait, one can see the deep-seated hatred this person harbors for the person depicted in the painting.

Even though the portrait's features are not clearly visible, the beauty mark on the forehead makes it immediately recognizable as Consort Rong.

The emperor's face grew even more somber upon seeing the painting.

Consort Li knelt on the ground, her face pale with fear. She dared not raise her head. She had clearly buried the painting under the tree. Unless someone watched her bury it and dug three feet into the ground, it would have been impossible to find it. She did not understand why Mu Chenshuang had found it so quickly.

"The incantation on this means 'blood for blood' in the Book of the Dead. What deep-seated hatred does Consort Li have with Consort Rong that requires her to use her own blood as a medicinal ingredient to make Consort Rong pay for her blood debt?"

Mu Chenshuang's cold and indifferent voice fell on Consort Li.

Feng Guche stared at Consort Li with eyes full of hostility, "Consort Li, what explanation do you have?"

Knowing she could no longer defend herself, Consort Li closed her eyes in sorrow.

Sudden.

All I heard was a sneer from her, and all the tension and fear in her expression vanished with that laugh, leaving only endless sorrow.

“My child was miscarried because of Consort Rong’s scheme. I am helpless and alone in this palace. Consort Rong is not only favored by the Emperor, but her brother is also the commander of the Imperial Guard. How can I seek justice for my child? I can only cry out my own helplessness every night.”

Looking at Consort Li's sorrowful appearance, Feng Guche's face darkened and became somber.

"Therefore, I agree to Your Majesty's suggestion. With Your Majesty here, what do I have to fear? If Consort Rong can pay the price, that would be even better."

A correction made with utter despair is more convincing and so reasonable.

Feng Guche's icy gaze fell upon the Empress.

The Empress knelt on both knees and nodded, saying, "Your Majesty, I swear to Heaven that I absolutely did not instruct Consort Li."

"Whether you instructed Consort Li or not can be determined by what your maid is holding."

At this moment.

The eunuch quickly stepped forward and reported, "Your Majesty, Sect Leader Qi has arrived."

"Let him in."

Qi Zhen strode in, while a royal guard escorted Qiu Yi into the main hall behind him.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Sect Leader Qi, can you see clearly what's inside?"

Qi Zhen replied, "Sang Yunluo is an extremely yin flower, and the incense made from this flower is the key to casting spells."

Feng Guche's expression grew even more unpleasant as he stared at the Empress, "Empress, what else do you have to say now?"

The empress's straight back felt cold, and she lowered her eyes without responding.

Mu Chenshuang suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty, if I may be so bold as to ask, please wait a little longer to see whether the Empress is the mastermind behind this."