The Empress Dowager, Aunt Sun, and Granny Chang all changed color: Zhaoping's voice hadn't stopped yet, so why did the Ninth Prince come out?

The three of them quickly got up and came out.

They saw that Shang Xiye had already sat back in his wheelchair, and was looking at them with a cold gaze.

Even the Empress Dowager, who considered herself to have weathered many storms, was shocked by Shang Xiye's gaze.

How terrifying!

The way he looked at them was as if he were looking at a few dead people!

Shang Xiye stared coldly at the Empress Dowager, showing no respect or consideration whatsoever, and said in an icy voice, "The Empress Dowager is truly well-mannered!"

Having said that, he turned his head slightly to Wuying behind him and said, "Go and fetch the Princess Consort and bring her back to the manor; in the future, whenever Cixi Palace sends a message, there is no need to report back to me."

"Yes, Your Highness," Wuying nodded, his voice loud and clear.

The resolute, iron-willed voice of that soldier startled the Empress Dowager, Aunt Sun, and Granny Chang, causing them to involuntarily shudder.

They all understood that Wuying was indirectly intimidating and deterring them.

The Empress Dowager was immediately enraged and sternly shouted, "How dare you...!"

Shang Xiye's sharp, almost tangible gaze pierced straight at the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager felt a chill run down her spine, and the stern voice that had just escaped her lips was abruptly cut off.

Having spent her entire life in the palace, she now truly understood the difference between scheming and life-or-death struggles.

The God of War emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood; if he were to fight, he himself would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

In the face of absolute power, all scheming and intrigue are utter nonsense!

Silently watching Shang Xiye go to Ji Fengyao's room.

He silently watched as Shang Xiye carried the glaring bandit away.

The Empress Dowager, Aunt Sun, and Granny Chang stood there in a daze, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

Inside the room.

Princess Zhaoping's voice continued to echo.

The Empress Dowager, Aunt Sun, and Granny Chang went inside and glanced at the bed. Their faces immediately turned ashen, and they roared angrily, "Which meddlesome person put something in Zhaoping's tea?!"

Granny Chang trembled slightly, her lips pressed tightly together:

She added very little to that tea;

Princess Zhaoping only took two small sips, it shouldn't have turned out like this, right?

Did the person who sells that stuff improve the formula recently?

Ji Fengyao only "woke up" after boarding the carriage to return to her residence.

Throughout the journey, she sensed a low pressure emanating from Shang Xiye. When she opened her eyes to look at him, she saw a fleeting glimpse of coldness and sorrow in his eyes, and she couldn't help but hug him tighter: "Your Highness, have you indeed heard some bad news?"

“The Empress Dowager is cunning and won’t reveal too much,” Shang Xiye said, trying to hide his negative emotions as he looked at her. “However, even the little bit she revealed is enough for me to investigate thoroughly for quite some time.”

Shang Xiye relayed everything he had heard and thought of to Ji Fengyao via telepathy.

Ji Fengyao was silent for a while before saying, "Actually, this is a good thing. At least you can be sure that Consort Lian chose to leave because she loved you; moreover, Consort Lian is definitely still alive, otherwise the Empress Dowager wouldn't be so secretive about this matter. As long as she is alive, you and your son will eventually meet again."

“I know all of that,” Shang Xiye nodded.

Ji Fengyao gritted her teeth in resentment and said, "It's a pity that she is the Empress Dowager, whose power in Dazhao is deeply entrenched. We can't rashly touch her; otherwise, I would have searched her soul and crippled her, and many things from back then would have come to light."