She then asked, "What role did the mother's incense play in the Queen's death? The Queen did not commit suicide."
Consort Zhen was slightly surprised upon hearing this: "Are you sure the Empress didn't commit suicide?"
Song Xizhi nodded.
Consort Zhen pondered in silence for a moment: "I have been investigating this secret for more than ten years, but I still don't know where the Empress's strange fragrance comes from."
She smiled and slowly stood up from the soft couch: "It's almost time. If we go back any later, people might get suspicious."
Song Xizhi also stood up with her, "Your Majesty has told me so much about everything, big and small. Surely you need something from me in return?"
Consort Zhen did not answer, but walked to the window and paused slightly.
Seeing her quietly gazing at the courtyard outside, Song Xizhi followed her gaze and looked out. There, Zhao Qianlan was carrying a gift box and entering Madam Zhao's room.
She still looks quite radiant.
Suddenly, Consort Zhen spoke up: "Actually, your scheme today would be very difficult to succeed against anyone."
Song Xizhi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Only she listened to the instigation of others and took my room on the first day she came. Only she smelled the faint stench in the room but did not suspect anything."
"And only she could be made to look like this by ants."
Consort Zhen narrowed her eyes and said, "Then how do you think someone like Zeng Yaxian, from a military family and not very shrewd, could have such a notorious reputation and have eliminated all of Lord Zhao's confidantes? And how come Lord Zhao was helpless against her?"
Song Xi was taken aback, then turned to look at her: "You mean all the women around Lord Zhao weren't disposed of by Madam Zhao?"
Consort Zhen shook her head and gave her a slight smile: "I didn't say anything."
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