Seeing that Gu Jiangli's complexion had improved significantly, Lotus was delighted and said, "It seems that Your Highness has thought things through and is determined to take good care of your health."
Gu Jiangli: "It's not that I've figured it out, it's that Your Majesty has no choice but to let go of your feelings for love."
Of course she needs to take good care of her health.
Pregnancy will inevitably involve some hardships later on.
About ten days later, Gu Jiangli calculated that she should have recovered from the damage caused by the miscarriage.
After she recovered, the first person she went to see was the Empress.
But when she arrived, the Empress was not in her bedchamber.
Without hesitation, she went straight to the Cold Palace.
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In the Cold Palace, the Empress, dressed in a dark red velvet robe, sat on a red wooden chair.
Gu Jiangru, dressed in a white undergarment, knelt before the Empress, trembling.
"Your Majesty... I have said it many times... I did not use any witchcraft to harm the Mistress, and the Mistress did indeed commit suicide..."
She was trembling, and her face was covered in tears.
“Consort Gu, even if you say this, someone has to believe it. His Majesty doesn’t believe it, and neither does Consort Gu.”
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have deliberately spared your life and left you to fend for yourself in this cold palace."
The Empress wore a gentle smile, showing no sign of malice.
But Gu Jiangru trembled even more violently, "Your Majesty...this concubine does not understand your meaning..."
"What I mean is that you falsely conveyed an imperial edict, causing the matriarch of the Gu family to commit suicide at home."
"What... This was clearly not done by me... How could I have dared to forge an imperial edict?"
"What do you mean, 'no'? If you don't confess, your mother will stay in the mass grave forever, and no one will collect her body."
Gu Jiangru's trembling body became increasingly violent.
The Empress narrowed her eyes slightly, her smile deepening. "Well? Will you go and collect your mother's body?"
Gu Jiangru's face turned ashen, and in an instant, a terrible thought popped into her mind.
The Empress's smiling eyes were colder than the freezing snow.
Gu Jiangru gave a bitter smile and kowtowed on the ground. "Your Majesty, it was I who sent someone to falsely convey His Majesty's decree, ordering the mistress to commit suicide, creating the illusion that she had done so out of fear of punishment."
The Empress stood up, helped Gu Jiangli up from the ground, and said, "Very good, you are very sensible. I will give your mother a proper burial."
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