"By imperial decree of the Empress Dowager, Lady Su of the Fucha Mansion has been found guilty of plotting to assassinate the Empress Dowager and is hereby sentenced to death!"
Eunuch Lin replied, "This servant obeys the decree!"
Yan Ning looked at Granny Zhuang with terrified eyes, taking several steps back. She gripped the curtain beside her to keep from collapsing to the ground.
She looked at Granny Zhuang in disbelief, "What did I do that the Empress Dowager is trying to pin the blame on me for someone else's mistakes?"
Granny Zhuang said with her eyes half-closed, "The Empress Dowager knows that you only have a face similar to hers, so she never thought of making things difficult for you! It's just that you are the wife of Third Master Fu, and have become a vixen like her, disturbing Third Master Fu's mind and causing him to disobey the Empress Dowager many times! The Empress Dowager said that as long as Madam Fucha is willing to confess her crimes, the Su family and the Fucha family will not be implicated!"
Yan Ning felt wronged and angry. If it weren't for the Empress Dowager's relentless pressure and intolerance of Fukang'an, Fukang'an would never have been her enemy, let alone risked his two children.
But the Empress Dowager had already passed away, and Yan Ning could not argue with her. She could only look at the Empress Dowager's body lying peacefully, Eunuch Lin kneeling on the ground, and Granny Zhuang who did not want to meet her eyes.
The Empress Dowager had already passed away, and Granny Zhuang's failure to announce the death meant she wanted Yan Ning to die before the Empress Dowager. Yan Ning knelt on the ground, unaware of just how much the Empress Dowager hated the person who resembled her.
Tears streamed down Yan Ning's face. "Granny Mang, you know these things have nothing to do with Yan Ning, so why are you aiding and abetting evil? The Empress Dowager has already passed away, why can't you let Yan Ning go!"
Upon hearing Yan Ning's words of disrespect towards the Empress Dowager, Granny Zhuang's pity vanished, replaced by rage. "Insolence! Even on your deathbed you dare disrespect the Empress Dowager! Eunuch Lin, what are you standing there for!"
Eunuch Lin stood up and took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his indigo sleeve. He looked at Yan Ning, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
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