She immediately raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Mo Yuhan.
"Your Majesty, do you mean that you believe I was framed?"
Mo Yuhan did not reply to her, but looked at Su Changde and spoke to him.
“Read Changde, go and bring the person up, let the Imperial Noble Consort have a good chance to argue her way out.”
Zhao Furong panicked immediately, and her whole body trembled.
Although she didn't know who Mo Yuhan had sent Su Changde to bring, Zhao Furong felt uneasy.
She kept her eyes fixed on the palace gate, eager to know who Su Changde had brought with him.
When Zhao Furong saw the two people Su Changde brought with him, her face immediately darkened.
Her eyes widened instantly, and she became quite excited.
Aren't these the two people she asked Yuehe to deal with, the two people Yuehe told her were taken away?
She couldn't understand who had taken them away. She thought about many people, but she never imagined that it would be the Emperor who had taken them away.
The moment Zhao Furong saw these two people, her unease grew stronger and stronger. She didn't know what she should do to calm her restless heart.
The first thing the two people did upon entering was to pay their respects to Mo Yuhan, followed by Consort Jing.
Zhao Furong, standing to the side, looked at the scene before her and her expression changed instantly. Her face turned ashen and sour. She wanted to say something, but the words in her throat seemed to be stuck somewhere, and she couldn't utter a sound.
Facing the two people in front of him, Mo Yuhan smiled with satisfaction.
"You two, tell me everything you know. Don't worry! Telling me now is your way of redeeming yourself, and I will treat you leniently."
With Mo Yuhan's words, the two men suddenly became bolder. They looked at Mo Yuhan and immediately spoke up.
"Your Majesty, the reason we went to Consort Jing's palace to distribute medicine, although on the surface it was Consort Xian who asked the servants to do it, was actually the Imperial Noble Consort behind the scenes."
The maidservant beside him also spoke up, following the servant's lead.
"Your Majesty, we have no choice. Our family members have been imprisoned by the Imperial Noble Consort. We can only obey her orders and dare not disobey, because we are afraid that she will not let our family members go."
Mo Yuhan raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhao Furong.
"Well, Imperial Noble Consort, is there anything else you want to say? You can say it all at once, so I can see how you can still make excuses."
Zhao Furong really wanted to continue arguing, but she had no way to do it. Her mind was all foggy, so when she heard Mo Yuhan ask her that question, she looked at him with a pained expression.
She stared at Mo Yuhan for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Your Majesty, do you know why I did this? I just can't stand her. Why is it that she has only been in the palace for a short time and yet she has gained Your Majesty's favor, while I have nothing? I am not satisfied."
If I don't have it, she can't have it either. The Emperor's eldest son can only be born to me. Once I give birth to the eldest son, the Empress's position will be mine. I will absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
Therefore, Consort Jing and her unborn child must both die; their deaths will put an end to everything.
Hearing Zhao Furong's vicious words, Mo Yuhan almost couldn't help but slap her, but he managed to hold back in the end.
"So you're admitting that you did all these things, poisoning the royal offspring. Do you know what crime that is?"
Zhao Furong had managed the harem for so long, and she knew perfectly well what crimes she had committed.
"Guards, take the Imperial Noble Consort away. Because she plotted to harm the royal offspring, she is demoted to a low-ranking concubine starting today and sent to the Wardrobe. She will be there to learn a thing or two and will never come out again."
When Zhao Furong heard Mo Yuhan say that, she froze on the spot.
She never expected the Emperor to be so cruel to her. She had thought that since Consort Jing was alright, the Emperor would not punish her like this.
After all, her father was a founding general, and the emperor dared not lay a hand on her. Otherwise, given the military power he held, he could have become emperor himself in no time.
The main issue is that Prime Minister Zhao has been thinking about this matter, but he hasn't found a suitable opportunity to raise troops and enter the palace.
Moreover, given the precedent set by King Cheng, Prime Minister Zhao felt that the matter needed to be arranged and stabilized before any action could be taken.
Otherwise, he was afraid that if something went wrong, and things turned out like what happened to King Cheng, then it would be a loss that outweighed the gains.
Upon thinking of this, Zhao Furong immediately called out to Mo Yuhan.
"Your Majesty, you can't treat me like this. My father was a founding general. If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid that he might lead his troops into the palace?"
When he heard Zhao Furong say that, Mo Yuhan stared at her with a cold gaze for a while, and then suddenly laughed.
"You probably didn't expect that your father is already in prison!"
When Zhao Furong heard Mo Yuhan say that, her eyes widened in disbelief. She didn't believe it, she simply didn't believe it.
"Impossible! My father is such a powerful man, how could he possibly be imprisoned in the imperial jail? Absolutely impossible, Your Majesty, are you teasing me?"
Seeing how excited she was, Mo Yuhan burst into laughter.
"Treason and collusion with the enemy, how long do you think Prime Minister Zhang should spend in the imperial prison for that crime?"
Zhao Furong simply didn't believe it. Although her father had long harbored such a plan, he had never actually carried it out.
"Your Majesty, there must be some misunderstanding. I beg you, please don't treat me like this. Otherwise, I won't be able to bear it if you send me to such a place."
Whether Zhao Furong can handle it or not is not Mo Yuhan's concern. What she wants to do most right now is to get rid of all the people who have hurt Jiang Jingyue, so that Jiang Jingyue will be safe and no longer have to live in fear every day.
“If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. No one can help you. Guards, take the Imperial Noble Consort away.”
As soon as Mo Yuhan finished speaking, someone came over and pulled Zhao Furong away. No matter how much Zhao Furong begged, she couldn't change her fate of going to the Clothing Storehouse.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. I will treat Consort Jing well from now on. Your Majesty, please, I don't want to go to that place."
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