Consort Hui trembled, but a new plan instantly formed in her mind.
"The extraction process of this antidote is extremely complicated. I would like Your Majesty to send the relevant medicinal materials every day. I will make all the antidotes and then personally deliver them to Her Majesty the Empress."
Emperor Rongcheng looked at Consort Hui kneeling on the ground, trembling, and saw that she didn't seem to be lying. He then snorted coldly and sheathed his sword.
"No need to send it. You should focus on making the antidote. If anything happens to her in the meantime, I'll hold your son accountable."
After saying that, he immediately headed towards Jingyu Palace.
After Emperor Rongcheng left, Consort Hui collapsed to the ground, exhausted.
She looked in the direction where Emperor Rongcheng had left, a smug smile on her face.
"Oh--"
"Antidote?"
"Jiang Xianhao, you actually want to frame me with poisoning? Then I will give you real poison and let you taste what real poisoning feels like."
"Seven days, just seven days, just seven doses of the medicine, and even a god couldn't save you. You'll die from your intestines being torn apart."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Consort Hui felt a sense of satisfaction whenever she thought of Jiang Xianhao vomiting blood and dying.
She slowly stood up, carefully wiping the stains off her clothes, straightened her body, raised her head, and revealed her former arrogant expression.
"At that time, I will be the most honored woman in this Great Cheng."
"Since I can't be the empress, I might as well go a step further and become the empress dowager."
"Seven days is enough."
She had everything planned out long ago; all she needed now was the right opportunity.
Since there's no east wind now, she'll create one herself.
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