There was a momentary silence in the air.
Little Qin's face turned deathly pale, her entire body trembling like a sieve.
Who would have thought that Zhang Miaoyu, who always appeared kind and gentle, could utter such terrifying words.
Lu Xuan's expression gradually darkened. She spoke calmly, "If Consort Chen publicly punishes a palace maid so harshly, rumors might spread in the palace that she is tyrannical."
Shen Wei smiled faintly, her tone indifferent. "If Consort Shu harbors resentment, she is welcome to plead her case before His Majesty or the Empress Dowager."
Lu Xuan bit her lip lightly.
Harmony was prized in the imperial harem. Spreading malicious rumors to ruin someone's reputation—if the Empress Dowager or the Emperor were to find out—would likely result in punishment for Lu Xuan herself.
