The imperial court was now in turmoil, and memorials denouncing the Tantai family piled up like snowflakes on the Emperor's desk. In the rear palace, Tantai Yinxue had no one left to rely on.
At this critical moment, a palace maid from Tantai Yinxue's side unexpectedly came forward, and Cai Lian was curious about her intentions.
The maid, named Xiaomeng, remained expressionless as she retrieved an old jade pendant from her sleeve and handed it to Cai Lian. "Aunt Cai Lian, you dropped this."
It was a very worn-out pendant.
Dull in color and made of the cheapest jade available on the market, it had clearly endured years of hardship—likely over a decade old.
Cai Lian's breath hitched as she snatched the pendant back.
Grandmother's jade!
Her lips trembled as she glared coldly at the maid. "Where did you get this?"
Xiaomeng smiled faintly. "My mistress happened to find it. Aunt Cai Lian, my mistress wishes to see you."
