The people present looked at each other, all lowering their heads, not daring to speak.
It was still the Imperial Noble Consort, from the moment the Emperor entered, the previous gentleness and calmness vanished instantly.
Her face showed a strong expression of fear and anxiety, now sitting close to the Emperor, gripping his sleeve tightly without letting go, her eyes were red, emitting a sense of sadness.
Hearing the Emperor's question, seeing no one speaking, the Imperial Noble Consort choked up and began to speak.
She explained the entire course of events clearly, and towards the end, she couldn't help but let tears slowly flow down her jade-like cheeks: "Your Majesty, I am frightened! The child in my womb, I've been hoping for years, has been with me for these seven or eight months, almost ready to be born, how could this happen?"
"If anything happens to the child in my womb, I don't want to live either—"
