A surge of anger welled up from within.
In her mind, she couldn't help but recall what Xin Lin had warned her earlier.
This Imperial Palace is a place that devours people without leaving a trace.
She and her child tread carefully, pleasing the Emperor, Empress Dowager, and Empress, believing that this would ensure peace.
But in reality, these people were all aggressive, eager to swallow them whole.
Motherhood brings courage, and this time, she was determined to take a stand.
Shi Pin, with a sudden burst of courage, stood up abruptly.
"Empress Feng, Consort Zhao, don't push the royal child any further. What do you want him to confess? That I, his birth mother, incited him to harm the Third Prince! He's only seven or eight years old, while the Third Prince is already seventeen or eighteen. Even if my son wanted to incite him, would the Third Prince easily believe such slander?"
Empress Feng and Consort Zhao were both taken aback.
