"Who insulted you?" Consort Qing was both amused and exasperated by her.
"His Highness."
"..." Consort Qing suddenly didn't know how to respond.
Adjusting her demeanor, she said, "His Highness would never insult someone unprovoked. You must have done something."
Xue Yinhuan pursed her lips and told Consort Qing everything about her leaving the palace in the morning.
After listening, Consort Qing looked enlightened, "No wonder His Highness was so angry that he said such things about you in public. In this matter, you are obliviously being used as a pawn."
"Pawn?" Xue Yinhuan considered herself very careful, not understanding how she fell into these women's traps.
