"So, the Empress used you from beginning to end! Yet, you are willing to disregard Madam Dong, who sacrificed her life to clean up your mess, for such a woman who plotted against your whole Fu family! Such filial piety truly makes me see you in a new light."
Bai Qingyan spoke in this damp, cold, and old room, her tone remaining flat.
After speaking, Bai Qingyan asked again, "This is the last time I ask you. The lives of your entire Fu family rest on your words. Did the Empress mention in the letter sent to coerce you to return to the Anping Camp that His Majesty's days were numbered? Will you tell the truth?"
"You suspect...that His Majesty's fall from the horse was the Empress's doing?" Fu Ruoxi's voice was choked and hoarse.