In the first year of entering the palace, she was just a Lady of Talents.
In the fifth year of entering the palace, she became a Handsome Fairness.
In the tenth year of entering the palace, she aspired to become the Empress, since it was the only way she could hold onto everything dear to her, never to be taken away.
 She could protect herself, her children, and most importantly, be with him.
This was a path with no retreat; stepping back would be an irreversible calamity.
The bright yellow silk umbrella advanced, and the Emperor's procession slowly entered the city gate. The yellow silk umbrella, the sun-and-moon fan, the purple banner... At that moment, the sunlight dazzled the eyes. Empress Xie's phoenix carriage moved forward along the imperial road, meeting him halfway.

Empress Xie

Should they just swallow their anger and pretend nothing happened? Would that be too easy for those two scoundrels and the mastermind behind them?


Hu Rong felt more and more suffocated as he thought about it.


If it had been half a year ago, he would have had to accept even being slapped in the face with a smile. However, life had recently become too comfortable; everyone was smiling, everyone was flattering, and Hu Rong had unconsciously begun to think of himself as an important figure.


But now he realized that he was still insignificant.


Qinghe didn't feel as indignant as Hu Rong; her first reaction was fear.


It was Chief Palace Attendant Fang who pointed out the trap this time; otherwise, they would have foolishly walked right into it.


But what about next time? If those people failed this time, they would certainly try again. Who could guarantee they could avoid the trap next time?


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