The abacus that Noble Consort played with was doomed to fail. Not to mention whether Lian Hua would delve deeply into the direction hinted by Noble Consort, even if she did grasp the underlying meaning in Noble Consort's words, she had already expressed her feelings with His Majesty, and of course, she would believe His Majesty, not the words of an outsider.
Seeing that her words had achieved the desired effect among everyone present, Noble Consort started speaking again, "Alas, my health has deteriorated, it's all fate. Now, I'm relying on all my sisters. We must strive harder in the future. We need to work together to relieve our lord of his worries. Whoever can be the first to bear His Majesty a prince, His Majesty will surely be delighted, and the former court officials will certainly be jubilant, maybe..."
Noble Consort lowered her eyes, the rest of her sentence left unspoken.