While Consort Dowager Jing waited, no one came to entertain her. After an entire day, she was tired, thirsty, and hungry. Her entire body was numb, but there was no result.
In the past, Consort Dowager Jing might have been able to bear it. But she was used to living in comfort now. How could she bear such pain? Her back was already aching. Besides, she had taken some slow poison to lure Ye Jiushang out; her body had yet to recover. She could not withstand such torture at all.
The palace maid who had come to the Ninth Lord's Estate with Consort Dowager Jing advised repeatedly, "Your Highness, you should return. Perhaps the Ninth Lord is really not in the residence. Everyone knows that he's often not in Imperial City. You can't wait here like this."
"Is Jiushang really not around or does he not want to see me?" Consort Dowager Jing was conflicted about this. She was most afraid of the second scenario.
