"State Preceptor is a smart person." Consort Mei picked up the tea and took a sip. She smiled and said, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have stood by and watched when the princess was sent to the Xiongnu. He's so rational that he won't allow himself to make a mistake. I'm helping him. He can't wait to accept it."
The palace maid nodded as if she understood and said, "However, is what the monk said about being able to borrow the empress's fate true?"
"Whether it's true or not, I'm definitely going to replace her." A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Consort Mei's eyes. "After borrowing her fate and making my son the crown prince, I'll be merciful and get some monks to chant scriptures for them."
Shen Miao fell seriously ill.
Fu Ming had just come to see her and chatted with her for a while. Shen Miao wanted to find someone to ask about the recent situation in the Shen family. Just as she was about to leave the courtyard, she saw Pei Lang.
