Noble Consort Zhou, who had almost run back to her own palace, threw the tray in her hand onto the ground and then lay on the chaise lounge, almost paralyzed.
She opened her hands and saw that her palms were covered in a cold sweat.
Then, she patted her beating heart and comforted herself," Ever since His Majesty drank that bowl of ginseng soup, there's no turning back! Otherwise, we will be the ones to die!"
After continuously tapping her heart, which was beating anxiously, she finally calmed down.
At this moment, Yuwen Feiye came in. When he saw Noble Consort Zhou's expression, his expression changed drastically. He looked around carefully, then walked past Noble Consort Zhou and said in disbelief, "Mother…"
Noble Consort Zhou looked at Yuwen Feiye and said calmly," Ye 'er, there's no turning back! Since we have embarked on this path, we can only continue walking down it. We cannot fail! Because,"
