The Emperor wasn't deaf to Wen Zhaorong's manipulative, innocent-sounding act. He was simply unwilling to bicker with her over such trivial matters out of consideration for the child she had just lost.
Seeing Prince Zhao and his wife working in tandem and nearly driving Wen Zhaorong mad with rage, the Emperor had no choice but to intervene.
"That's enough from all of you."
Hua Qingqing forced a smile, her voice trembling.
"Your Majesty, please don't fault my sister. She only spoke up for my sake out of a sense of justice.
If Your Majesty insists on appeasing Wen Zhaorong, then please, punish me instead.
As long as it placates Your Majesty, I will accept any punishment."
She was, after all, a woman he favored. The Emperor couldn't bear to see her so humbled.
"Don't say that. I am not an unreasonable man. I will get to the bottom of this and will not wrong anyone."
Seeing this, Wen Zhaorong began to panic.
