C422 She Poisoned Me

Dark clouds loomed over the city, casting a somber hue on the red bricks and white tiles of the palace. Inside the opulent quarters of the Imperial Consort, a richly dressed woman paced back and forth, her anxiety palpable.

"It's over, it's over," she muttered through clenched teeth, glaring at Nanny Zhao, who knelt trembling on the floor