C487 Dislocation Entering the Cold Palace

"Your Majesty, the empress!" Noble Consort Yuan suddenly knelt upright and turned to look at the Queen, her jade-like fingers piercing straight through, her face filled with pain, her eyes revealing her sternness, her voice rising steeply, a deep grievance, a challenge to her authority, "Although you did not come out, the sisters of the palace still worship you, and are willing to be controlled