At the same time, in another part of the Imperial Palace, Prince Rui, Qin Jinhao, was also meeting with his mother, Consort Jiang.
His thick, sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted as he said to Consort Jiang, "Mother, this time Father has sent Mu Xiong to suppress the beast tide. Why do I feel there is manipulation involved?"
Consort Jiang played with the flowers in the vase, her lips curling into a smile, "Naturally, someone is stoking the fire."
Qin Jinhao's gaze darkened as he asked, "Is it the Empress and the Crown Prince?"
Consort Jiang nodded. In the palace, sometimes news travels even faster than outside.
The Empress thought she was flawless in her actions, yet little did she know that Consort Jiang had already placed people by her side. Consort Jiang smiled disdainfully in her heart and continued to arrange the vibrant flowers she had picked from the Imperial Garden.
