Zhao Junyao left the court, his expression grim as he headed for Ningshou Palace.
The Empress Dowager had long been mentally prepared. She had already heard about Lady Shih being driven out.
Her heart ached dully! Her son whom she had raised, how could she not understand him? This time, she feared it was going to be another uproar. But no matter what, she still had to do it.
Sister Qing's expression was grave as she hurriedly walked in.
"Your Highness, the Emperor is here!"
The Empress Dowager nodded, showing little surprise.
"I am aware!"
No sooner had she spoken than Zhao Junyao burst in. His face wore a smile as cold and piercing as thousand-year ice in a dark, deep abyss!
"Empress Mother!"
These two words were laden with anger, disbelief, and a hint of unwillingness!
The Empress Dowager's expression was very calm, as usual.
"My Imperial Son has arrived!"
