Hu Miaomiao jumped up swiftly, squinting his small eyes with a happy smile: "Reporting to Consort De, the situation is like this, someone harbored ill intentions and was seen through by His Majesty. He ordered the servant and Master Cao to lie in wait here, and sure enough, everything happened exactly as the wise and valiant His Majesty predicted…"
Listening to Hu Miaomiao, Xu De Consort's heart burned with anger, thinking how could the Emperor have such a talkative servant, forming a stark contrast with himself, could it be that they are complementary?
After silently complaining for a few moments, Xu De Consort interrupted Hu Miaomiao again, holding a whip in her left hand as she tapped her right palm, giving Hu Miaomiao a fierce look: "Make it short, I give you three sentences to explain the matter clearly."
Hu Miaomiao's eye twitched, and his smile faded a bit. Legend had it that this Consort was a killing god, indeed, she had a murderous aura, ready to strike a pose.
