It seemed that without using drastic measures, there would be no peace in his future.
If things were going to collapse, let them collapse fully; it would be better to end it decisively than to be constantly annoyed by this old woman.
"Your Highness, I truly cannot help you. You and Imperial Consort Hua are inherently different. If I offered you any advice, it would likely backfire."
Detecting the disdain in his tone, Imperial Consort Zhou's anger flared. "How could I be any worse than that seductive, shameless woman? Yue Mingxuan, tell me plainly."
Yue Mingxuan secretly smiled but deliberately put on a fearful expression.
"I dare not speak," he said.
If he spoke directly, he probably wouldn't be allowed to leave this place again.
Imperial Consort Zhou waved her hand.
"Say what you have to say, and I will pardon you."
She wanted to see just what Yue Mingxuan could come up with.
