Feng Yao was stunned by Feng Qing's words. This wasn't what they had agreed on. Didn't she say she would do as told?
Feng Qing didn't care, continuing furiously, "My dear sister has quite some nerve, and the Feng Family is truly shameless. Is the empress's position the Feng Family's? It was won by my grandfather from the late Emperor, and yet you brazenly took it away. Now you want me to admit the switch of bridal sedan chairs, is there no justice?"
Just as Feng Qing's words fell, footsteps echoed from the inner hall, and a group of people emerged.
Leading the group were none other than Your Majesty and Regent King Rong Ling, followed by several courtiers and young noblemen.
They all cast their eyes towards the few individuals inside the East Hall.
The Emperor's face was extremely grim, his eyes angry as they glared at Feng Yao. She couldn't even manage such a simple task, did she deserve to be Empress?
