Princess Consort Ji just couldn’t understand, how could a folding screen be poisoned? It’s not like you can smear poison on it without being detected, wouldn’t people smell it?

This doesn’t make sense, the method of poisoning is too clumsy, it almost blatantly says, I’m sending you a poisoned screen, wouldn’t that just expose itself without any effort? Who would be so foolish to poison like this?

She somehow recalled the operas she had seen, in history, there were Emperors who wanted to dismantle the vassal kingdoms, using various ingenious tricks, finding excuses to detain vassal kings, not allowing them to return to their fiefs or coming back to the capital city and not permitting them to go back to their territories, it was truly tragic.

It was heard that her son had already requested permission from the Emperor to return to their fief, but the Emperor did not agree.

Could it be just to keep them mother and son detained, they specially used this as an excuse, aiming to prevent them from leaving?

One must admit, Princess Consort Ji was thinking quite dramatically, imagining all this, the more she thought, the more she believed it to be true.

"This is outrageous, late Emperor, please open your eyes and see, how these people are bullying us mother and son." Princess Consort Ji was so angry, she slapped the bed.

Princess Consort Min glanced up, maintaining a solemn silence.

After Princess Consort Ji cried and cursed for a while, she pointed at Princess Consort Min and said: "You go change into the princess consort attire and accompany me to the palace."

She wanted to ask Empress Dowager Wang, that old woman, what was her intention, it’s her territory in the capital city, so why couldn’t she leave without all this drama?

Princess Consort Min frowned: "Dowager, we are not allowed to enter or leave the residence."

"I told you to go, then go, I have my way into the palace, just stop nagging." Princess Consort Ji glared at her fiercely.

Princess Consort Min had no choice but to leave.

As soon as she left, Princess Consort Ji instructed Xin Lan: "Stand guard at the door."

Xin Lan slightly curtsied, retreated to the door, but her eyes were watching the bedside.

There she saw Princess Consort Ji climb onto the bed and pull out a simple-looking box from the cupboard, square and plain, then drew the string around her neck, which had a brass key attached to it, opened the box, glanced inside, and took out the item to wear around her neck.

Xin Lan’s pupils slightly contracted, it was gleaming golden, palm-sized, unsure if it was a Tiger Talisman or something else.

Princess Consort Ji hid that gold medal inside her clothes, pressed on it, and exhaled a breath.

She could not bear to see her Ze’er being so humiliated.

On the other side, Princess Consort Min, assisted by Wan Chun and a few other maids, changed into the princess consort attire, and after dressing up properly, she sat in a soft sedan chair to meet up with Princess Consort Ji.

"Master, can we really leave the residence?" Wan Chun asked, holding onto the chair’s side.

Princess Consort Min glanced at her and said: "Perhaps." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Seeing Princess Consort Ji’s confident demeanor, there must be something she was sure of, otherwise she wouldn’t be so determined.

"With the situation unclear, is it really okay to enter the palace? I’m afraid it will anger the Emperor." Wan Chun worried.

Princess Consort Min, holding a Hand Warmer, reached out to touch her cold hand on the chair’s side, lowered her voice, and said: "At worst, we would be confined in this residence, which is no different to us."

Wan Chun was taken aback, then felt a pang of sadness.

Indeed, at worst, it would be confinement, but her master had long gotten used to such a life.

However, it was this indifferent attitude that made people feel sad from the heart.

Princess Consort Min slightly curled her lips, raised her head slightly, looking towards the glazed tiles of the mansion, hidden among the white snow, looming, further up, was the slightly grey sky.

Winter had long arrived, what was there to fear, confinement was not frightening, death was not to be feared either.