"Thank you, Imperial Noble Consort."
He hastily drank the tea, placing the cup back on the table under Dowager Consort Yu’s gaze.
The Imperial Concubine was truly kind to him, even having a servant pour him tea at such a critical mont, he must...
Sothing’s wrong!
Suddenly, the head steward’s expression changed, and he turned abruptly to look at Dowager Consort Yu.
"Imperial Noble Consort, you... ugh!"
With a sharp pain twisting in his stomach, he finally realized what was wrong; Dowager Consort Yu clearly wanted to silence him.
Having been with Dowager Consort Yu the longest, he knew all of her secrets. His words could be the strongest evidence of her grave cris.
Right now, the person who most wanted him dead was not Prince Zhan, but Dowager Consort Yu!
"Imperial Noble Consort, how ruthless... your heart is. I did so much for you, and you actually... poisoned ." He endured the pain in his stomach, trembling as he pointed at Dowager Consort Yu.
It was his own panic that made him fall into Dowager Consort Yu’s trap.
The agony inside was overwhelming, and he collapsed to the ground, vomiting black blood.
"If you don’t die, it would be instead!"
Dowager Consort Yu sneered coldly, looking indifferently at the poisoned head steward.
He was just a servant, a re dog she kept by her side. He gave her his loyalty, and she gave him so money. What was so ruthless about that?
After a while, the head steward finally died, eyes wide open in death.
"What a nuisance!"
Dowager Consort Yu cursed and then called out to those outside.
"Co in."
The people outside heard her and quickly entered. They were all little maids, and upon seeing the head steward lying dead on the floor, poisoned, they were all shocked.
They had seen people die at Dowager Consort Yu’s hands before, those unruly n, many had fallen.
But the head steward was Dowager Consort Yu’s most trusted person, and now he had been poisoned by her? They cautiously glanced at Dowager Consort Yu, wondering if they might be next.
"Imperial Noble Consort."
They dared not say more, bowing to Dowager Consort Yu.
"Drag this unlucky thing out of here and clean up." Dowager Consort Yu lightly covered her nose with her kerchief as she ordered.
"Yes, Imperial Noble Consort."
The maids dared not delay, using all their strength to drag the head steward away.
The so-called clean-up ant tossing the body into the abandoned well in the Cold Palace, a suggestion originally made by the head steward himself.
Little did the head steward know that one day he would join the dead at the bottom of the well he had spoken of.
The head steward’s end was nothing short of ironic.
Once the body was dragged out, Dowager Consort Yu took a deep breath and stepped outside.
"I’d like to see just how bold Prince Zhan is to dare surround my mansion." She was to et Prince Zhan; she had often heard the Retired Emperor speak of how formidable he was, but in the end, was he not just a man?
She couldn’t believe that with her charms, she couldn’t sway him; eventually, he would fall for her allure, and how could he possibly make things difficult for her then?
"Mother Consort, Mother Consort, have you heard? Our mansion is surrounded. Is it true?"
The ten-year-old Fifteenth Prince had heard the news and rushed from his courtyard, just in ti to encounter her at the entrance of Dowager Consort Yu’s courtyard. He imdiately asked.
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