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For a moment, everyone at the palace banquet was in a state of panic.

Someone is plotting to harm the heir of the dragon; this is a very serious matter.

Emperor Yuan immediately ordered that Consort Lan be moved to a side hall, and even the Empress Dowager, who had been about to leave, stayed behind and went to the side hall as well.

Song Qingning was the Commandant of the Capital City Department and a woman. She had just protected Consort Lan, so she also entered the side hall with the other concubines.

The atmosphere in the side hall was somber.

Emperor Yuan ordered the imperial physicians to preserve the imperial heir.

Separated by a screen, Consort Lan lay on a couch behind it, while the imperial physician busied himself with her. Consort Lan's cries of pain could be heard intermittently, indicating that her condition was quite serious.

After an unknown amount of time, Consort Lan let out a heart-wrenching cry, startling everyone.

The imperial physician came out, knelt down and reported, "Your Majesty, your humble servant... your humble servant has done his best, but the imperial heir is gone."

Emperor Yuan's face was gloomy.

Since entering the side hall, he had not uttered a word, his suppressed anger seemingly ready to erupt at any moment.

Although Song Qingning wasn't present in her previous life, she could still imagine the scene of the emperor's fury and killing the white cat from the look on the emperor's face.

Just now, when Tuantuan pounced on Consort Lan, she was agile and swift.

If she and the Empress hadn't known what was going to happen beforehand and hadn't been prepared, no one could have stopped the white cat's offensive based on mere last-minute reactions.

Fortunately, the white cat was blocked, and Consort Lan was also protected.

Consort Kelan suffered another miscarriage, likely not solely due to shock.

Song Qingning recalled the mixed fragrance she smelled on Consort Lan when she approached her earlier. Having been with Zhang Niangzi for some time, she could now identify the scents of some medicinal herbs.

The fragrance contained not only borage but also musk.

The glasswort grows deep in the mountains, and its fragrance can drive wild beasts mad.

Musk can cause pregnant women to miscarry.

During the chaos, Song Qingning tore off a sachet from Consort Lan's waist.

It's not about covering it up, but about protecting the evidence from being destroyed.

The person who orchestrated all of this was determined to cause Consort Lan's unborn child to miscarry. As long as the white cat pounced, the white cat would be the culprit.

They will surely incur the wrath of the emperor.

After that, a series of events will unfold naturally, just like in the previous life.

The strategist understood the emperor and Empress Meng.

But in this life, Empress Meng shielded the white cat with her own body, which changed everything.

But the inevitable retribution will still come.

As soon as the imperial physician finished speaking, a palace maid helped Consort Lan out from behind the screen.

Consort Lan knelt on the ground, her face deathly pale. "Your Majesty, someone must have deliberately tried to harm my child! My child is gone! Who was it? Who could be so cruel as to not even spare an unborn child?"

Lan Fei's scathing accusations, her sweat and tears washing away her original exquisite makeup, made her look disheveled, yet all the more pitiful and sympathetic.

Song Qingning looked at her and was surprised to find that Consort Lan's eyes were somewhat similar to those of Consort Shen in the portrait.

Besides her eyes, there was also the gentleness in her expression, which was very similar to that of Consort Shen.

So that's why Consort Lan was favored.

"You were pregnant, why didn't you tell me sooner?" The Empress Dowager's face was very unpleasant.

Consort Lan's personal maid also knelt on the ground, explaining on Consort Lan's behalf, "Your Highness only recently learned of her pregnancy and originally intended to wait until the pregnancy was more stable before announcing the good news, but who knew..."

"Our Lady's life is so miserable, Your Majesty, this servant dares to..."

The palace maid suddenly looked at Empress Meng, "This humble servant risks my lowly life to ask Your Majesty, why can't you accept the child in my lady's womb? The child is not yet fully formed; it may just be a princess!"

The implication was that Empress Meng wanted to harm the imperial heir in Consort Lan's womb.

Empress Meng was still holding the cat in her arms.

She sat beside Emperor Yuan, waiting for this moment to make her move.

"Daring? You little palace maid, you certainly have a lot of guts. Do you know that framing and slandering the Empress is a serious crime!" Empress Meng said calmly.

She came from the Meng family, a prominent clan with a history of over a century, and had also led troops into battle.

She possessed a murderous aura, but she had kept it hidden all these years, acting as a benevolent empress who embodied virtue and rarely revealing her sharp edge.

Empress Meng glanced at the palace maid and felt a chill run down her spine, even though the maid had powerful backers.

But the palace maid mustered her courage and said, "This servant dares not frame or implicate anyone. Everyone saw it just now. It was Her Majesty the Empress's cat that pounced on my lady. She was so frightened that she miscarried."

Consort Lan was stunned for a moment, as if reminded, and looked at Empress Meng, questioning, "Your Majesty, are you... really trying to harm me?"

Everyone looked at Empress Meng and the cat in her arms, including Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan's eyes were like knives.

In that instant, Empress Meng recalled Song Qingning's words: "The Emperor was furious and beheaded Tuantuan."

I'm increasingly convinced that it's more than just a dream.

The Emperor truly wanted to kill Tuantuan and drive her mad.

Empress Meng felt a chill in her heart and subconsciously hugged the cat in her arms even tighter.

She didn't look at Emperor Yuan, but met Consort Lan's gaze, and rebuked her, "Fool! Everyone knows that Tuantuan is my beloved pet. If I wanted to harm you, would I implicate myself?"

Empress Meng's scolding left Consort Lan stunned.

Empress Meng then said, "Just now, when I saw Tuantuan rushing towards you, I stopped her. If I truly wanted to harm you, why would I have saved you?"

That's true.

Even if Her Majesty the Empress truly couldn't tolerate the imperial heir in Consort Lan's womb and intended to harm her, she wouldn't use such a method.

She could have acted in secret, and she certainly wouldn't have chosen such a grand occasion.

This seems more like a scheme targeting Empress Meng.

Just then, one of the concubines noticed a sachet on the ground, picked it up, and asked, "Whose is this?"

Everyone looked over.

Song Qingning noticed that the palace maid looked flustered when she saw the sachet.

One of the concubines recognized the sachet, saying, "This sachet looks like Consort Lan's; I saw her wearing it at the palace banquet."

At this moment, every object arouses suspicion.

"May I have a look?" the imperial physician asked.

He then took the sachet, and after just a brief sniff, his expression changed drastically. "This...this contains musk, and besides musk, there's also..."

The imperial physician smelled it several more times and finally confirmed, "It's glass grass. Glass grass can drive animals mad."

Considering the white cat that had just pounced on Consort Lan in a frenzy, everything was self-evident.

The white cat went mad because of the glasswort.

Someone wanted to use the white cat to cause Consort Lan to miscarry, and also to implicate the Empress, killing two birds with one stone.

Empress Meng, holding the white cat, rose and knelt on the ground. "Your Majesty, I beg you to investigate who caused Consort Lan's miscarriage and to clear Tuantuan and my name."

Her words were firm and resolute, and the blood from the scratch left by the white cat on the back of her hand was still wet.

The atmosphere in the side hall was oppressive.

Emperor Yuan remained silent, his eyes still burning with rage.

He wasn't angry that someone wanted to harm the heir to the throne, nor was he angry that someone dared to frame the heir of a nation; rather, he was angry that someone had ruined the entire plan.

Empress Meng's mind was filled with Song Qingning's words: "In her grief, the Empress drew her sword against the Emperor. Afterward, she was stripped of her imperial seal and banished to the Cold Palace."

The irony grew stronger in my heart.

"Your Majesty, I implore you to find the mastermind behind this chaos!"