The Empress looked at Wen Chuyun’s terrifying face, her brow furrowing slightly as her stomach churned with revulsion. She had never seen the aftermath of Wen Chuyun’s injuries before, and the sight before her was utterly repulsive. It was no wonder the Emperor could not even bear to glance at her; even an ordinary man in the streets would likely have taken a concubine without hesitation if faced with such a wife.
"Hmph, you certainly have a silver tongue," the Empress sneered, flicking her handkerchief aside. "But why should this palace believe you? Could you truly be unaware of that incident involving the drum of grievances?"
A surge of hatred boiled within Wen Chuyun. She would never forget the agony of her disfigurement. Yet, at this moment, she had to swallow her humiliation, knowing full well that only by obtaining the miracle drug could she find a chance to reclaim her status.
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