As soon as Wang Ai finished speaking, all eyes turned to Imperial Noble Consort Ming. The gazes fixed upon her were complex and chaotic, and some even held a flicker of disdain.
No wonder the Emperor favored Imperial Noble Consort Ming night after night; could it be that she had been feeding the Emperor this stuff?
Even Emperor Qiwen turned his head to look at her, his eyes sharp and cutting.
Chapter 642