Weimo marched Su Wanzhao directly to the front of Chuigong Hall, where she could see Dean pacing anxiously outside the doors from a distance.
When the young eunuch turned and caught sight of the entourage, he hurriedly rushed forward, a forced smile plastered on his face. "Greetings, Noble Consort. What is the meaning of this?"
"Trouble yourself to find a rope," Weimo said, casting a cold glance at Su Wanzhao, who was being held fast by Wei Xiao. "Have her bound and thrown into the side hall. His Majesty will summon her later."
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