Chapter 3 Mother’s Fury
When she woke again, Imperial Consort Mother called me alone to the room.
Closed the door, turned and slapped toward me.
I stepped back to dodge, looked at her aggrieved.
"Imperial Consort Mother, why do you hit me?"
Imperial Consort Mother's eyes full of hatred.
"I told you to poison yourself, not your Imperial Brother! Tangyue, you disappoint me too much!"
My gaze passed her, glanced at Zhao Yan sleeping on the bed.
Eyelashes trembled, about to wake.
I knelt down suddenly, clutched Imperial Consort Mother's hem, teary.
"Imperial Consort Mother misunderstood me! If I could die for Imperial Brother, what is Tangyue's life."
"At the banquet start, I followed Imperial Consort Mother's order, put the poison in the fish soup. But unexpectedly, the kitchen mixed up the poisoned bowl..."
"Imperial Consort Mother, will Imperial Brother be okay? He drank the poison you gave me, you said it wouldn't harm life!"
Imperial Consort Mother pushed me away irritably.
"Incompetent in success, abundant in failure, can't even do this small thing right!"
Previously she pretended to care for me.
Now Zhao Yan poisoned, her plan almost failed, finally tore off the mask.
I covered the cold smile at my lips, saw Zhao Yan already opened eyes, then cried pitifully, banged my head toward the bed pillar.
"Failed Imperial Consort Mother and Imperial Brother, Tangyue can only die to apologize!"
"Tangyue!"
Zhao Yan propped his weak body, called me anxiously.
I stopped, rushed to his bedside, tears streaming, threw into his embrace.
"Imperial Brother, you finally woke! It's all Tangyue's fault, Tangyue sorry to you..."
I cried my heart out. Zhao Yan's eyes softened as he wiped my tears.
"Tangyue, this isn't your fault, I heard it all."
His reproachful gaze fell on Imperial Consort Mother, disapproving.
"Imperial Consort Mother, how could you let Tangyue poison herself?"
Imperial Consort Mother choked, frowned.
"Wasn't I to eliminate Fourth Prince? Without ruthless means, how to pull him down?"
"Then you shouldn't sacrifice Tangyue, she is your daughter, my only blood sister."
Before Qi Wanwan fell off the cliff, Zhao Yan was quite fond of me.
So as long as I acted pitiful, he couldn't bear to blame me, only blamed Imperial Consort Mother ruthless.
Facing Zhao Yan's accusing gaze, Imperial Consort Mother's lips trembled twice.
Thus, rift grew between mother and son.