Even Ye Jiu, when she first heard the words of the Princess Consort, took a long time to come back to her senses.
Once she recovered, she understood why the Princess Consort’s behavior had been so strange since their meeting yesterday.
She had already known the truth about this matter.
After all, she wasn’t too foolish; she had thought this woman would always treat that poisoner’s daughter as her own, wholeheartedly plotting for her own enemy.
But what of it? Things had already developed to this point, and even if she regretted it, there was no turning back.
Ye Jiu’s ruthlessness was just like when she had decided to coldly switch the children.
She said, "What of it?
Whose child I am doesn’t matter; what matters is that now I am a child of the Ye Family, and my mother is Madame He, that old lady who, in your eyes, has no manners and is mean!
From the moment you decided to switch the children, from the moment I was taken out of the Royal Residence, it was destined that there would be no relationship between you and me.
Princess Consort, if there is even a shred of regret and guilt in your heart, then treat Qin Zhou well, for it was your selfishness that cost him the chance to grow up with his biological parents. You owe it to him to make amends and treat him well!"
If it were not for Qin Zhou, Ye Jiu would not have said so much here.
But Qin Zhou is the biological child of the Ye Family, and Ye Jiu, knowing the truth, could not ignore his life or death.
"You know, you actually know all this?" the Princess Consort said in disbelief.
Telling the truth was an impulsive move, but she never expected that Ye Jiu would already know everything.
Back then she was so young, just a newly born child; how could she possibly know the sins she had committed!
Ye Jiu had only one thing to say, "If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it yourself. Don’t deceive yourself or others, and don’t target Qin Zhou again, otherwise, I will definitely make you, and the Liu Family, pay with your lives for Qin Zhou!"
"No, you can’t do this; I am your real mother, Jiujiu, I am your mother, you can’t treat me ..." the Princess Consort couldn’t accept it.
She was not afraid of dying; when she found out Ye Jiu’s identity, she thought, even if it cost her life, she must acknowledge her child.
However, as a mother, she could not accept that her own child, knowing the truth, could still be so ruthless towards her.
"Why not? You are my biological mother, thus, the same blood flows in both our veins, the same cold blood, merciless!
Just like when I was just born, you wouldn’t even hold me once, you just let others take me away!
Now, what right do you have to hope for my mercy?" Ye Jiu, too, was heartbroken, but when the pain turned numb, it was no longer felt.
Since she finally had the chance to speak out, why should she bear all the suffering she endured over the years alone?
"Do you know how terribly I cried when I was placed in that box, yet all of you turned a blind eye.
I was carried out of the Royal Residence, thinking at most I had lost my noble status, but I never expected that what awaited me was a bowl of poison!
The burning sensation of that poison going down my throat felt like being thrown into the midwife’s arms like trash, a feeling I still remember to this day."
Ye Jiu thought she could no longer feel pain.
Because back then, she had already suffered countless times.