652 Equivalent to Betrayal
The black-clothed man slapped Fuling, knocking her to the ground. “Who do you think you are? Do you really think that with the Consort Dowager backing you, you can become a young miss? You might be a treasure in the eyes of the Consort Dowager, but to others, especially the Lord, you are just a lowly servant. The reason the Lord spared your life is because of the Consort Dowager, but this is the only time. If this happens again, then you should go see the King of Hell.”
Fuling’s head was buzzing as fear overtook her.
The Ninth Lord was aware of their scheme. Their plan was so flawless, with the Empress as a scapegoat. How did he find out?
If the Ninth Lord could even investigate such a secret, wouldn’t he know everything she had done?
Thinking of this, Fuling panicked even more. Only now did she realize how small she was to the Ninth Lord, and she was still fantasizing about the throne of the Ninth Consort… But so what? The Ninth Lord was so outstanding that any woman would like him.
Was there anything wrong with her working hard to obtain what she wanted?
Understanding dawned on Consort Dowager Jing as well. She knew that her little scheme had been exposed. She started to tremble. “Where is Jiushang now? I want to see him.”
“Your Highness, don’t you think you’re breaking the rules by calling the Young Master by his name? His Highness doesn’t want to see you; you’re on your own. His Highness also instructed that if you summon the Consort, she can choose not to see you. You’d best not disturb her, or the consequences will be even more dire.” The man left coldly.
Although the guards had only been reduced by half, one could guess his master’s attitude toward her. Her classification as an important person had been removed.
Using emotions to scheme was equivalent to betrayal in the eyes of the master. This was a hundred times more detestable than what the Empress and Yu Yuefu had done.
The moment the man in robes left, Consort Dowager Jing slumped to the ground with a pale expression, her heart filled with panic and regret.
How did this happen?
Young Master… She had actually forgotten that she was only a maidservant of Ye Jiushang’s biological mother. In terms of status, Ye Jiushang was indeed her Young Master.
“Your Highness, what should we do now?” Fuling covered her swollen face. Her heart was also in chaos.
The development far exceeded their expectations. It was no longer something they could bear.
Although Consort Dowager Jing had some complaints about Fuling, she did not lose her temper. She said coldly, “You can leave first. I want to be alone.”
“Your Highness…”
“Step down.”
Fuling sensed Consort Jing’s coldness towards her and felt that something was amiss. She did not dare to say anything.
Everything she had today was given to her by Consort Dowager Jing. If she lost her favor, she would return to being a lowly maidservant.
No, that would not do.
Even if she could not marry the Ninth Lord, she had to use Consort Dowager Jing to climb up another branch. Only then could she escape her lowly status as a maidservant.