Jin Fengzhao was pinned down on a soft couch, her clothes being ripped apart by the Empress's people, looking utterly disheveled. The cries of the various women in Zhaoyang Hall mingled together, creating a magnificent chaos.
Suddenly, a green object flew out, falling crisply to the ground.
The palace maidens and matrons continued, but the Empress's face had already changed color.
What did she see?
Qingluan Jade?
How could the Qingluan Jade be in Jin Fengzhao's hands?
No, no, this couldn't be possible.
For years she had coveted the Qingluan Jade, which represented the lineage of the Jin Imperial Clan and was to be passed only to the Empress and the Crown Princess Consort. Yet, it disappeared with Xiao Qinqin and couldn't be found. Unexpectedly, it was on Jin Fengzhao.
"Stop, all of you stop," the Empress yelled, her eyes wide as she bent down to pick up the green jade pendant.
