To think the Crown Prince had guts, but not this much.
In just one day, Eunuch Yu's entire perception of the Crown Prince was overturned.
Not just Eunuch Yu—even Emperor Liang himself, his biological father, suspected whether his son had secretly swapped with someone else.
Faced with Consort Hu's tearful complaints, Emperor Liang sympathized, but he also had a headache about it.
This wasn't a young concubine whom he could reprimand with a sharp word; given Consort Hu's age, one misstep and she might "fly to the heavens."
"Calm down first."
Emperor Liang said.
Consort Hu stepped into the Imperial Study Room, her voice trembling with sobs as she wailed, "Your Majesty! I cannot calm down! Please tell me—is Qi'er truly my biological grandson?"
At this point, denying it was futile.
The rebel son had already revealed everything to the Imperial Concubine, so it was only a matter of time before it became widely known.
It wasn't as if fire suppression could outpace arson.
