"The servant dislikes the Imperial Concubine for no other reason than that she is not the Princess's birth mother. Even until death, the servant will stand by the Princess's side. No matter how good the Concubine is to the Princess, the servant does not believe the Concubine can replace the Empress in the Princess's heart!"
Qingmei was very candid. After speaking, she kowtowed: "Although the servant hates the Concubine, she has never thought of destroying her belongings. Such actions would make things difficult for the Princess, and the servant would rather die than cause distress for the Princess."
"May the Emperor discern this. This is the entire truth of what the servant thinks."
Jing Jia listened silently. Beneath the veil, two streams of tears had long fallen.
Tearful, Zhi'er stepped forward to help Qingmei up: "Sister Qingmei, you are still with child. The ground is cold; you must not kneel for too long."
"You would not do such a thing, I believe you!"
