No one dared to get up. A golden phoenix falling off the crown was no trivial matter.
Zhong Shanggong lowered her head. "The Palace Bureau has been negligent. I await your punishment, My Lady."
Wanyun set the phoenix crown aside. "Help me change. Just make sure the phoenix crown is properly reinforced."
Only then did Zhong Shanggong rise to help Wanyun change, her forehead still beaded with cold sweat.
Zhong Shanggong thought, 'It's a good thing it was Wanyun we encountered today. If it had been any other mistress, the Palace Bureau would have been doomed.'
The incident with the fallen golden phoenix soured Wanyun's mood. It felt like an omen from the heavens.
On the way back to Taiji Palace, Wanyun overheard palace maids gossiping along the path.
"Princess Consort Xian is so pitiful. If only she'd had a child, it wouldn't have come to this."
"A woman in the palace without a child by her side is bound to meet a terrible end."
