The princess regretted it.

The maids brought by Concubine Zhang did not dare to neglect the order and hurried to Cuiguo's residence. Cuiguo was soon dragged over and thrown in front of Concubine Zhang like a rag.

Cuiguo was in a state of extreme distress, her face pale and gray, as if all life had been drained from her. Her lips were pale and bloodless, cracked and chapped, slightly parted, as if she was struggling to breathe. She lay unconscious on the ground, at the mercy of the attacker.

Her waist and hips were even more grievous, stained with blood. Her once clean clothes were already soaked with blood, and the dried blood had formed into hard clumps, sticking to the clothes, making a shocking sight. I think it was from the twenty beatings with sticks before. Now, a faint smell of blood permeated the air around her.

Concubine Zhang frowned at Cuiguo's expression and ordered without a trace of pity, "How can I interrogate this man if I don't wake him up? Go get a basin of cold water."

A palace maid immediately took the order and went out. When she returned soon, Concubine Zhang coldly ordered, "Throw it on me!"

"Shua!" A basin of cold water was poured directly onto Cuiguo, soaking her whole body! She was already exhausted physically and mentally, and under the double torture of shock and pain, her body could no longer bear it, and she also developed a high fever. That's why she was unconscious at this moment, lying on the cold ground without any resistance.

It was already a chilly winter day, and after being splashed with cold water, Cuiguo slowly regained consciousness. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then her lips trembled slightly, letting out a few faint moans of pain and confusion. Slowly, with difficulty, she opened her eyes, a look filled with fear and bewilderment.

When she lifted her head with great effort and saw Concubine Zhang, sitting high in the throne, staring at her with eyes as cold as a pond in the depths of winter, Cuiguo felt a chill run down her spine. Her entire body trembled, her teeth chattering. With her trembling mouth, she tried to speak, but only a faint whisper came out, "Mother, mother~mother."

"Where did you and Jiaoyu go today? Why was Jiaoyu frightened? What did you do to make Jiaoyu so angry and want to punish you? You slut, if anything happens to my Jiaoyu, none of your family, young or old, will be able to escape." Concubine Zhang's voice was like an icy arrow, shooting straight at Cuiguo. Every word was filled with bone-chilling coldness and unquestionable majesty.

Although she was in a coma, she could still hear the noises in the palace caused by Princess Jiaoyu's illness, but she was unable to wake up at the moment. Hearing Concubine Zhang's question, Cuiguo's eyes were full of fear and grievance. She opened her mouth and wanted to answer, but her throat seemed to be choked by something, and for a while, she couldn't make a complete sound.

She could only slowly shake her head. Cuiguo knew that in Concubine Zhang's eyes, she had become the culprit for Princess Jiaoyu's illness. But wasn't she also a victim of this shock? But in this deep palace, who would care about her grievances and innocence? She could only stare at Concubine Zhang in despair, tears slowly filling her eyes.

"You won't tell me, right?" Concubine Zhang's voice suddenly rose. She thought of her daughter lying on the bed in such a pitiful state, and the anger in her heart could not be suppressed and kept rising.

Moreover, the Emperor had been favoring other women all day, and had become increasingly indifferent to her, the Imperial Concubine. She suffered grievances everywhere in this deep palace, feeling pent up but unable to vent her frustrations. At this moment, she didn't care whether Cuiguo was the real cause of her daughter's fright and illness. She only wanted to find an outlet to vent her anger.

"Then don't ever tell it again. Come, drag him away and deal with him." Concubine Zhang's eyes were filled with endless coldness and determination. She swung her sleeves violently, and the gorgeous brocade sleeves drew an arc in the air, depicting her determination at the moment.

Two palace maids stepped forward from the group she had brought with her and roughly pulled Cuiguo, who had been slumped on the ground, completely paralyzed by fear. Cuiguo's eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair. She appeared to be struggling desperately, but in reality, she was twisting her body powerlessly downwards, her mouth opening and closing as she uttered hoarse, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I've been wronged!" However, her weak cries seemed so insignificant in this majestic palace, and no one paid any attention.

The lights in the Jade Palace were ablaze that night, and with such a commotion, most of the palaces in the harem couldn't help but send people to investigate. However, Concubine Zhang had already warned everyone in the palace, and the servants in the Jade Palace knew of Cuiguo's tragic end last night, so they kept their mouths shut.