The princesses, upon hearing Zhao Ji's punishment of his own son, Zhao E, couldn't help but look towards Shen Yue with awe.
In their minds, their father's thunderous rage was all for this Shen Yue.
Shen Yue was like a devil, bewitching their father's mind.
Shen Yue frowned slightly.
He knew this was not the case; Zhao Ji's anger seemed to have been accumulating for many years.
In his mind, he envisioned the scene where Zhao Ji was taken to the Northern Border and had irreconcilable differences with his son, Zhao E!
Wang Yuegong looked like she was about to faint, never dreaming of such an outcome. Still hopeful, she knelt to the ground and pleaded, "Your Majesty, E is just a child, and even if he made a mistake, it was unintentional. Please show mercy..."
Zhao Ji said coldly, "Wang Yuegong has failed in her supervision, refusing to admit her errors. Demote her to Palace Maid."
A cold wind blew, and everyone shivered, not from the cold.
