Inside the Changchun Palace, Meng Qianqian met the Emperor's biological mother, Consort Li.
Consort Li was dressed in a goose-yellow palace gown, with an eight-tailed pure gold phoenix hairpin adorning her hair. This attire brought her status just one step away from that of the Empress.
Meng Qianqian lowered her eyes and did not look directly at the Consort's face. She knelt and bowed courteously along with Ban Xia.
Lu Luo couldn't help but exclaim, "Noble Consort, you are so beautiful!"
She was not trying to flatter Consort Li; rather, she was genuinely awestruck by her beauty. Even after giving birth to a Princess and a young Emperor, the passing years had left barely a trace on her features.
She was stunning beyond words—a beauty capable of toppling cities and nations. To call her a vision descended from the heavens would not be an exaggeration.
Lin Wan'er, upon hearing Lu Luo's comment, instinctively looked up to glance at Consort Li.
"How dare you!"
