Chương 121: Hell's Fury [III]

Hearing the words of the little palace maid, Empress Duan Jing's face froze, and her voice became even more majestic. "Who is a witch, and what kind of witchcraft are you talking about? Talk clearly. If you dare to confuse anyone in this place, you know what the consequences will be for you!"

Concubine Li's incident had just subsided, and the people in the palace were still trying to get on their feet. She didn't want any more troubles.

The little palace maid was laying on the ground, trembling all over, and said with a crying voice. "Your highness, my Empress, everything I've said is true. This eldest lady of the Yang family is a witch, she can do witchcraft."

"Nonsense, she is the respectable eldest lady of the Yang family, and the future wife of lord Yuan, how can she be a witch?" Ning Huan asked anxiously.