Female supremacy: blasphemy of imperial power [Yuri/GL]

Chapter 67: Going Out

**Chapter 66**

"Though she is of the royal bloodline, she is not of Zhao Jun's blood!"

The book in Zhao Yang's hand fell to the ground, its pages scattering.

Perhaps it was because she had accumulated too many doubts in her heart that she didn't immediately refute Tao Yao's words. She had long thought that Zhao Jun was so ruthless and heartless that she wouldn’t care about blood ties, completely disregarding familial bonds. She had painted Zhao Jun in a terrifying light.

But if it turned out that they were not truly Zhao Jun's daughters, then her indifference to familial ties would make sense.

Zhao Yang picked up the scroll that had fallen onto her lap and asked, "How do you know this?"

Tao Yao replied, "I have my own channels." A hint of depth flashed in her eyes, disappearing in an instant.

Zhao Yang did not comment on this so-called channel, stating, "First, this must be a secret from the previous generation, and you wouldn't have been very old at that time. Second, this is a confidential matter; if it weren't well-hidden, Zhao Jun Yan wouldn't be so unrestrained, which means it must be thoroughly concealed. Third, your identity is indeed suspicious; to reveal such confidential information to me so easily only serves your purpose against Zhao Jun. In summary, how did you come by this information? It can't just be your own capability..."

Tao Yao thought that if she weren't sitting on the ground, she would have applauded Zhao Yang's analysis.

Tao Yao raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Could it be that you're wary of me?"

"After all, it's a hassle," Zhao Yang said flatly.

"Then what do you want to do?" Tao Yao tossed the question back to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang's slender fingers brushed over the surface of the book. "This matter is not urgent."

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Zhao Yang was waiting for a result from Zhao Huang, but she was not an impatient person. With Zhao Jun present, some matters would eventually come to light.

The situation with Zhao Huang was quite chaotic, as the men in the harem had recently caused quite a stir.

Zhao Huang thought that perhaps she shouldn’t discuss this matter with Zhao Yang.

"Are you saying that Chen Wan served him tea at Flower Guijun's place, and then he started bleeding from all seven orifices?" Zhao Huang looked at the frail-looking man before her. He still had some influence over her as he was the first among the eight to attend to her, Xue Wan.

Xue Wan had a look of terror in his eyes and said, "I wouldn’t dare to falsely accuse the Guijun; I am just truly terrified."

As he spoke, he knelt to the ground, trembling.

Zhao Huang's expression turned cold as she said, "Come here, summon Hua Wuyou."

She knew that Hua Wuyou had been a famous divine doctor in the world and had witnessed his skills. It would be easy for him to discreetly drug someone without martial abilities, but Zhao Huang did not believe that Hua Wuyou would be so blatant about it.

She had originally had four attendants, all of whom were unconventional and of distinguished lineage, granted to her by the former empress. After ascending to the throne, the status of these four had also risen greatly to that of Guijun, second only to the Empress.

When Hua Wuyou arrived, Zhao Huang was watching the door. As he looked up, his gaze met hers.

Uncertain if it was just a momentary daze, the Zhao Huang who had previously seemed inconsequential now felt cold in his eyes.