With no other choice, Liu Xia gritted her teeth and began to confess everything in a rush.
As Shen Roujia had suspected, there was only one person who would dare to act in such a way, choosing a time when both the Emperor and the Crown Prince were away to cause trouble. The palace had certainly been prepared for this, and if something happened to An’er, and Shen Roujia herself fell ill, it would be the best outcome for that person.
Shen Roujia coldly observed Liu Xia, realizing that the conspirators never considered how many people this scheme would harm or how many lives it might cost.
“What did she promise you that made you do such a thing? I heard that one of the people who contracted smallpox was your childhood friend.”
Liu Xia’s eyes reddened. “This servant truly didn’t know what those things were. They just instructed me to stuff those pieces of cloth into the nanny’s clothing. I didn’t know what they were!”
Tears streamed down Liu Xia’s face as she choked out, “If I had known, I would never have been tempted by the fifty taels of silver.”
As expected, Consort Shu never intended to leave anyone alive. This Liu Xia had come into contact with those contaminated items but had not yet fallen ill, suggesting she might have some sort of natural immunity.
Shen Roujia looked Liu Xia up and down. “Have you felt any discomfort lately? Any red spots on your shoulders?”
Liu Xia shook her head without hesitation, clearly unaware of the situation.
“Your Highness, do you mean those cloth pieces were the cause? But I was the first to handle them. Will I die?”
For a moment, Shen Roujia couldn’t answer. It was possible that Liu Xia had some innate antibodies, which might explain her current condition.