The Wicked Empress Returns Home, Exposing the Concubine's Daughter Who Stole My Mother's Identity

I was the wicked woman everyone in the capital wanted dead. After killing Noble Consort Gui with my own hands, I became the new emperor’s only empress and was ordered to return home for a visit. I looked at my relatives from all nine branches of the family kneeling before the imperial carriage, but my mother was nowhere to be seen. My father was drenched in sweat, and my four older brothers mumbled and hesitated. After a long while, they pointed to the young, beautiful woman beside them and said she was my mother. I smiled. I had grown up by my mother’s side. How could I possibly fail to recognize her? So I ordered my attendants to strip the woman of her clothes and jewelry, then had them chop off the pair of hands wearing the bracelets my mother loved most. Then I questioned her. “Where is my mother? Who gave you the nerve to use her things?”