I Have Been Pretending to Be a Coward for Three Years Since I Entered the Palace, but Today I Can't Bear It Anymore

At the Queen's birthday party, the cakes she presented were found to be highly toxic. The imperial concubine was convicted in public, and the entire palace was waiting for her to kneel down and beg for mercy. But she stood there, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth. In three sentences, she brought to light the poisoned palace maid, the details of hiding the poison, and the mastermind behind the scenes. Even before the stick of incense was burned out, the deadlock was over.