Rong Qingqing suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

He was willing to risk his life to put Feng Mo and Xie Jingrun on opposite sides.

This ruthlessness is terrifying.

Xie Jingrun dropped the knife in his hand.

Rong Qingqing hurried over, took his hand, and saw that there was blood splattered on the back of his hand. She quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it clean for him.

"Mother Empress—"

Feng Xin knelt beside Situ Jin's body, weeping uncontrollably.

Feng Mo held Situ Jin's mutilated body without uttering a sound, but his eyes burned with anger and hatred.

Rong Yiyi followed and knelt down in a panic beside her, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.

Feng Mo suddenly turned to Xie Jingrun and said, word by word, "I don't know what my mother did to anger the Emperor so much that he didn't hesitate to personally kill her and leave her without a complete corpse."

He emphasized the words "died without a complete corpse," as if they were being spat out from between his teeth, revealing...

Rong Qingqing immediately said, "The Emperor didn't intend to kill her. She suddenly rushed over and tried to assassinate him. She even confessed how she set fire to and killed Consort Li back then. She also wanted to burn the Emperor alive. She did it on purpose, deliberately trying to force the Emperor to kill her..."

"Enough!" Feng Mo suddenly interrupted her coldly, "Now that my mother is dead, the Empress is on the Emperor's side, so she can make up anything."

Rong Qingqing frowned, about to say something more, but Xie Jingrun stopped her, "Believe it or not."

Emperor Zhaojing and the Empress Dowager, who came out later, were also shocked to see such a tragic scene.

"What happened?"

Immediately, a guard stepped forward and reported what had just happened.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhaojing frowned and walked towards Xie Jingrun, "Xingxiu, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xie Jingrun's expression softened slightly.

Looking at the scene of fatherly love and filial piety before him, Feng Mo's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

His mother died tragically at Xie Jingrun's hands, but his father, the emperor, asked Xie Jingrun first whether he was alright.

How could his mother, a woman who couldn't even kill a chicken, possibly hurt Xie Jingrun?

They were husband and wife for decades, and even on his deathbed, he didn't offer her a single look of pity. It's truly tragic that things ended like this.

He felt both pain and anger in his heart. He picked Situ Jin up in his arms, and bright red blood dripped onto the ground, staining the hem of his robe, but he didn't care at all.

"Mo'er..." Emperor Zhaojing called out. No matter how much he hated Situ Jin, Feng Mo was still his son. Seeing his son like this, he felt a little sorry for him.

"Your subject takes his leave." Feng Mo didn't turn his head, and walked forward with Situ Jin in his arms.

Feng Xin and Rong Yiyi quickly got up and chased after them.

Emperor Zhaojing frowned, wanting to call them back, but the words caught in his throat. He sighed and could only let them go.

The Empress Dowager clutched her chest, watching her two grandsons walk away. It took her a long time to recover. Looking at Xie Jingrun, she said disapprovingly, "Even if Situ Jin has done something wrong, you shouldn't be so cruel."

Rong Qingqing frowned.

Judging from the Empress Dowager's tone, she knew the truth about Consort Li's tragic death back then. Even if she didn't know, she probably had doubts. But to speak like this now is really unsettling.

Was Xie Jingrun's mother's life not a life?

Moreover, Situ Jin had deliberately provoked Xie Jingrun just now.

How many people can remain calm when they hear of their own mother's tragic death and their enemy is right in front of them?

The Empress Dowager wasn't really indignant on behalf of Situ Jin, but rather felt sorry for Feng Mo.