Poison wine is made by rinsing wine with the feathers of a poisonous bird, which is said to feed on venomous snakes.

After they consume a venomous snake, the poisonous snake's kidneys secrete a pungent, sticky substance that extracts the venom and breaks it down into something finer than powder.

Finally, the poisonous powder seeped into the bird's skin with its sweat and gradually evaporated as it flowed along its feathers.

For this reason, the feathers of the dove contain a great poison. Wine made by soaking these feathers is a highly poisonous wine. If drunk, a person will bleed from all seven orifices and die within moments.

Moreover, there is no cure for this poison.

When the scheme failed, they could not escape death. However, even if they died like this, Consort Chu was unwilling to accept it.

The Chu family was once so glorious. His father, his eldest brother, and his second brother had all fought on the battlefield and won great fame. The Chu family deserved a share of the credit and hard work for the Great Qi Empire!

How did he promise his father that he would marry her with a grand wedding procession?

He said he would love her for the rest of his life, and although it was a disservice for her to be a concubine, he would never let her suffer any injustice.

He said the Empress was just the Empress, but she was his wife in his heart, and his son was the child he loved most!

But now, what does the Chu family have left?

Family destroyed and people killed!

She kept saying she loved her son the most, but then she turned around and made the third prince the crown prince!

That woman remained the Empress, the mother of the nation, while she went from being a Noble Consort to Consort Chu!

Her son, however, was here pleading desperately for his life!

This position should have been his son's all along. Why should he risk his life to get back what's rightfully his?

Although the plan outside the palace failed, and the plan inside the palace was also ruined by that old witch, the Empress Dowager, it's not over yet!

Consort Chu looked at Emperor Qingyuan, the man she had loved and fought for her entire life, yet who had deceived her for her entire life. Her heart was filled with as much resentment and desolation as she felt.

As a noblewoman of the Chu family, how could she engage in a losing proposition? Power and people—she must ultimately obtain both, or she would die with regrets!

After drinking the poisoned wine, Consort Chu felt a burning sensation in her abdomen, followed by a sharp pain. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She knew she was about to die. She looked at Emperor Qingyuan with deep affection and despair, her tears falling to the ground like broken beads.

Even though the pain made her tremble all over, she still did her best to maintain the deep affection in her eyes, her gaze towards Emperor Qingyuan filled with endless longing.

Her entire life's thoughts were on Emperor Qingyuan. She had mastered the art of using that expression to make him happy and to make him feel sorry for her.

Sure enough, even though Emperor Qingyuan was disappointed and angry at them for joining forces to force him to abdicate and rebel, when he actually saw his first love, the white moonlight, on her deathbed, looking at him with lingering affection, most of his anger dissipated!

He truly loved Consort Chu and also truly doted on the Fifth Prince. If they were just ordinary people, he would definitely cherish them both and entrust all the family business to their son.

But he was the emperor, the ruler of a country, and he could not treat the Great Qi empire and its people as a joke.

The fifth prince is mediocre in talent, ambitious, and impetuous, and is not capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities.

If the mother and son hadn't been so ambitious and had behaved themselves, he could have spoiled the Fifth Prince as he had spoiled Xuan Yuanche, given him a rich fiefdom, and made him the most honorable prince. But the hearts of the mother and son were restless!

Emperor Qingyuan was heartbroken at being forced to commit suicide by ordering the deaths of his most beloved woman and son, but there was nothing he could do!

Seeing Consort Chu gazing at him with boundless longing, Emperor Qingyuan could no longer sit still. He got up, walked to Consort Chu's side, helped her up, and embraced her.

Only then did he realize that Consort Chu had lost a lot of weight, and he suddenly remembered that it seemed like he hadn’t really looked at her properly in a long time, or enjoyed the flowers and a meal with her!

Thinking that his beloved would soon turn to dust and that they would be separated forever, Emperor Qingyuan could not hold back and shed two lines of tears.

Consort Chu had little strength left; her entire weight rested on Emperor Qingyuan's chest as she looked up at him.

"Your Majesty is crying!"

"Yes, for me?"

Emperor Qingyuan held her tightly, reluctant to part with her.

"Consort Chu!" she chuckled and asked.

Do you really love me?

Emperor Qingyuan understood that Consort Chu was not addressed with a respectful title; she was asking if he loved her if he disregarded his status as Emperor.

Love! He fell in love at first sight. At that time, Consort Chu was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, dressed in a red dress. She was beautiful in a flamboyant and passionate way, and he was captivated at first glance.

But the palace is a torturous place!

No matter how innocent, beautiful, or virtuous a woman may be outside the palace, once she enters these palace walls, she will all become cunning and two-faced within two years.

She was no exception.

They finally came to this!

Seeing that Consort Chu was in increasing pain, Emperor Qingyuan held her and nodded, then, as if afraid she couldn't see it, said something.

"Love, I've always loved!"

Consort Chu then smiled.

"That's good. Your Majesty, I am not a fool who has nothing!"

Your Majesty, I'm used to being domineering!

We can't end up with nothing!

Thankfully, you're here!

After speaking, Consort Chu used her last bit of strength to pull out a medicine needle hidden in her sleeve and plunge it into Emperor Qingyuan's heart.

Seeing the shock and disbelief on Emperor Qingyuan's face, Consort Chu smiled with great satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, it's the same poison!..."

Before Consort Chu could finish speaking, she had reached her limit, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and died.

Emperor Qingyuan stared blankly at the needle stuck in his chest, completely dumbfounded!

It wasn't until Consort Chu rolled off Emperor Qingyuan's arms and onto the ground that the others noticed the needles stuck in his body. They were immediately terrified, calling for the Crown Prince and the imperial physician, and others to carry her away. The hall descended into chaos.

When Consort Chu first stabbed him, he only felt a sharp prick. It wasn't until she fell to the ground that he felt a sudden, intense pain in his chest, and Consort Chu's words echoed in his ears.

"The same poison"

I only realized what it meant then, and my mind went completely blank!

He only woke up when the Crown Prince and Eunuch Liu came to lift him up, and he raised his hand to remove the medicine needle.

However, the syringe was empty, and no one knew what Consort Chu had injected into Emperor Qingyuan.

When the Crown Prince arrived, he took off Emperor Qingyuan's clothes and saw that his chest was covered in black and purple stains. Emperor Qingyuan was also in pain and was covered in sweat!

"This poison is so potent!"

The Crown Prince couldn't help but ask

"What kind of poison is this? Is there an antidote? Quickly, give it to Father!"

A prince said tremblingly

"It's hard to say. Judging from the skin alone, it's difficult to determine what kind of poison it is!"

The imperial physicians, upon seeing the patient, were all at a loss and knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

Emperor Qingyuan was in so much pain that his veins bulged, but after the initial panic subsided, he remained relatively calm and gritted his teeth.

"It's poison!"

Is there a solution?

"Ah? This, this, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Your Majesty, please atone!