143 Public Resentment
◎Your Majesty is sick and confused◎
"How dare you! What are you going to do?!"
Fu Hua was horrified. He had been spoiled since childhood. Although he knew some martial arts skills, they were all fake and would be useless when facing the real thing. He hurried to the back of the altar to beg for help.
"Someone come and protect me!"
"You dog emperor, you have ruined so many families and yet you are still shameless!" The young man stood in the crowd. People who looked like ordinary people kept coming forward. The rioters came prepared and behaved in an orderly manner.
The civilians were already feeling suffocated, and this spark ignited them. Some rose up in resistance, attempting to break through the guards' defenses. Others, powerless and helpless, burst into tears, and the scene was momentarily in chaos.
During the confrontation, the guards should have protected Fu Hua. There were both true and false stories in this. He was doing evil and was not worthy of his position. The guards protected him out of the duty of the clothes and for the salary.
There were gunfights and collisions. Someone broke through the boundaries tightly controlled by the guards and ran towards Fu Hua's altar, but was thrown off balance by an arrow that came out of nowhere. The arrow went through the crowd and pierced the man's chest.
Some people were injured, some were killed by mistake, and several children could not withstand the effects of the knockout drug and suffocated to death.
The drizzle fell, like the sobbing cry of a child, and the chaotic situation just now seemed to subside.
The children fell one after another, time passed little by little, and the whole scene was silent.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Along with the sound, an arrow shot out from the crowd, hitting Fu Hua right in front of his eyes. This was a warning: if something like this happened again, the arrow would come down again, and it would definitely pierce his head with precision.
Looking back, the young man who was leading the group put away his arrows and ran out of the crowd. At the same time, the hundred or so people dressed as common people behind him rushed forward, as if they were deliberately giving the young man time to escape.
"There!" Fu Hua pointed at the crowd and shouted, "Catch him!"
There were people along the way trying to stop them, and the guards did not catch the culprit. In fact, these people had the same idea. They were also very disdainful of Fu Hua's actions, but their identities meant they could only be used as guns.
There was a riot at the altar and the emperor was assassinated. Fu Hua's ceremony to pray for the eternal rule of the country was ultimately ruined.
After returning to the palace, he became even more suspicious, his eyes flickering every day, always feeling that someone was trying to harm him. Given his current situation, it was natural that Qianyu wouldn't come to see him, and Bai Yi couldn't persuade him, so he decided to turn a blind eye. Occasionally, ministers would offer their advice, but when their good intentions repeatedly fell on deaf ears and received no response, it was all in vain. At this moment, he was truly alone.
"The sacrificial ceremony was left unresolved. His Majesty discovered that there seemed to be traitors among the crowd and ordered General An to investigate and quell the rebellion."
"Doesn't that mean there are no military generals guarding the capital?" This gave Rong Qianyu an opportunity.
Rong Pan said, "Your Majesty has requested that you join us in the altar offering sacrifices to heaven on the fifteenth day of next month, and that you must go."
"Didn't you tell him that I was not feeling well?" Rong Qianyu asked.
Rong Qianyu tried her best to avoid some scenes unless she had to appear at the same time. She was the first one she didn't want to see Fu Hua.
Yuan Qing added, "Concubine Jing has been helping Her Majesty with harem affairs lately. The princess is young, and Concubine Jing asked, when can Her Majesty return to take charge?"
Rong Qianyu understood what he said, but he was just asking her when she would take action.
Rong Qianyu quickly turned the Buddhist beads in her hand, her heart restless, and she said lightly, "It's almost time." This time, the emperor was assassinated, and as the queen, she should go to see it. To this end, she specially dressed in gorgeous clothes and went with all her luggage in a very high-profile manner.
"Your Majesty, are you okay? I heard something went wrong during the sacrifice."
"What are you doing here?" Fu Hua was lying on the bed in shock, looking at her coldly and turning his head away unhappily.
They have known each other for quite some time, yet they are still as close as ever. They are said to be husband and wife, but they know very little about each other. They are like strangers, not saying a word, neither of them willing to give in, and they have been husband and wife for so long.
Rong Qianyu continued to speak appropriately, without missing a beat. "Your Majesty, I am your first wife. When your husband is in trouble, isn't it my duty as a wife to come and see him?"
"You came to see if I'm dead or not."
"Your Majesty, you are judging a gentleman by your own standards. I am a woman, and my husband is my heaven. If the heaven collapses, how will I cope?"
Taking too many pills has a significant impact on the body. First and foremost, one must avoid anger and sexual activity. Extreme joy or sorrow are both detrimental to the body's absorption and can easily backfire and damage the body. And what Rong Qianyu wants is for him to destroy himself. The more she cannot get angry, the more she wants to provoke him, and the more she wants the entire Imperial Hospital to speak with one voice: "Your Majesty, may you be safe and sound."
Fu Hua sat up and asked, "Who is your God?"
This was not self-explanatory. It was Xue Ji, the eunuch, the one he looked down upon and killed with disdain, the lowest of low. "You are a cheap bastard!"
Rong Qianyu, on the other hand, neither denied nor admitted his words, and was not at all frightened by them. She stared at Fu Hua fiercely with a look she had never seen before. This look was full of provocation, a challenge to Fu Hua's imperial power. Her face was still gentle, but this look, for the first time, showed such a refusal to yield.
Fu Hua pursed his lips and took a deep breath, but he still couldn't calm the rage within him. His neck flushed with excitement. "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" He spoke with increasing agitation, his voice rising and falling, not at all like someone who had just experienced an assassination attempt and was in a state of panic.
"You've been blaming me for Xue Ji's death, so why not tell you clearly that I can kill Xue Ji, and I can also abolish your position as empress if I want to!"
Rong Qianyu remained polite and showed no sign of panic. "Your Majesty must be sick and confused."
Fu Hua's eyes widened as he continued to curse, "What's your purpose in coming here today?" He pulled the elixir given by the Taoist priest from his pocket and poured out a handful, trying to stuff it into Rong Qianyu's mouth. Rong Qianyu struggled, but was grabbed by the wrist. Fu Hua turned over and pinned her firmly to the bed.
Rong Qianyu struggled hard, but her body was pinned down by Sisi, and she was unable to break free. In the chaos, Rong Qianyu slapped Fu Hua in desperation.
Fu Hua was sobered by the slap, realizing that not only was his dignity as a man being trampled upon, but the dignity of the emperor was also being challenged. He then stood up, straddling Rong Qianyu and began to strip her clothes. It seemed easy to deal with a woman, but it was undoubtedly something only a person with low self-esteem would do. There was nothing to say except that it was a way to vent his anger.
"For so many years you have never treated me well. I have endured it for so long. I have endured it enough. He is just a eunuch, and I, the emperor, can do the same!"
His anger is a crisis every man faces, and a weak and incompetent man will often use it to solve problems. Men often find it particularly unbearable to be around young, handsome, educated, and married women. This isn't just due to their own pitiful self-esteem, but also because they feel inferior to others, which leads to a natural disdain and disgust for their own kind.
But the person who appeared beside Fu Hua was not such a person, but a despicable, incomplete, and the lowest eunuch in the palace. Being overshadowed by such a person was undoubtedly very humiliating. The more gritted his teeth were in his smile, the more incompetent and fragile he was.
"Get up, let me go!" Rong Qianyu struggled, and the medicine was about to be swallowed.
Fu Hua dug his hands into her neck, clenching them tightly with all his might, "You overestimate your abilities! Who do you think you are?"
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
Suddenly there was a voice at the door.
Fu Hua didn't stop moving his hands. "What's the matter?"
"Empress Ke, please come over!"
Fu Hua was annoyed. He straightened his clothes and turned to leave. "What a spoiler."
Before leaving, she knocked over the things Rong Qianyu brought for her.
Rong Qianyu lay in bed, gasping for air and coughing non-stop. He had pinched her so hard that his fingertips left marks on her fair neck. She rubbed her neck for a long time before slowly getting up and straightening her clothes. She was still in shock, her neck and wrists red from being pinched.
Today I finally saw the real Fu Hua. It turns out this is him, furious, shameless, incompetent, and extremely inferior.
"Princess, Princess, are you okay?" Rong Pan blurted out the word "princess", which made this meeting seem quite discordant.
"It's okay, it's okay." Rong Qianyu said casually.
"What's wrong with His Majesty? Why is he so harsh?"
"He's had enough, and I've had enough too."
"So what does your majesty plan?"
Fu Hua took a long sip of wine, as if nothing had happened, and proudly told Cui Rumei his thoughts. "Qianbei still needs Rongguo's help with some matters. Once this matter is resolved, I will depose her and make you the queen."
Cui Rumei submitted to him wholeheartedly. It would be better to say that she submitted to the imperial power rather than to him. This kind of obedience would be the same for anyone else.
"Your Majesty always says this, but it never happens. I am about to give birth, and I will definitely give birth to a prince for Your Majesty. When the time comes, can you make me the queen?"
"If I had not agreed to my mother's request to marry Princess Rong, perhaps none of this would have happened now."
"Your Majesty, don't worry. My brother wrote to me saying that it's not good for Your Majesty to be so worried. Your Majesty has not recovered from the shock you received last time. The next time you perform a ritual in the palace, you must properly dispel the bad luck. Now that everything is arranged, Your Majesty can rest assured."
Now it seems that Cui Rumei is simply a little bird that is docile and considerate, while Rong Qianyu is like a firecracker that will light up easily if lit, and explode on its own if not lit.
"But I still have to support her now, which makes me really angry."
"Then why not next time..."
next time……
Rong Qianyu will not allow this to happen again. All actions are proceeding in an orderly manner and everything that needs to be done has been done.
"Your Majesty, our men have already entered the city. Most of the guards on the fifteenth have been replaced by ours, and the elite Jinyiwei in the capital have been dispatched to suppress the riot and the Empress Dowager's palace. General Xiao and Lord Wu's men are supporting us in the outer city. When the palace is stabilized, they will send a signal flare, and the outer city will take Your Majesty's token and enter the palace to rescue you. Rongguo sent a letter saying that everything is based on Your Majesty. In the next few days, the families of officials above the fifth rank will be allowed to enter and leave the harem. The ministers will have no objections, so it can be said that everything is safe."
"Fu Hua should be calculating that I will pass away tomorrow so that there will be room for Cui Rumei." Rong Qianyu applied the medicine. He used to have a little hope for Fu Hua, but after this incident, he had no hope at all.
That night, Rong Qianyu took out Xue Ji's sword and wiped it. "I didn't want it to come to this. They've gone too far."
"The people still admire the Empress very much in their hearts. It is not a case of going without a good name. You should not worry too much."
Meanwhile, in Cui Rumei's palace, Fu Hua was not sleeping well, sweating profusely. "Help, help!"
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Cui Rumei hurriedly hugged him and asked.
Fu Hua suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Cui Rumei, "There's a ghost! There's a ghost trying to kill me!"
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