One sentence left Consort Rou speechless, her face turning pale and then red, and she stammered, unable to utter a coherent sentence.
As they walked towards them from under the eaves, it turned out to be two princes and their relatives.
Zhao Zhiyan also rushed over.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhiyan paused in his steps.
“Your Highness’s words have reminded me. I saw it with my own eyes. Consort Rou was also stabbed by a sword. Why is she still standing here unharmed?” The old prince was the first to challenge.
Consort Rou swallowed hard, her neck stiff, and said, "Perhaps my sword and the princess's sword are not the same."
"No, it's the same sword!" The old prince's tiger eyes widened: "The assassin came for the Emperor that day, the princess shielded him with her body, then the assassin drew his sword again and attacked, and the Imperial Concubine was assassinated..."
"Nonsense! I inflicted these wounds myself. How could I have been poisoned like Princess Jia Hua?" Consort Rou blurted out.
She regretted her words as soon as she said them and quickly explained, "No, that's not how it is."
The more anxious you are, the less you can explain yourself.
Consort Rou, in a fit of anger, glared fiercely at Song Yue: "You deliberately set a trap for me!"
Song Yue shook her head: "Since they are assassins, all the swords must have been poisoned. I remember that the Imperial Prison has records of this matter. Even if they were not poisoned, how could the Empress Dowager be so sure that any of them were not poisoned? Also, the Empress Dowager should be guarding the imperial mausoleum, not presiding over the sacrificial ceremony. Her appearance is too coincidental."
"You wretch, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Consort Rou was furious and raised her hand to strike her, but Song Yue easily dodged it.
Song Yue turned her head to look at Zhao Zhiyan: "Eighth Imperial Uncle, why don't you explain what's going on?"
Zhao Zhiyan's eyes were cold as he stared at Song Yue.
He ignored all of these problems.
He didn't know how to respond if the topic was brought up abruptly.
“There’s another possibility: the Imperial Concubine Tai might have the antidote in her possession,” Song Yue said.
“Mr. Song, this is just your guess and it doesn’t count at all.”
Xu Lingqing was also rushing towards Zhao Zhiyan from the direction behind him.
After a long absence, Xu Lingqing looked noticeably thinner. Today, she was dressed in a very elegant manner, wearing a silver-white shimmering brocade that reflected a glassy light in the sunlight with the slightest movement.
Six phoenix hairpins adorned her temples, swaying gently with her movements.
Her delicate and beautiful face added to her noble air.
"Wasn't Eighth Imperial Aunt nearly dying from poisoning? How did she recover so quickly?" Song Yue asked in surprise. "I remember the Empress Dowager personally interrogated the two palace maids, and there was no such thing as an antidote."
"The Western Regions Illusionary Beauty and the Heartless Powder are both extremely rare medicines. It's such a coincidence that the Eighth Prince's Mansion has been able to counteract them both," Song Yue sneered.
Xu Lingqing's brows furrowed with disgust: "Song, how dare you! To publicly contradict and slander your elders, do you know your crime?"
"Ha, Eighth Princess Consort, you have quite the temper! Your prince has only been appointed Crown Prince, not yet the Emperor. How dare you act so arrogantly!" the old prince roared.
Xu Lingqing's face flushed red instantly, and she looked at Zhao Zhiyan with a pitiful expression.
Zhao Zhiyan, however, kept his eyes fixed on Song Yue.
"Eighth Imperial Uncle, has the Emperor not treated you well? My mother has never harmed you. Why are you so unscrupulous in your pursuit of the throne?" Song Yue's eyes were filled with contempt. "When I paid my respects to the Emperor the day before yesterday, although he was angry, he was certainly not so ill that he couldn't get out of bed. This illness is too strange."
"Song Shi!" Xu Lingqing exclaimed urgently, "Are you questioning the Emperor?"
Song Yue shook her head: "How could that be? I just suspect that the Emperor's illness is suspicious and that the imperial decree was issued too hastily. You all don't know this, but my mother's poison was suddenly cured today."
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