The token of the Imperial Guard was temporarily borrowed by Empress Yan.
She said that Madam Yan had committed many evils, and there might be disturbances at the funeral. The Yan family's suppression would only provoke a backlash, and the Imperial Guards were more powerful. She only wanted to leave Madam Yan with a shred of dignity.
Seeing Empress Yan's dying state, the Seventh Prince lent her the gift.
During this time, Empress Yan copied scriptures under his very nose, weeping every day, while Prime Minister Yan was also immersed in grief.
Who would have thought that the Yan family would change everything in Jincheng?
The Seventh Prince closed his eyes, recalling the disappointment in Princess Jia Hua's eyes and Xu Zhongcheng's anger. He took a deep breath: "How much longer until General Zuo arrives?"
"One day at most!"
"wait!"
"yes."
On this day, the Seventh Prince was tormented.
News from within the city kept pouring in.
Dozens of members of Xu Zhongcheng's family were killed at Caishikou. Miss Xu disappeared without a trace. Prime Minister Yan captured Princess Jiahua, tied her up, and sent her to the palace.
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang saw Princess Jia Hua again, and his anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He gripped his long whip and lashed it hard across Princess Jia Hua's body: "You wretched thing, if you hadn't provoked me, how could I have been imprisoned for so long?"
Whip after whip, the beatings were so intense they didn't satisfy my anger.
Princess Jia Hua gritted her teeth and remained silent.
The Southern Emperor suddenly threw down his whip, his eyes filled with greed as he stared at Princess Jia Hua's face. That familiar gaze sent chills down her spine.
"If the Emperor were to take action against me, do you know the consequences?"
"You dare threaten me?" The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang sneered, stepping on Princess Jia Hua's leg: "You're nothing but a lowly woman..."
"Your Majesty should send someone to the city walls to see how a hundred thousand troops are standing at the city gates!" Princess Jia Hua sneered.
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang frowned and looked at Prime Minister Yan questioningly.
“Your Majesty, she is exaggerating. Don’t listen to her nonsense. It will take at least ten days to half a month for His Highness to go and fetch reinforcements. I have already ordered him to be captured on the road he must take,” said Prime Minister Yan.
Princess Jia Hua sneered, "When Your Highness returned to the city, the 500,000 troops were divided into four routes, stationed in the southeast, west and south directions respectively. The last route of 150,000 troops was in Liancheng, which is only a hundred miles away from here. General Zuo set off five days ago. Why don't you calculate how long it will take to arrive at the earliest?"
Prime Minister Yan's expression changed slightly.
"General Zuo, the soldiers His Highness personally led have fought countless battles over the years and have been hiding in Liancheng. Does Jincheng have any troops to resist them?"
"Although you tricked Deputy General Zhou into coming here, the forces from the south and west are also on their way to Jincheng. With Your Highness holding the military tally, how long can Prime Minister Yan resist?"
Prime Minister Yan wished he could gag Princess Jia Hua, gritting his teeth: "You've been plotting this for a long time, separating military power, are you deliberately trying to keep the Emperor at bay?"
Princess Jia Hua immediately looked at the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang: "Your Majesty, once a person is pushed to a certain point, the Seventh Prince will definitely rebel, and Jincheng will be in Your Highness's hands. Your Highness has no intention of killing the emperor. As long as you obediently compromise, I will definitely plead for you. You must not make a mistake, or one wrong step will lead to another."
Perhaps Princess Jia Hua's words were too truthful, for the Southern Frontier Emperor paused, withdrew his foot, and looked at Prime Minister Yan with a cold face.
Prime Minister Yan quickly said, "Your Majesty, with Zhao Jiahua in our hands, we are not afraid that the Seventh Prince will not compromise."
"right!"
"Prime Minister, you overestimate me. To be honest, I had already taken poison before you captured me, and it would take effect within a day." Princess Jiahua smiled slightly, as if she had seen through your intentions long ago: "If you don't believe me, you can call the imperial physician."
At this moment, Prime Minister Yan wished he could strangle Princess Jia Hua.
Princess Jia Hua smiled indifferently: "Prime Minister Yan, if the coroner finds out about my injuries or that I was mistreated, do you think His Highness will go crazy and take his anger out on the Yan family?"
"You!" Prime Minister Yan was so angry he was half-dead. He refused to believe it and summoned the imperial physician.
After the imperial physician tremblingly took her pulse, he confirmed that Princess Jiahua had ingested poison, and a highly toxic one at that. As the two were talking, Princess Jiahua suddenly vomited a pool of black blood, her face turning deathly pale.
This truly startled Prime Minister Yan. He stared blankly at Princess Jiahua: "You! You are truly ruthless, capable of harming even yourself. Aren't you worried that the Southern Frontier will implicate the Northern Chu?"
Princess Jia Hua smiled calmly: "That depends on whether the Prime Minister lives to see that day."
Prime Minister Yan was completely helpless against Princess Jia Hua, so he had no choice but to turn to the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang.
At this moment, a guard rushed in to report: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has sent someone to say that spies from another country have infiltrated the city, and he will lead troops to search every house tomorrow morning for the assassins and their accomplices."
Where is the seventh brother?
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is currently stationed thirty miles outside the city."
"Your Majesty, the magistrate of Yuncheng County sent someone to say that General Zuo is leading an army of over 100,000 men through Yuncheng and is heading towards Jincheng."
Yuncheng is located between Jincheng and Liancheng.
The Southern Frontier Emperor panicked: "What, what should we do? General Zuo, that peasant, is always reckless. He only listens to the Seventh Prince. As long as the Seventh Prince gives an order, this peasant doesn't care about treason or anything, and dares to lead his troops to break in."
Prime Minister Yan was visibly flustered, gritting his teeth and feigning composure: "Your Majesty, if you order the Seventh Prince not to enter the city, and he dares to trespass, he will be disobeying the imperial decree, and you will have grounds to punish him."
Princess Jia Hua seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "If Your Highness wanted to rebel, would you care about these things? The Records of History only discusses success and failure, not the reasons!"
Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Yan was completely speechless.
"You wretch! It must have been you who instigated this. Seventh Prince has never been smart enough to separate military power. He's been obedient all these years, but everything changed when he met you!" The Southern Emperor punched and kicked Princess Jiahua.
Princess Jia Hua, fearless, coughed up blood repeatedly. Prime Minister Yan, afraid that she might actually kill her, quickly reached out to stop her: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Before things fall apart, let's calm down and negotiate properly with His Highness. His Highness wouldn't really rebel."
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