If Princess Jia Hua hadn't already seen Empress Yan's true colors, she would have been completely deceived by Empress Yan's demeanor.
She wasn't the seventh prince, and she wouldn't believe a single word he said.
Princess Jia Hua did not provoke Empress Yan; she remained silent and awaited further developments.
"Jiahua, I have no intention of being your enemy. I pity your situation, as your two children have been without their mother since childhood."
Empress Yan was very clever and knew what to say to better touch Princess Jia Hua's soft spot.
"Jiahua, if you just nod, I will release you." Empress Yan stood up, bent down, and squatted down, her eyes level with Princess Jiahua's.
"What does Your Majesty desire?" she asked.
Empress Yan smiled slightly: "In your handwritten letter, you persuaded the seventh prince to withdraw his troops. I will persuade the emperor to immediately confer upon the seventh prince the title of king and send him to his fiefdom."
Princess Jia Hua remained silent.
“In this way, Seventh Prince won’t have to bear the infamy of murdering the emperor and usurping the throne. You’ll still have someone to rely on, won’t you?”
Empress Yan couldn't understand why Princess Jia Hua would refuse.
“Jiahua, you should know that if you stay, Lao Qi will definitely not enter the city.”
"He has reservations, and you are his weakness."
Princess Jia Hua raised her eyes to look at Empress Yan, her tone unusually calm: "What if I die?"
Empress Yan's expression changed slightly.
“I will surely die within twelve hours. If Your Majesty can delay for twelve hours, what will happen after that? How does Your Majesty plan to explain yourself?” Princess Jiahua did not believe that Empress Yan would let her go.
Which of those sixteen girls wasn't innocent?
In the end, some died, some got married, and some were ruined.
Empress Yan, seeing that her words had no effect, became angry: "Zhao Jiahua, why are you so stubborn? Why do you always oppose me? I don't want to use torture on you. No one can endure the cannibalistic place that is the Shenxing Division. Even if the Seventh Prince really sits on that position, you won't live to enjoy it. What's the point?"
Princess Jia Hua smiled faintly: "From the moment I stepped into the Southern Frontier, I no longer wanted to live. If I die, His Highness will surely ascend the throne and support me, putting pressure on Northern Chu. My two children will definitely have a bright future. Wouldn't it be better for me to die and have a better future?"
"You!" Empress Yan's brows furrowed, unable to find a reason to refute.
Black blood suddenly trickled from the corner of Princess Jiahua's mouth, and her smile became even brighter: "Tell me, can a dead beloved, who died for him, stand against your childhood sweetheart?"
A flame ignited in Empress Yan's eyes, a mixture of anger and panic. She grabbed Princess Jia Hua by the neck: "Guards! Guards, come quick!"
Hearing people calling from inside, the palace maid hurried in.
"Quickly, go and fetch the imperial physician!"
"quick!"
The palace maid hurriedly went to fetch the imperial physician.
A moment later, the imperial physician arrived and took Princess Jia Hua's pulse. He stammered, barely able to speak, "It's an instant poison, Your Highness. The Seventh Prince's Consort's poison is hidden in her back molar. It's hopeless..."
"What do you mean it's hopeless? Heal it! Heal it for me, or I'll take your lives!" Empress Yan roared.
The imperial physician was on the verge of tears: "There's no cure for this 'blood-sealing' condition."
Empress Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and she clenched her fists tightly.
Hearing the commotion, the people in the next hall rushed over. When they saw Princess Jia Hua lying on the ground, bleeding from her seven orifices, Prime Minister Yan was so frightened that his legs went weak: "What, what happened?"
"Empress, what exactly is going on?" the Southern Emperor asked angrily.
Empress Yan lost her mind: "She was determined to die."
She had never seen a woman so clever, using her death to lure the Seventh Prince into a trap. If she died, the Seventh Prince would surely go mad.
"Quickly, treat him!" the Southern Frontier Emperor roared. "Summon the entire Imperial Medical Academy!"
Princess Jiahua smiled fearlessly, blood flowing uncontrollably from her mouth, her body growing colder and colder.
...
The Seventh Prince finally got to see General Zuo.
Letters kept arriving from within the city, some demanding that the seventh prince withdraw his troops and others proposing that he be granted the title of king.
All the civil and military officials, the lives of the people, and Princess Jiahua were all in the palace.
The seventh prince hesitated whether to withdraw his troops.
Changwei stopped the Seventh Prince: "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince's Consort once said that no one should be trusted unless they have a letter written in her own handwriting."
"Your Highness, if you withdraw your troops, these people will also face death."
"Your Highness, the city gates are open. Why don't we go inside and take a look?"
The Seventh Prince shook his head: "Send people into the city immediately. I need to know if Jia Hua is safe."
He worried that rushing into the palace would implicate Jia Hua.
Changwei frowned and volunteered to enter the city to inquire: "Your Highness, if the Seventh Prince's Consort were here, she would definitely not agree to your withdrawal of troops."
"She's in the palace, how can I abandon her?"
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Changwei had no choice but to go into the city.
"Your Highness!"
General Zuo stopped Changwei and looked at the Seventh Prince: "When the Seventh Prince's Consort summoned me, she sent someone to deliver a message that if Your Highness leaves the city and the Seventh Prince's Consort does not have the opportunity to leave, then the Seventh Prince's Consort will never live on. She will commit suicide within twelve hours of being captured, and will never allow herself to become a weakness that threatens Your Highness."
The Seventh Prince's pupils contracted, filled with disbelief: "What did you say?"
“The Seventh Prince’s Consort has already resolved to die. You should not betray her good intentions.” General Zuo cupped his hands and said, “If Your Highness does not believe me, just send someone into the city to ask for a letter written by the Seventh Prince’s Consort herself, or send someone to see the Seventh Prince’s Consort.”
Changwei stepped forward: "This subordinate is willing to go!"
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