Chapter 225 Killing Fu Zhixing
"I had no idea that Editor Fu and I had become so deeply in love!"
Concubine Zhao sneered, "What? Concubine Xi doesn't dare to admit it? The Liu and Fu families both know about your friendship. If the emperor doesn't believe it, you can send someone to investigate."
Liu Yuetang ignored Concubine Zhao, lifted her skirt and knelt down in front of Xiao Heng.
She raised her chin, her eyes piercing Xiao Heng's deep eyes: "Your Majesty, do you believe me?"
Xiao Heng stared at her shimmering, shattered light and spoke slowly, "I only have one question for you: Is everything you said to me in the Diligent Administration Hall just now true?"
"Yes." Liu Yuetang nodded with a firm look in her eyes.
"Then I believe you." Xiao Heng reached out and helped her up.
What reason did he have not to trust her anymore?
She has given so much to me, if it isn't love, then what else could it be?
He couldn't be suspicious of her anymore and let her suffer any more.
Concubine Zhao looked at Xiao Heng in disbelief. "Your Majesty, what did Concubine Xi say to you that could make you still believe in her despite such irrefutable testimony?"
"Is the evidence conclusive?" Liu Yuetang sneered.
"If I really was in love with Editor Fu, then why did he end up marrying Liu Yueyao?"
Concubine Zhao was slightly stunned and pondered, "How can I know what happened between you two?"
"Then I will tell Concubine Zhao what exactly happened that year."
Liu Yuetang glared at the haughty Concubine Zhao. She spoke word for word, "Because Editor Fu has always had his heart set on Liu Yueyao, two years ago, they were so overwhelmed with love that they vowed not to marry anyone but each other. So, I had no choice but to grant their wish and call off the engagement."
"These are the Liu family's scandals, and I don't want to mention them anymore. But Concubine Zhao is now using them to make a fuss. In order to protect myself and my unborn child, I have no choice but to sacrifice the Liu family's reputation."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently placed it on her lower abdomen.
Seeing her words were so convincing, Concubine Zhao realized that she was at a disadvantage. Her face turned pale and blue. "Who knows if these are just your sophistry."
Liu Yuetang raised her chin slightly: "The elders of both the Fu and Liu families are aware of this matter. If Concubine Zhao doesn't believe it, you can ask the emperor to summon them to the palace and ask them carefully."
A trace of panic flashed in Concubine Zhao's eyes. How could it be like this?
She repeatedly reminded that the matter must not be exaggerated, so as not to arouse the emperor's suspicion and fail to withstand investigation.
Unexpectedly, Liu Yueyao was still talking nonsense.
However, the look that Editor Fu had given Concubine Xi before was genuine, there was clearly love in his eyes!
She forced herself to calm down and raised her voice, "Then... How do you explain the matter of Editor Fu, Concubine Xi? He loves you so deeply that he even calls you by your name in his dreams."
Liu Yuetang chuckled, "Princess Zhao, how Editor Fu treats me is his business. Why should I explain?"
"Let's not talk about whether what Liu Yueyao said is true or not. Even if it is true, I have nothing but disgust towards Fu Zhixing."
These words happened to fall into the ears of Fu Zhixing who was gradually waking up. The dull pain in his chest made him frown.
"Disgusted?" Concubine Zhao stared at Liu Yuetang fiercely, her voice as cold as ice: "I don't believe it - Concubine Xi, you have no feelings for Fu Bianxiu at all."
"If you are willing to kill him, I will believe you."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden silence.
The two looked at each other, with turbulent waves surging in their eyes.
Liu Yuetang raised her eyebrows like a crescent moon, "Really?"
She swept her cold eyes over Xiao Heng and walked towards Fu Zhixing step by step.
At this time, Fu Zhixing had slowly woken up and looked at Shen Yuetang three steps away, with a rusty sweet taste in his throat.
The light and shadows in front of her eyes were shaking violently, but they still couldn't hide her thrilling face.
She is still so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful.
It’s like returning to that spring day.
She also walked towards him against the light, her skirt sweeping across the pear blossoms on the ground, and said to him with a smile: "Brother Fu, happy birthday."
As the woman got closer, he could see clearly that she was no longer his Yue Tang.
The smile that once graced her dimples has completely faded away, and her brows and eyes are covered with frost, leaving only a cold and hard heartlessness.
That Liu Yuetang is dead.
I killed her with my own hands! I pushed her into this ruthless palace.
Liu Yuetang walked to He Yunzheng and drew the sword from his waist.
With a light "swish" sound, the tip of the sword was pointing towards Fu Zhixing's throat.
The cold figure of the woman in front of him was reflected in Fu Zhixing's scarlet eyes. His throat was trembling violently, but he couldn't make a sound.
He couldn't believe that one day, the person he loved would point a sword at him.
After Liu Yuetang was stunned for a moment, she turned to look at Xiao Heng and Concubine Zhao, "If this is the only way to prove my innocence, then I will prove it to the emperor."
After saying that, Liu Yuetang turned around and stabbed with the sword. Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Fu Zhixing's throat, a figure suddenly rushed out and held her hands tightly.
"Miaomiao, I believe you."
"Fu Zhixing, even if I want to kill you, you can't do it."
If Liu Yuetang killed Fu Zhixing with her own hands, rumors would spread all over the harem, and the Fu family would definitely not let Liu Yuetang go.
Besides, she was pregnant and it was not appropriate for her to see blood.
"Really?" Liu Yuetang raised the corners of her lips, her smile was as cold as the frost in the winter moon, and her eyes were full of broken sadness.
When he met her eyes, Xiao Heng's heart suddenly panicked.
He knew that he had hurt her again.
Just now, he should have directly held Liu Yuetang's hand and told her that he would believe her without having to prove anything.
But he didn't.
At that moment, he was filled with jealousy by her childhood friendship with Fu Zhixing and the affectionate way she addressed him.
He believed her, but he was angry, and he didn't know what he was angry about.
He wanted to see whether Liu Yuetang would really pick up the sword and stab Fu Zhixing.
But when he really saw her stabbing, he was afraid.
He was afraid that this incident would create a rift between them, that she would blame him for not trusting her, and even more afraid that if this matter got out, it would be disadvantageous to her and put her in danger again.
Xiao Heng suppressed the emotions surging in his chest and carefully threw the sword in Liu Yuetang's hand to the ground.
"Miaomiao..." He raised his hand to touch Liu Yuetang's thin shoulder, but she took a step back, leaving his hand hanging in the air, frozen in the cool wind.
Liu Yuetang nodded and said, "Now that I have proven my innocence, I would like to ask Your Majesty how you will deal with the person who framed me."
Liu Yuetang glanced at Concubine Zhao with cold eyes.
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