Chapter 294
The Prince of Yong choked, but did not get angry.
He had heard countless unbearable insults, but the woman before him smiled faintly, her eyes showing no trace of contempt.
"If you really want to, it might not be impossible," he said, lowering his eyes as if to himself.
The Prince of Yong's voice wasn't loud, but it still reached Ling Wu's ears clearly in the room where you could hear a pin drop.
Upon hearing this, he replied, "That position may not be as good as you think."
As soon as Ling Wu finished speaking, Prince Yong immediately looked up, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "Being above all others, holding the power of life and death over everyone, and possessing all the gold, silver, and treasures of the past and present—what's wrong with that?"
Lingwu didn't want to have a long talk with him, so she just said, "You only see his glamour, but you don't see the hard work behind it."
I get up before dawn every day, and I'm so busy that I always forget to eat by the end of the day. I never indulge in my favorite things more than three times.
Currently, the imperial harem does not yet exist. If concubines are added later, maintaining a balance between the court and the harem will be crucial...
The throne is not an easy place to sit.
Unless one becomes a tyrant, his reign of debauchery will not last long before he is publicly beheaded by the rebels, leading to a change of dynasty.
But in any case, it would never be like the current Prince Yong, who can no longer enjoy his leisurely life as a prince and has to suffer imprisonment.
Prince Yong had considered it, but the golden mountain before him was too dazzling, and even knowing there was a trap below, he found it difficult to turn back.
"What Shi Sheng can do, I can certainly do as well."
“But I am unwilling.”
After hearing this, Prince Yong's eyes still shone brightly. "Then I can only trouble Miss Su to live in this desolate wilderness." However, the meaning behind his words became ambiguous.
Upon hearing this, Ling Wu asked, "Does Your Highness Prince Yong intend to join forces with others to rebel?"
Prince Yong also mentioned her importance in his words, which suggests that he was aware of the guard that Shi Sheng was keeping over her, yet he still confidently said that she could stay here for a few days.
That means something must have happened to Shi Sheng, preventing him from fully rescuing her.
Prince Yong paused slightly, as if in thought, then shook his head and nodded.
Finally, with a complex look in his eyes, he praised her, "Miss Su is truly intelligent." After praising her, he sighed softly, "To maintain brotherly affection while in such a high position is a mistake. If Shi Sheng had left no one who could seize power alive, like my elder brother, things wouldn't be like this."
He kept the words "But my brother also misjudged" to himself.
"My nephews should have met by now." His voice was very calm, as if he were sighing.
As he finished speaking, the sound of a raindrop falling to the ground was heard outside the window, followed by a crackling sound of lightning.
The instant the lightning flashed, a pair of golden vertical pupils were staring intently at the house.
Under the oppressive darkness, even the gentle face of Prince Yong turned sinister.
Behind Ke Lingwu, however, flickered candlelight, illuminating the spot where she stood and bathing her in its light.
In a daze, Prince Yong had the illusion that he saw his dawn, but how could that be?
He was already stuck in a quagmire and could no longer get out.
“Miss Su, let me play a tune for you.” Prince Yong said, his resolute gaze falling on the torrential rain outside the window, as if he could see those huge golden vertical pupils.
Lingwu closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, tapping the blood-stained handkerchief in her hand with her fingertips.
Every time Prince Yong said he wanted to play the flute, she could sense a strange aura.
What can the sound of this flute awaken?
Ling Wu opened her eyes only after she had passed through, her voice indifferent: "Your Highness Prince Yong, there's no turning back now."
Prince Yong was taken aback, but then smiled.
He picked up the jade flute and brought it to his lips.
He can't turn back now, so since that's the case, he might as well stride forward and never look back.
The melodious and gentle sound of the flute rang out, and Lingwu's fingertips flicked lightly, signaling to the black mist behind Prince Yong that there was no need to take action.
The black mist clung to the ground and transformed into a black cat with dark green eyes. It wagged its tail at Ling Wu with a slight hook before disappearing.
The Empress has recognized him.
Yingyi felt somewhat pleased, though he couldn't explain why; he just felt it was the right thing to do.
No one knows his true form. The Empress only spent a few days with him before she cleverly guessed it, so it's understandable that he's pleased with it.
In the palace.
Although Shi Sheng was on guard, he still sighed inwardly when he unexpectedly saw his eldest brother appear before him.
"Shi Sheng, hand over the Imperial Seal, and your brother may spare your life in the future," the man in the black dragon robe said in a deep voice.
Shi Sheng scrutinized the dragon robe he was wearing, his face showing no sign of anger or displeasure. He stood with his hands behind his back, asking, "Brother, can you truly spare my life?"
The man frowned at Shi Sheng's self-reference, but didn't mention it, assuming it was just Shi Sheng's habit. "Of course, you and I are brothers." He changed the subject, "But if your other brothers came, it would be different."
Shi Sheng raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and nodded, "Brother's words make sense."
The man felt a sense of unease, but the thought of them working together gave him a boost of confidence.
“Since that’s the case…” He didn’t finish his sentence.
Shi Sheng seemed amused by his words and chuckled, but the swaying of the tassels on his forehead revealed his cold and indifferent eyes.
Shi Sheng continued, "Since that's the case... then elder brother, please go down and ask for me again whether the other imperial brothers are really as you say."
The man frowned. "Get down? What do you mean?"
Shi Sheng said indifferently, "Kill them."
Before the man could react, blood gushed from his neck. The rebels who had entered with him lost their leader and, before they could even beg for mercy, were all beheaded!
"I have been unable to sleep or eat for the past year, waiting for this day." How could an emperor bear the stain of fratricide? But killing a rebel is a different story.
Shi Sheng glanced down at his black dragon robe before stepping down from the head of the table.
As he passed the man whose eyes were still open, he stopped and looked down at him, asking, "Where is my mother now?"
The man's throat was cut, and he could only make hoarse "hmph" sounds.
He couldn't understand how he had been completely routed in just one encounter. He also couldn't understand how so many people working together had still fallen for his trap.
And an empress dowager? Where did he, a pitiful creature from the deep palace whose birth mother died young, come from, having an empress dowager?
That stupid and foolish little empress dowager?
He couldn't understand why Shi Sheng would say that the useless Prince Yong only wanted the Empress Dowager and that was enough.
He really couldn't understand it...
As the red, sticky substance beneath him grew thicker, he finally felt the tearing pain coming from his neck.
“Heh heh—” he cried out in pain.
Shi Sheng did not show any other expression upon seeing this.
Given the Empress Dowager's special status, that royal uncle wouldn't do anything to her, especially since Yingyi and his group were with her.
Thinking of this, he felt a weight lift from his body.
The gift he personally selected has not yet been delivered; she must not be harmed.
"Give him a quick death." He said this and strode away.
We can bring her back to the palace now.
Outside, a fierce wind howled and torrential rain poured down, as if these strange phenomena were caused solely by a human rebellion.
Three meteor-like balls flew swiftly following the aura left by Ling Wu. Looking behind them, a ball of light enveloped a girl who followed behind the three.
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