The subordinate said, "The 'Yi Hun' was stolen from the palace by a young eunuch. After several twists and turns, it finally reappeared, but was given to the daughter of a minor official by Shangguan Chengjing. Then, along with that little girl, she fell off a cliff. Wangfeng Mountain is so steep that even the little girl's body was nowhere to be found. Perhaps it was the 'Yi Hun'..."
"Impossible!" Wei Ju growled, he obviously didn't want to admit this fact.
He shouted, "Go find it again! Send more people to look for it!"
The men were startled and said, "Yes!"
Wei Ju waved his hand irritably and asked people to leave.
Hyomin has been dead for ten years, how could she come back to life?
If she can come back, why can't his Zhen'er?
Wei Ju's cold face gradually became ferocious.
Suddenly, a notice came from the door, "Sir Wei, His Majesty invites you!"
Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"What do you want to discuss with me in secret?"
"Your Majesty, I want to expose a secret case from over thirty years ago!"
"Oh?" Emperor Jianxi looked stern.
Then Gongsun Yuda said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I want to accuse Wei Ju of bribing the wet nurse while Empress Xiaomin was giving birth, replacing the real crown prince, imprisoning him in a dark room, and torturing him with secret drugs for over ten years!"
Emperor Jianxi swept the memorials and inkstone off the table and growled in disbelief, "You're talking nonsense! What proof do you have?!"
Emperor Jianxi's chest rose and fell. He didn't believe that his Cong'er...
Gongsun Yuda was startled by Emperor Jianxi's roar. She swallowed and lowered her voice, "I... I have no evidence, but I have been possessed by that beast Wei Ju for many years. I once overheard Wei Ju talking to someone, and he said that when the Duke of Zhenguo led his troops to raid Wei Ju's private residence, the real prince was in a secret room under the house, and he escaped during the chaos..."
Emperor Jianxi's vision went dark, and he clutched his chest as he suddenly fell onto the dragon throne. He endured the sharp pain in his heart, his brows knitted together, and he reached towards the door and growled, "Wu Yonggui! Wu Yonggui! Pass on my command..."
Wu Yonggui came in, startled, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Come, call the imperial physician!"
Emperor Jianxi waved his hand at him and said, "Go and summon Wei Ju and the Duke of Zhenguo to the palace!"
The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
Dry Garden.
Shangguan Shu arranged the furnishings inside according to Zhao Ying's previous preferences, from the patterns on the bedding and the embroidered shoes under the bed to the screen and the zither... everything was as if Zhao Ying had never left.
There was only one more thing, a birdcage with a colorful parrot in it.
The parrot was still young and could not speak much, so Shangguan Shu fed and taught it every day. Finally, one day, when the dormitory was dim, the bird heard his footsteps from afar and called out, "Runlang..."
5 points of resemblance, still needs to be taught...
As usual, he did not light the lamp and let himself be trapped in the darkness. It was so quiet around him that only his breathing could be heard.
He could feel that he was now sinking into depravity while being sober.
A pair of hands reaching out from the hell of endless suffering were pulling him in at any moment.
Zhao Ying, he missed her so much that he was going crazy.
He wanted to hug her, kiss her, possess her madly, and show her the darkness and meanness in his heart. He didn't want to be like he was now, pretending to be calm, gentle, and understanding to her, pretending that he was satisfied with the status quo, pretending that he didn't want to force her!
He's really had enough of days like this!
Shangguan Shu closed his eyes, his jaw was tense, and his twitching eyebrows revealed his pain and forbearance.
He seemed to be trapped in a dark quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper... After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes and forced himself to climb out of the quagmire, but his body came out while his soul remained inside.
Shangguan Shu stood up expressionlessly and lit the lamp. The dim candlelight shone on his face, making it dim and unclear. Suddenly, his eyebrows softened and he said softly, "Ying'er, is this okay?"
"Runlang, come back and stay with me..."
Parrots are well trained.
At the door, Yu Xi whispered, "My Lord, the master has entered the palace!"
Shangguan Shu's eyes glared, and he replied, "I understand."
After a while, the secret guard stood outside the bead curtain and reported, "Master, everything has been done."
Shangguan Shu was teasing the parrot lazily. Hearing this, he hummed softly and asked, "How is Shao Yihui now?"
"Shao Yihui should have interrogated the wet nurse and sent someone to escort her out of the capital. I will follow your instructions and have someone follow her..."
Shangguan Shu sneered at the words and said cryptically, "He is smarter than Zhao Cong."
The secret guard was puzzled, "What do you mean, Master?"
"You don't need to know this. Just pass on another message for me!"
"Who to give it to?"
Shangguan Shu smiled cunningly, his whole body revealing the ruthlessness and scheming of a powerful official who manipulates power without making a sound. His face hidden in the darkness was not very clear, but it gave people an increasingly oppressive and suffocating feeling.
The secret guard lowered his head again.
Shangguan Shu said calmly, "One for Shangguan Zhu, and one for Wei Fu."
"The ebb and flow of the tide, the waxing and waning of the moon, all these experiences are actually just a matter of choice. Now I'm putting this opportunity before them, and it depends on how they choose."
An inn a hundred miles away.
The prince's carriage stopped at the post station. The accompanying royal guards numbered over a thousand men, forming three layers inside and outside, and they guarded the bright yellow carriage in the middle very tightly.
From the governor to the prefect, all officials knelt to welcome him. Although it was late at night, the person passing by was the prince, so how could they be negligent?
"Your humble servant pays respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Zhao Cong stepped out of the carriage and said calmly, "Get up!"
The next second, seeing the huge crowd below, Zhao Cong frowned, "It's late at night, I don't want to disturb anyone, go back!"
The officials looked at each other and responded after a while.
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