Chapter 371 Advice
Upon hearing his words, the Imperial Concubine's heart sank into an icy abyss.
This is the good son she raised with great hardship!
Now that the great cause is about to be accomplished, he can actually say such a thing!
Wei Qingqing's understanding of this person's cold-bloodedness was also refreshed. No wonder Qi Huan finally escaped and struggled to survive for almost ten years without success. It seems that this person's moral bottom line is just for show. For someone like this to want to overthrow Qi Jun's rule, isn't that a joke?
He might be a competent parasite and a powerful figure, but he could never be a competent emperor.
Then look at the male lead, wow, well, this guy looks like he expected this, and he's not surprised at all by Qi Huan's attitude.
Wei Qingqing bit her lip. This won't do. If she doesn't make a splash in front of the male lead, how will he remember who she is?
Thinking this through, she decided to go all out and shouted:
"Qi Huan! A man like you is not worthy to be the emperor of Qi! Even if you flatter him, you can't compare to Qi Jun, and you're not even worth a hair on the crown prince's head!"
Seeing Qi Huan successfully turn his head, his eyes fixed on her with a sinister gaze, Wei Qingqing swallowed hard and continued:
"You cowardly blusterer, all bark and no bite, I think you're the real coward! You knew all along that you didn't have much of a chance, didn't you? That's why you were so impatient to take the Empress Dowager hostage. In the past month or so, you had plenty of opportunities to win over the people, but you only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun, only wanting to enjoy the power second only to the emperor, without fulfilling any of the duties of a crown prince. What kind of new emperor are you?"
Before Qi Huan could speak, the concubine in her arms shouted, "You are not allowed to slander my son like this!"
Wei Qingqing, her words flowing freely, threatened, "He slapped you once, and you slapped him twice! Do you think the Emperor likes you? He's just trying to help you compete with the Empress. You actually think you're something special? Your son is useless, a complete good-for-nothing with high aspirations but low abilities..."
The Imperial Concubine was so enraged she vomited blood: "Ahhh! You vile servant, shut up! I'm going to kill you!"
Wei Qingqing tightened her grip on the knife, "Say it again, who killed whom? Huh?"
Qi Jun's gaze swept across Wei Qingqing's face. Even though she was disguised, he never forgot the people he had met before. He had met her once in Kuncheng. She was a remnant of the Wei family. He never expected that after more than a month, she would enter the palace and become a maidservant by the side of the imperial concubine.
Wei Qingqing's gaze returned to the old Taoist priest beside Qi Huan, and she sneered, "And you, you stinking Taoist priest, wasn't it your idea to trick Qi Huan into poisoning the emperor and forging the imperial edict? With such a black heart, how dare you swindle people under the guise of a Celestial Master?! You think killing all the palace servants close to the emperor will solve everything? Dream on! The Crown Prince will send you all down to apologize to the emperor later!"
The old Taoist priest never expected the other party to be so sharp-tongued, revealing everything they had just done in just a few words.
For a moment, he was filled with anxiety, wondering if there was a spy among them, and worried that Qi Huan might kill him out of rage after being exposed in public. His small eyes darted back and forth, filled with unease.
Wei Qingqing was about to say something more, but the next moment, the Imperial Concubine, perhaps thinking of something, suddenly shouted in a desperate manner, "Huan'er, my son! Don't let this lowly servant threaten you. Your mother will die now so you won't be troubled!"
As she spoke, she began to struggle frantically, like a fish dying of thirst.
Wei Qingqing was startled by her appearance and tried desperately to hold her down, almost dropping the knife in her hand.
The Imperial Concubine has witnessed and heard Qi Huan's completely indifferent attitude firsthand, so why does she still say such things to deceive herself? Does she really think that if she dies for Qi Huan, he will remember her kindness?
While Wei Qingqing was distracted, the Imperial Concubine had completely broken free from her, grabbed Wei Qingqing's hands directly, and resolutely placed her neck against the blade. The palace servants and guards nearby tried to stop her but to no avail.
A stream of blood gushed out instantly, splattering onto the ground beside Wei Qingqing's skirt, leaving a large, bright red stain.
She gripped the knife, completely terrified.
The beautiful, soft, and fragrant body of the imperial concubine collapsed to the ground without any support.
It was a light, flimsy piece of clothing. When it lay on the ground, it looked as if it were just a pile of gorgeous, heavy clothes and jewelry that had been dumped.
The imperial concubine is dead.
"Mother Consort—" Qi Huan's eyes widened in surprise, as if he hadn't come to his senses yet, and he called out softly.
Ever since Wei Qingqing appeared and suppressed the Imperial Concubine, Qi Jun's brow has never relaxed. This situation has long been out of his control, and the Xiahou family, Xiao family, and Zheng family have never made any plans for it.
Now that Qi Huan's mother is dead, it's a fight to the death. Qi Huan has a legitimate reason to attack and has no more scruples.
His voice was tinged with weariness: "Fourth brother, release the Empress Dowager. There is still room for maneuver in this matter..."
Qi Huan looked as if his soul had been ripped out, his eyes wide with despair. "A way out?! It's either you or me. What way out is there now?"
Qi Jun's thin white robe fluttered in the wind, and his voice was as resounding as shattered ice striking stone: "Aren't you afraid that the fate of the Imperial Concubine will be your fate?!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Huan suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his jeweled gold crown askew on his sweat-drenched forehead. He spat out blood, "So what? The Zou family's 30,000 private soldiers are already outside the palace gates! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
The brothers have actually reached a point where it's either you die or I die.
Suddenly, a deafening roar of battle cries erupted outside the palace walls.
At the entrance of Funing Palace, Xiahou Yin dismounted from his warhorse, still holding a bloody human head in his hand. Frost and blood scabs on his armor had congealed into a horrifying dark red.
He gave Qi Yuxuan, who was inside the carriage and had just lifted the curtain, a reassuring look, and then quickly ran into Funing Palace.
Before he could even see what was happening in the palace, Xiahou Yin pinpointed Qi Jun's location and knelt respectfully at his feet: "Your Highness! All the bandits raised by the Zou family have been executed!"
He held the severed head above his own head; the severed head was none other than the terrified face of the Imperial Concubine's younger brother.
"Uncle!" Qi Huan exclaimed in disbelief, and finally lost his grip on the sword, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
First his mother, then his uncle... and the Zou family's 30,000 private soldiers were his last bargaining chip, yet they were wiped out by Qi Jun's men so easily!
Is it truly that even Heaven is on Qi Jun's side, and will not allow him to rule the State of Qi?!
With her restraints gone, the Empress Dowager immediately slumped to the side, only to be quickly helped away by her nanny.
When Wei Qingqing heard Xiahou Yin say that the Zou family bandits had been executed, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She knew it! With her advice, how could it not be done?!
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