In this case, Situ Yao didn't want to say anything more. However, his silence didn't mean that the emperor didn't have any thoughts. Situ Zhao wanted the throne, so didn't Situ Yao want it too?
They are all his sons, all princes, and all have the potential to become emperor. Why wouldn't Situ Yao want his own position?
The Emperor pondered this and looked at Situ Yao and said, "Is the Crown Prince also plotting against my throne?"
The current emperor no longer trusts his son. He always feels that he is sick and confused, and his son wants to take his place.
So, he now doubts everyone.
Seeing this, Situ Yao got up from the ground. He had been discovered anyway. Oh, no, he didn't want to pretend anymore. If that was the case, why should he still put himself in such a difficult position?
When the emperor saw Situ Yao's action, he realized that his suspicion was not wrong: "You all have evil ambitions, and I am not dead yet!"
"Father, please take good care of your health! You've been worrying about the country and are very tired. I'm afraid this illness won't be cured in a short time." Situ Yao said.
"Puff~" The emperor was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Rebellious son, get out of here!"
How could Situ Yao leave at this time? He summoned the imperial physician. No matter how the emperor's health was, he couldn't just ignore it.
"Your Highness, the Emperor is extremely angry and his heart is suffering from poor blood flow in his brain, which has caused cerebral congestion." After saying this, the imperial physician wrote a prescription and asked his apprentice to get the medicine and boil it for the Emperor.
When he returned to the East Palace, Situ Yao saw Su Mengyan waiting for him at the door: "You're back!" A smile spread across her face.
Thinking of Su Mengyan's assassination, Situ Yao hated his own uselessness. If it weren't for Xuan Ling's desperate protection, Su Mengyan would have been...
He shook his head, put the thought behind him, and smiled at Su Mengyan: "Why are you here? It's cold outside, go back to the room!"
The two returned to the room, and Su Mengyan asked how the rumor was developing.
"Very good, many people have already believed it." Situ Yao said, and by the way, he told Su Mengyan about Situ Zhao's visit to the emperor but being turned away.
"Hahaha, he must be very angry! I can even imagine his expression."
Situ Yao thought about it and told Su Mengyan about the emperor's cerebral congestion. Su Mengyan's expression suddenly became serious.
"Isn't this too cruel? Have we gone too far?" Su Mengyan was, after all, a little girl who had never hurt anyone. Hearing the emperor so angry, she couldn't help but wonder if they had gone too far.
Silly girl, Situ Yao shook his head helplessly: "You are just too soft-hearted, think about Xuan Ling. You don't have to worry about this matter, I am here!"
After hearing what Situ Yao said, Su Mengyan stopped thinking about it. Yes, it's the law of the jungle, and they were not capable enough, so Xuan Ling got hurt for them.
Forget it. There are some things that have to be done. Since Situ Yao said that he can take full responsibility, then I will just be a carefree concubine.
After figuring it out, Su Mengyan stopped thinking about it. Seeing that it was getting late, she coaxed Situ Yao to rest.
At the morning court session, the emperor dragged his exhausted body and forced himself to sit up straight, his hands trembling slightly as he held the handle.
"I have something to report. The seventh prince of the current dynasty, Situ Zhao, is corrupt and abuses his power. He uses his status to force others to pay him monthly tributes. The amount of corruption amounts to tens of thousands of taels of gold every year. I hope Your Majesty will understand." Someone stepped forward and handed the evidence in his hand to the eunuch beside the emperor.
After taking it and looking at it, the emperor was very angry. He should have had a good rest, but when he thought of his son's wolfish ambition, he ignored his illness and forced himself to come to court.
Who knows, this is the problem right from the start.
The matter was not over yet, and another person stood up and said: "I also want to sue the Seventh Prince Situ Zhao for allowing my servant to kill people. His methods were extremely cruel. The evidence is solid. Please review it, Your Majesty."
Another piece of evidence was presented to the emperor. The emperor felt a fishy-sweet taste in his throat and swallowed a mouthful of blood. He could never have imagined that the son he had favored for so many years was actually a murderer who killed people without blinking an eye.
"Situ Zhao, what do you want to say?"
Situ Zhao was already shocked when the first minister reported him. He never imagined that his past actions would be brought to justice in the court.
"Your Majesty, I am innocent. I know nothing about what they said. I guess I offended them at some point, so they slandered me on purpose." Situ Zhao knelt down in the hall, tears streaming down his face, looking very innocent.
But since those people dared to sue and produced evidence, how could they allow Situ Zhao to make excuses?
Someone else stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have only just scratched the surface of what the Seventh Prince Situ Zhao has done."
Then he listed all the crimes that Situ Zhao had committed. At this point, no matter how eloquent Situ Zhao was, he could not argue for himself.
As the emperor listened to the ministers listing Situ Zhao's crimes, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.
Everyone in the hall knelt on the ground, shouting, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Protecting the dragon's body is the most important thing."
"Come here, throw the criminal Situ Zhao into the prison." The emperor ordered, wiping away the blood. Situ Zhao had already collapsed to the ground from his knees.
Cui Mixue was shocked to learn that Situ Zhao was imprisoned. After careful inquiry, she immediately understood.
Someone was deliberately targeting Situ Zhao. As for the matter of offerings, as a member of the heavenly family, even if he didn't ask for anything, there would be a steady stream of people offering money.
It was even more ridiculous to allow a servant to kill someone. So what if the murderer was Situ Zhao's servant? If Situ Zhao didn't admit it, then this matter had nothing to do with him.
All of this was definitely done on purpose by Situ Yao.
Cui Mixue knew that Situ Zhao was now guilty of many crimes and was probably doomed to die this time. As Situ Zhao's fiancée in name only and his actual collaborator, Situ Yao would never let her go easily.
Useless people can be abandoned. At this time, Cui Mixue no longer thought about how to help Situ Zhao clear his charges, but instead tried to find a way to save her own life.
There was harmony in the East Palace. Song Yu'an, Qingqing, Wenwen and the other two were laughing and playing, making it very lively.
Chu Meng sat on a stool in the pavilion, holding a brush in her little hand, practicing writing stroke by stroke.
"Mengmeng, it's not like that. I'll write it down for you." Su Mengyan looked at it for a while and said.
Taking the pen from Chu Meng, Su Mengyan rewrote the word that Chu Meng had written incorrectly, writing it very beautifully with all the horizontal, vertical and hook strokes.
"Do you understand?" Putting down the pen, Su Mengyan asked Chu Meng with a faint smile.
"I understand." Chu Meng nodded, picked up the pen again, and swore in her heart that she must practice her handwriting beautifully so as not to let Su Mengyan down.
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