Chapter 383 Concubine Liang denies
The accident came unexpectedly.
When Concubine Liang was captured, she looked confused.
There was no sign at all before.
Clearly, the emperor had gone to her palace to have a meal yesterday, and he had been comforting her and telling her not to be sad about Liang Yusong's death.
The emperor also said that he must get to the bottom of the matter and not let Liang Yusong die in vain.
Why, in just one night, the world changed.
Imperial Palace, Purple Palace.
The bright light illuminated the emperor's face very clearly. He sat upright on the dragon throne, tapping the armrests with his fingers, and each tap seemed to hit people's hearts.
The prince stood in the hall with his hands hanging down, his face as solemn as an ancient well.
Concubine Liang was dressed in plain clothes without any makeup. She knelt side by side with the Second Prince Murong Xiao, with her forehead pressed against the gold brick.
"Father, please understand!"
Murong Xiao kowtowed heavily, his voice hoarse, "I swear to heaven that I have no intention of treason!"
Concubine Liang raised her tearful eyes, and the scattered hair on her temples made her look even more miserable: "Your Majesty... I have served you for more than twenty years, when have I ever had second thoughts? Xiao'er grew up under your care, he has always been honest and dutiful, how could he have plotted rebellion..."
The emperor snorted coldly and placed the teacup heavily on the table. "No second thoughts? Concubine Liang, even now, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"
"Do you think that I am old and confused? If I don't have real evidence in my hands, would I rashly issue an order?"
"I am willing to meet you and your son here today because I want to hear how you are so cruel, how you have no respect for your king and your father."
"explain!"
Concubine Liang trembled, but she would never admit defeat.
She handled many things very well, so where did the evidence come from?
She doesn't believe it.
Maybe all this is the prince's conspiracy.
Because the prince had no evidence, he deliberately joined forces with the emperor to deceive the mother and son.
Concubine Liang was certain in her heart, and then burst into tears: "Someone must have framed us! It's clear that someone wants to frame us mother and son!"
She took a few steps on her knees, her white dress dragging messy marks on the gold bricks: "Your Highness..."
She turned to the prince, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Do you still remember? When you were a child, you caught a cold and it was me who stayed by your bedside day and night... Now my mother and I have been wronged, please speak for justice..."
The prince frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Seeing this, Murong Xiao also kowtowed quickly: "Royal brother! Although I am dull, I have always respected you. You are the crown prince, the future king of this world. I will have a good life following you. I really have no intention of rebelling!"
The prince said calmly: "Second brother, be careful with your words. The king of this world is our father."
"I am only the eldest son of my father."
The emperor glanced at the prince indifferently and didn't say much.
Concubine Liang suddenly pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve, on which were crooked bamboo leaves embroidered: "Your Majesty, look, this is what Xiao'er learned embroidery when she was six years old, and she said she wanted to give it to you..."
"You scolded him at the time, saying that boys should not learn these things. He has always respected his father since he was a child, so how could he..."
The emperor's gaze lingered on the old handkerchief for a moment, and his expression relaxed slightly.
Seeing this, Concubine Liang cried even more sadly: "I am willing to guarantee with my life that Xiao'er will never do anything treasonous. If the emperor does not believe me..."
She suddenly pulled out her golden hairpin and pressed it against her throat, "I will die now to prove my will!"
"Mother!" Murong Xiao rushed forward to snatch the golden hairpin, and the mother and son cried together.
Concubine Liang's hair was disheveled, but she still tried to straighten her back: "If the emperor really wants to punish someone, then punish me alone. Xiao'er... he is really innocent!"
Murong Xiao kowtowed heavily, his forehead already bleeding: "Father! I am willing to accept any punishment, I only ask you to spare my mother. She has been managing the harem for many years, even if she has no merit, she has worked hard!"
The emperor narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the dragon table.
Seeing that the emperor still remained silent, Concubine Liang suddenly turned to the prince and kowtowed to the ground: "Your Highness! You know Xiao'er best. He is a straightforward person. How could he have such a scheme? I beg you to consider our past relationship..."
The prince finally spoke, his voice as calm as water: "Madam Liang, this matter is of great importance. We should wait for the emperor's ruling."
He turned his head slightly, avoiding the crying mother and child in the hall, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
When the emperor saw the prince's expression, he understood what was going on and didn't want to watch this clumsy show any longer.
"That's enough."
The emperor interrupted coldly, his voice as cold as ice, "I don't have the patience to listen to your continued quibbling."
Concubine Liang's heart skipped a beat and an ominous premonition came over her.
"Since you won't tell the truth, let others tell it for you."
The emperor raised his hand and waved, "Bring people up!"
The palace door burst open, and two imperial guards came in, escorting a hunchbacked, weathered-looking man.
The man was in tattered clothes and walked unsteadily. Concubine Liang could not recognize him at all, but she heard him say, "I, the guilty minister Tang Bo, pay my respects to the emperor."
Tang Bo?!
Concubine Liang trembled all over and almost collapsed to the ground.
impossible!
Tang Bo is clearly dead!
How could he still be alive?!
Tang Bo slowly turned his head, staring at Concubine Liang with a venomous gaze, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Madam Liang, I haven't seen you for many years. Is your body...well?"
"No...impossible..." Concubine Liang's voice trembled, her face as pale as paper, as if she had seen a ghost.
Murong Xiao also looked up suddenly and stared at Tang Bo's face.
He knew Tang Bo, and the man in front of him actually looked somewhat similar!
Murong Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Father!" he shouted urgently, "This person cannot possibly be Tang Bo! Tang Bo has long been executed, and his body is nowhere to be found. This person must be an imposter!"
The emperor sneered: "I thought he was dead, but unfortunately - the net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it."
He stood up slowly, the gold thread on his dragon robe gleaming coldly under the candlelight, "If he wasn't alive, I would still be kept in the dark by you and your son!"
Concubine Liang was trembling all over, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she still tried to argue: "Your Majesty, please understand! This person's origin is unknown, someone must have deliberately framed me!"
"Framed?"
The emperor laughed in anger and slammed the table, "Tang Bo, tell me everything that happened back then!"
Tang Bo raised his head slowly, his voice hoarse but every word sharp as a knife: "Back then, the late queen was always in poor health. I always felt strange about it, and after much contemplation, I finally found a clue."
"The Queen is not ill, nor is she poisoned. She must have been poisoned."
"My junior fellow apprentice Gao Peng knew more about Gu. After I asked him for advice...soon, I was accused of murdering the queen and committed suicide out of fear of punishment."
Liang Feiru screamed: "Even if that's the case, what does that have to do with me, Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with me!"
The emperor's eyes were like knives, piercing Concubine Liang: "At this point, you still dare to deny it?"
"Gao Peng has already confessed."
"Tell me!" he asked sternly, "Why did you want to murder the late queen?!"
There was deathly silence in the hall. Concubine Liang sat slumped on the ground, her lips trembling, but she could no longer utter a single word.
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