Chapter 305 Wishes Come True
The weather at the end of April was neither too hot nor too cold, which should have been the most comfortable time of year, but Xue Quan couldn't help but shiver.
What is His Majesty saying?
The late Consort Yu often summoned Qiu Heng to the palace, wanting Qiu Heng to accompany Consort Qiu more often. Is there any connection between these two things?
The Emperor has taken a fancy to Qiu Heng!
Realizing this, Xue Quan felt as if he had been doused with ice water, and his whole body was chilled.
The current emperor is foolish; this is like inviting a wolf into the house!
Thinking about how hard he had been keeping an eye on Qiu Heng today, and then thinking about how Qiu Heng would frequently visit the palace to meet the emperor in the future, Xue Quan felt utterly exhausted and hopeless.
Unlike Xue Quan, who was worried about Emperor Jingping, some of the officials present also noticed Emperor Jingping's thoughts. Their gazes toward Qiu Heng ranged from sympathy to disdain, and some were simply there to watch the spectacle.
Princess Suiyun and Xue Han, the Imperial Envoy, are in love. Are they destined to be separated and she will be forced to become a concubine in the palace?
The current emperor is feeling empty after losing Consort Yu, so it's not surprising that he would have such thoughts.
Thinking this, many people quietly glanced at Xue Han.
Xue Han simply sat quietly, seemingly oblivious to the implied meaning, his expression remaining completely unchanged.
Tsk tsk, still too young, can't hear the hidden meaning.
The young man, who seemed oblivious to the underlying meaning, picked up his glass and took a sip without any expression.
Little did he know that the tyrannical emperor was plotting against Ah Heng.
As expected, the incense pills and such were too roundabout and unsuitable for a rough man like him who came from a beggar background. Killing the tyrannical emperor with a single blow was what he should do.
That's settled then. He'll act when the tyrant reaches out to Ah Heng and chop that damned tyrant to pieces.
With the decision made, the gloom that had been weighing on my mind since today's failed plan dissipated considerably.
Qiu Heng was not slow to understand; upon realizing Emperor Jingping's meaning, her first reaction was disgust.
After feeling nauseous, I just wanted to sneer.
Just when I was worried about the lack of opportunities, the foolish emperor actually cooperated.
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. I will go to the palace to visit my elder sister tomorrow."
Qiu Meiren's bedroom is much smaller than this main hall, and the fragrance will surely enhance the effect.
Qiu Hengting was fortunate that her wealthy family, in order to show their elegance, always had incense burning everywhere.
"Good." Emperor Jingping nodded with a smile, extremely satisfied with today's Immortal Gathering Banquet.
He witnessed the arrival of the cranes with his ministers, the elixir convinced those skeptical fools, and he even found a beautiful woman who could pique his interest.
This is not easy. Ever since the Imperial Concubine left, he has lost all interest in going to the inner palace and prefers to stay in the Hall of Longevity.
What a perfect feast for the immortals! Let us drink a toast.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Emperor Jingping forgot to tell Qiu Heng to get up. He turned his head and raised his cup to Master Miaoqing: "My health has recovered so quickly, all thanks to you, Master. Let us drink a cup together."
Master Miaoqing calmly raised his wine cup: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers witnessed this situation and gained a deeper understanding of the position that Master Miaoqing held in Emperor Jingping's heart.
The influence of this Imperial Preceptor will likely be immense in the future. And the attitude of the Celestial Maiden Miaoqing towards the Crown Prince is clearly unfriendly…
Unaware of the myriad thoughts swirling within his courtiers, Emperor Jingping brought his wine cup to his lips, about to drink, when he suddenly froze.
What's this?
A drop of blood fell into the wine glass, mingling with the golden liquid and spreading a light red hue.
Emperor Jingping stared blankly, still unable to react.
What is this?
More and more drops of blood fell, and the trembling wine splashed up continuously. In the small space of the wine cup, it seemed as if a huge vortex was being stirred up, engulfing the owner's immense bewilderment and belated fear.
The wine cup fell to the ground with a metallic clang. In the midst of the continuous music in the hall, it wasn't a significant sound, but to everyone present, it was extremely jarring.
When Miaoqing Zhenren faced Emperor Jingping, her expression changed drastically, and she lost all her composure and calmness from before.
At the moment of the unexpected event, time seemed to freeze, and everyone stared motionless at the emperor at the highest point.
Until one of those sounds, Emperor Jingping coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The string snapped, and the musician forgot to continue. There was the sound of wine cups shattering, palace maids screaming, tables and chairs overturning, and most of all, the shouts of the courtiers.
"His Majesty!"
"Protect the Emperor! Quickly, protect the Emperor!"
But what are we protecting?
With no assassins to be repelled, Emperor Jingping sat at the highest point in the hall, coughing up blood repeatedly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't frighten this servant!" Xue Quan wailed, wanting to help Emperor Jingping but not daring to touch him, his hands flailing wildly, unsure of what to do.
Even in this moment of panic, Xue Quan inexplicably glanced at Qiu Heng.
Everything happened too fast, too suddenly. The girl was still kneeling in the center of the hall and didn't have time to get up and return to her seat.
Is it her?
It must be her!
How did she do that?
Is she a monster?
Countless screams echoed in Xue Quan's mind until Emperor Jingping collapsed, at which point all his surprise and doubt turned into terror.
"His Majesty!"
Emperor Jingping collapsed onto the table, his bright yellow Taoist robe stained with blood.
Qiu Heng knelt quietly, the chaos in the hall seemed far away to her, her eyes only on Emperor Jingping with his eyes closed.
The tyrannical emperor who had just been trying to get her into the palace has now fallen.
Without even using the incense pills, and without having to wait for the next opportunity, my wish came true so easily?
It feels like a dream come true.
Qiu Heng felt it was too unreal. Ever since she fell into the Magpie Lake and went to that devastated Great Xia, and then faced thorns on her way back, she always had to put in a lot of effort and exhaust herself. How could there be such a wonderful thing as a pie falling from the sky?
What she desperately needs is to convince her that it's true.
As their gazes shifted, they met a pair of warm, clear eyes, as clear as autumn water.
"Brother Ling—" Qiu Heng's lips moved, silently uttering these three words.
Ling Yun stood beside Master Miaoqing, very close to Emperor Jingping.
The ethereal young man smiled slightly at the girl kneeling in the hall.
Qiu Heng's eyes widened suddenly, her heart pounding like thunder.
It's Brother Ling!
He killed Emperor Jingping!
When she looked at him again, his face showed the same panic as everyone else's, as if that smile had never appeared.
"Aheng".
A hand reached out and pulled Qiuheng up.
"Xue Han..." Qiu Heng moved her lips, wanting to ask Xue Han and Ling Yun what had happened before they walked out of the main hall together, but she couldn't ask at this moment.
"Go and join Princess Rongning and the others." Xue Han pulled Qiu Heng aside.
Qiu Heng nodded, searching for Princess Rongning and Princess Jiayi amidst the chaos.
A sharp shout rang out: "Halt! Do not approach the Emperor!"
Zhu Qiang, the commander of the palace guards, stared intently at the crowd with eyes as sharp as knives: "Summon the imperial physician immediately!"
As the commander of the palace guards, his most important duty was to protect the emperor's safety, but the emperor ended up getting into trouble right before his eyes.
At such a grand banquet, the imperial physicians would be waiting in the side hall, and there would be more than one.
Soon, two imperial physicians stumbled over and, after examining Emperor Jingping's condition, turned pale with fright.
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