Chapter 297: Palace Changes on a Rainy Night
"It was just a drizzle just now, how come it's raining so hard in just a short while?"
The emperor, holding his teacup, leaned against the carved window and sighed helplessly, "Tomorrow the ground will be muddy again. It's raining so hard during the autumn harvest. I wonder if the people can have a good harvest this year."
"Your Majesty, the medicinal food is here." Xie Jinyu placed a large bowl of American ginseng stewed chicken on the table, looked at the bright yellow figure by the window, and said helplessly, "If you catch a cold, Your Majesty will have to drink two more bowls of medicine."
"I'm very strong, it's you little brats who are worrying about me!" The emperor snorted coldly, but walked to the table and sat down. Looking at Xie Jinyu serving him soup, he said dissatisfiedly, "Can't you give me a few more pieces of chicken?"
Xie Jinyu sighed softly, then reluctantly scooped another large spoonful of meat and placed it in the bowl. "Your Highness has already instructed that the Emperor cannot tolerate bitter medicinal soups. I pondered this for a long time before developing this medicinal food. This American ginseng nourishes Qi and Yin, clears away heat and promotes salivation. Even though the weather is cool now, the Emperor is still sweating profusely. This is the perfect tonic."
"I've already told you I'm fine." The emperor curled his lips and drank the soup in his bowl. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a colorful firework suddenly explode in the silent and dark night sky outside. "Strange, fireworks can actually be lit on such a rainy day. It's really novel."
Hearing this, Xie Jinyu's body trembled violently, and she turned back stiffly, her phoenix eyes widened with surprise and reflected the brilliance of fireworks.
"These are fireworks I made specially. They won't get damp even on rainy days. If you see fireworks that can still bloom on rainy days, it means I'm sending you a message."
The girl's gentle voice echoed in her mind, and Xie Jinyu felt a chill from head to toe. Cold sweat instantly soaked her clothes on her back, "Something's wrong..."
The emperor didn't hear his words clearly and couldn't help but frowned, "Boy, what did you say?"
The next moment, the door of Changqing Palace was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Eunuch Fulu's clothes were soaked by the rain, and his old face was pale. "Your Majesty, the eldest prince requests an audience."
A trace of confusion flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "What is he doing here?"
Eunuch Fulu shook his head and whispered, "I only heard the eldest prince say he was here to bring ginseng soup to Your Majesty."
"Why would he bring me ginseng soup on a rainy day?" The emperor pursed his lips and waved his hand casually. "Go and send him away. Tell him I'm tired and won't see anyone."
"yes……"
"Father, are you so unwilling to see your son?"
A muffled thunder sounded, and Yan Sheng's figure appeared in front of the door, holding a large bowl of ginseng soup in his hand, looking at the emperor with a smile.
Seeing him like this, the emperor's expression grew increasingly serious. "Without my permission, who would allow you to enter Changqing Palace at will?"
"My son can't enter, but Yan Ci can." Yan Sheng sneered, casually throwing the ginseng soup on the ground, slowly pulling out a dagger from his sleeve, and a bloodthirsty smile curled his lips. "Father, are you being too biased?"
Xie Jinyu's expression changed slightly. He protected the emperor behind him and looked at the men under his door with cold eyes.
"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Eunuch Fulu broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the knife and spoke hurriedly, "The Emperor has always treated everyone equally and has never been partial—"
"Noisy."
"Fu Lu!"
Yan Sheng unsheathed his dagger unhurriedly, blood splattering on his neck. He slowly raised his eyes, gazed at the two men, and murmured, "Who's next?"
Eunuch Fulu covered his neck which was bleeding profusely, looked at Yan Sheng in disbelief, and collapsed to the ground powerlessly.
The emperor's eyes were bloodshot, and he called out to the people outside again and again, "Someone come...someone come!"
"Father, save your energy. I've already secretly dealt with the people outside. Father, you've made considerable progress since experiencing the humiliation at the hands of Huo Beiting and the four great families. Dealing with those people is quite a hassle." Yan Sheng's expression was strange, and the smile on his face gradually widened, his laughter echoing in the empty hall. "I've dreamt of today's scene over and over again. I've waited far too long for this day!"
Unfortunately, before he could laugh for too long, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in Changqing Palace and rushed up.
"Wu Ming, take them down."
Yan Sheng seemed to have expected this. He called out a name, and countless figures jumped down from the roof and fought with the royal guards.
"Father, did you see that?" Yan Sheng's smile widened. "I'm much better than those two losers, Yan Ci and Yan Mu."
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes a calm that had weathered many storms. "I believe I have treated you well. Even though your mother's family committed the serious crime of treason, I only banished you to Ganzhou and spared your life. Why did you kill your father and the emperor?"
"You treated me well?" Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed even more wildly, "How dare you say you treated me well?"
"Let me ask you this: Yan Ci is neither the eldest nor the legitimate son. Logically, the crown prince position should fall on me!" Yan Sheng's eyes flickered with a desire for power. He glared at his father fiercely, "You've already given your heart to Yan Ci. If you don't love me, why bother giving birth to me?"
The emperor was speechless for a moment and looked at him in disbelief.
"The kingdom has always been ruled by those with great ability." The dagger in Yan Sheng's hand was still dripping with blood. He walked slowly forward, the smile on his face gradually widening. "As long as I kill you and then kill Yan Ci, the master of this world will be mine!"
Xie Jinyu calmly blocked the emperor behind him and quietly moved towards the east wall.
There, hung the long sword that the emperor wore when he went to war.
"Your Majesty! Run—"
Unbeknownst to where he got the strength from, Eunuch Fulu suddenly stood up and, with his last breath, clung tightly to Yan Sheng's legs. He opened his mouth, covered in blood foam, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Run!"
"Tsk, how boring." Yan Sheng frowned impatiently, raised the dagger in his hand high, and stabbed it hard at Fulu's back.
Once, again...
The air was filled with blood mist, and Fulu's back, which had been bent for most of his life, finally straightened up at the end of his life.
"Fu Lu!"
"Your Majesty—this old servant…is loyal to you!"
Those cloudy eyes were powerless to close, but even after he died, Fulu's hands were still holding Yan Sheng's legs tightly.
"You lowly slave." Yan Sheng calmly cut his tendons, allowing him to regain his mobility. He raised his eyes coldly, looking at Xie Jinyu, who had already grabbed the longsword, and sneered, "A pretty boy with no flesh on his body, are you worthy enough to fight me?"
The long sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, illuminating the murderous intent in Xie Jinyu's eyes.
"Whether I'm worthy of fighting you or not is not up to you to decide." Xie Jinyu curled her lips, the tip of her sword pointed directly at Yan Sheng's lover, "You traitor, your death is not a pity."
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