Upon receiving the news, the emperor was furious: "He actually wants me to go in person?!"
The general kept his head down and only dared to say "yes," not daring to raise his head.
After a long silence, the person above finally blurted out, "Alright! I'll go!"
His Majesty the Emperor eventually went. When the Emperor, dressed in a black brocade robe, stood at the gate of the villa, the gate opened.
A man in black emerged and said, "Only His Majesty can enter."
"This is impossible!" the general roared, stepping forward. "His Majesty is of noble birth; how can he risk his life?"
"Only His Majesty can enter." The man in black repeated himself, as if he were an emotionless machine.
"Men, prepare the bows and arrows!" the general ordered, turning around.
His Majesty the Emperor raised his hand to stop him: "Alright, I'll go in. You all wait outside."
The man in black opened the door to the side and said to the general, "If you try to rush in while His Majesty is going in, the brothers inside will immediately light the gunpowder."
general:"!!!"
He did originally have that plan.
"Wait outside," His Majesty the Emperor instructed again, then turned and went inside.
As His Majesty entered, the gate closed.
...
Early this morning, Cheng Ping came over and told Shen Qingyu, "Today you and I will meet a distinguished guest."
Shen Qingyu: "Who is it? Do I know them?"
Cheng Ping laughed, a lazy laugh tinged with a hint of nonchalance: "Of course I know you. You... I know you very well!"
Yes, I'm very familiar with it!
Princess Qingyu has dined with His Majesty, and not just once.
They used to laugh and talk together.
As for his own son, all he received were orders, scoldings, or beatings.
So when Shen Qingyu walked into the flower hall, she saw His Majesty the Emperor and Cheng Ping sitting opposite each other.
Shen Qingyu walked to the table, and Cheng Ping pointed to the seat next to her: "Princess, please sit here."
Shen Qingyu glanced at Cheng Ping, then stepped forward to pay her respects to His Majesty the Emperor.
His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand: "Sit down, you're heavily pregnant, no need for formalities."
Shen Qingyu then sat down.
On the table sat a pot of tea, beneath which sat a small red clay charcoal stove, the charcoal glowing red-hot, and the tea was steaming.
"Princess, could you please serve us the tea?"
Cheng Ping gestured with his hand.
Shen Qingyu had no objection, so she picked up the teapot and poured tea into the teacups in front of the two of them.
Cheng Ping then looked at His Majesty the Emperor and smiled, "This is Your Majesty's first time here."
His Majesty the Emperor said with a stern face, "I have no intention of coming even once."
The place that woman stayed in makes me feel disgusted just thinking about it.
"Yes, my mother used a scheme to get pregnant with me. My existence is a stain on His Majesty's reputation, so how could His Majesty be willing to see my mother!" Cheng Ping sighed.
His Majesty the Emperor looked deeply at Cheng Ping: "If I were you, I would be glad that I was able to grow up safely."
Shen Qingyu understood, and so did Cheng Ping: back then he was a prince, and later he was an emperor. If he had wanted to kill Cheng Ping and his mother, the two of them would never have survived.
Cheng Ping chuckled strangely, "Then I should be grateful, I should thank His Majesty for sparing my life."
His Majesty the Emperor looked at Cheng Ping with a puzzled expression: "You've cut off your own path to survival just to tell me this?"
Cheng Ping's self-deprecation became even more pronounced. He drank a cup of tea before saying, "Yes, I'm cutting off my own path to survival, yet I'm still saying these things. Am I too stupid? Am I unworthy to be your son, which is why you've never given me a chance from beginning to end?"
"What opportunity do you want?" His Majesty the Emperor asked calmly.
"I want the opportunity to stand openly and honestly under this sky! I want to tell everyone that I am His Majesty's son! I am a man with a father too!" Cheng Ping said, his voice becoming excited.
But after he finished speaking, seeing the Emperor's calm expression and Shen Qingyu's somewhat nervous look, he suddenly found it funny.
"I understand, I'm not worthy."
“The royal family is heartless. How could I possibly ask Your Majesty to see me? You have so many sons; you don’t need someone like me to remind you of that shameful past…”
"Enough!" His Majesty the Emperor suddenly shouted.
In front of Shen Qingyu, Cheng Ping repeatedly brought up the matter from back then, and even the emperor could not keep his composure.
He looked at Cheng Ping with a stern face: "You have disappointed me greatly!"
How can such a grown man act like a woman, constantly entangled in the shackles of love?
Qi Yunxiao lost his mother at a young age, and the Marquis of Qingping never cared about him, yet he has grown up quite well.
Why can't Cheng Ping be like him?!
"Yes, I always disappoint you..." Cheng Ping said, then picked up his cup and drank another cup of tea, licking the cup afterward.
Shen Qingyu felt something was strange, but couldn't quite put her finger on why.
After all, Cheng Ping was a rather eccentric person.
After finishing his tea, Cheng Ping suddenly stared intently at His Majesty the Emperor, his tone turning desolate and desperate: "Father, I regret being born into this world. In this world, there has never been a single person who truly cared for me."
“None of you have ever asked me whether I wanted to live as your shame…”
After saying this, Cheng Ping collapsed straight onto the table.
There's a scalding hot teapot and a charcoal stove on the table! If someone were to fall headfirst into them, they'd probably be disfigured!
Shen Qingyu was startled and quickly reached out to push him away.
Fortunately, despite being pregnant, she still had enough strength to push Cheng Ping to the side and make him fall down.
Cheng Ping collapsed unconscious, blood slowly flowing from his seven orifices. Only then did Shen Qingyu and His Majesty the Emperor realize what was happening!
"He has taken poison!" His Majesty the Emperor exclaimed.
Shen Qingyu quickly stood up, knelt down beside Cheng Ping, and took out silver needles from her sleeve (space storage): "Please help me."
The Emperor was deeply shocked. He never expected that this son, whom he had never wanted to acknowledge, would use such a drastic method to try to die in front of him!
Instinct made him kneel on the other side: "What do you want? To take off your clothes?"
Shen Qingyu nodded: "Yes, take off your clothes."
His Majesty the Emperor began to pull at his son's clothes.
After his clothes were removed, the emperor paused for a moment when he saw the old scars on his chest.
Cheng Ping was sent to a training camp at a young age and underwent the most arduous training.
Later, he was sent on missions abroad and narrowly escaped death several times...
He knew these things before, and he knew he had been injured, but hearing about them and seeing them with his own eyes are not the same thing.
Shen Qingyu has already started giving him acupuncture.
The silver needles in the key areas are to prevent the toxic blood from flowing to the heart.
Bloodletting from the fingertips helps with detoxification.
Shen Qingyu thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and bought a copy of the antidote prescription that Doctor Mo had given Qi Yunxiao from the space shop. She then called over two guards and said, "Go and brew the medicine, prepare a large bath tub, and be quick!"
The needle went in, and blood kept flowing from his fingertip, but Cheng Ping's complexion grew increasingly ashen.
Shen Qingyu sighed: "He has no will to live. He only wants to die. That's the most fatal thing."
His Majesty the Emperor was stunned.
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