Chapter 128 Chaos
"Have you heard? Duke Feng went to the prison last night and scolded his own son to death!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, how cruel! That's the only legitimate son of the Lin family, yet he had the heart to kill him!"
"What can we do? The evidence is irrefutable. The entire Lin family is about to be implicated. Duke Feng is sacrificing the car to save the king!"
"Sacrificing the chariot to save the king? He's clearly just angry out of shame! I heard that Prince Lin cursed his father for being incompetent before he died! Being forced to death by his own father is such a sin!"
"The Lin family is finished! The legitimate son is dead, and Duke Feng's reputation as a ruthless and merciless man is truly established!"
Rumors spread like a plague, and everyone was talking about how Duke Fengguo Lin Chong was cruel and ruthless and forced his own son to death.
No one suspected anything else. Everyone believed that Lin Chong had personally killed his son in order to protect himself and his family and to appease the emperor's wrath.
East Palace.
When Crown Prince Lu Cheng heard the bad news, he was shocked.
He is of similar age to his uncle Lin Heng, grew up together and has a very close relationship.
He could not believe that his grandfather, who had always loved his uncle, would do such a thing.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Lu Cheng's eyes were red as he rushed out of the East Palace and headed straight for the Duke of Fengguo's Mansion.
Inside the Duke's Mansion, there was mourning and cries of grief were heard.
Lin Chong seemed to have aged twenty years overnight. His hair turned gray and his eyes were dull as he sat in front of the mourning hall, looking at his son's coffin, his heart dead.
He was still confused about the cause of his son's death. He kept recalling the details of last night's prison visit and always felt that something was wrong.
Although my son’s curses were harsh, they didn’t seem to be… enough to infuriate me to death?
Just then.
A loud shout echoed throughout the mourning hall: "Lin Chong!"
Lu Cheng rushed in angrily, pointing at Lin Chong's nose, his voice distorted by anger and grief:
"It's you, you killed my uncle! Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs! You're trying to gain power and position for yourself.
For fear of being implicated by your uncle, you actually forced your own son to death with your own hands! Are you still a human being? "
Lin Chong was stunned by his grandson's accusations, and then he was filled with anger and grievance:
"Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about? Heng'er is my own flesh and blood. How could I harm him? He is... He is himself..."
"What are you doing? Are you going to make yourself angry to death?"
Lu Cheng didn't believe it at all. He was so angry that he pointed at Lin Chong's nose and cursed:
"The jailer heard it all! Last night you were here cursing at your uncle, calling him an unfilial son and a beast. Who else could it be but you?"
"To show your loyalty to the Emperor and to keep your title of Duke, you risked your own son's life. You are so cruel! How could my mother have a father like you? Your uncle will never rest in peace!"
“You…you…”
Lin Chong listened to his grandson's heartbreaking accusations, looked into his eyes filled with hatred, thought of his son's tragic death, and thought that his life's work might have been wasted.
Overwhelmed with grief, he suddenly covered his chest with his hands, his face instantly turned purple, his throat felt sweet, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
His body swayed, his vision went dark, and he fell straight backwards.
"Duke!" The servants in the mansion screamed in fear and chaos broke out.
Lu Cheng was stunned when he saw his grandfather vomiting blood and fainting, but he was immediately overwhelmed by greater anger and a sense of sadness that it was just as expected.
Without even looking at the fallen Lin Chong, he turned and rushed out of the mourning hall, leaving behind chaos and wailing.
Lu Cheng rushed back to the palace filled with grief and indignation. As soon as he stepped into the East Palace, he ran into the Queen who had hurried over after learning what her son had done in the Duke's Mansion.
"Treason!"
Queen Lin was so angry that she was shaking all over.
“Bang!”
Without waiting for Lu Cheng to explain, she raised her hand and, with all her strength, slapped Lu Cheng hard in the face with a loud slap.
Lu Cheng was hit and staggered, and half of his face became red and swollen instantly.
He covered his face and looked at his mother in disbelief: "Mother, you hit me? You hit me for that old bastard who forced my uncle to death?"
"Shut up, that's your grandfather!"
Queen Lin was heartbroken. On one side was her father whose life or death was uncertain, and on the other side was her son who spoke ill of her.
"Your uncle's cause of death hasn't been determined yet. How could you be so indiscriminate as to go to the Duke's Mansion and cause a scene, even angering your grandfather to the point of vomiting blood and fainting? You... you are simply unfilial and unkind!"
"I'm being indiscriminate?" Lu Cheng's rage completely erupted. He pointed in the direction of the Duke of Feng's Mansion outside the palace and roared, "He personally admitted to scolding my uncle. My uncle died after he visited him in prison. Everyone knows that he forced my uncle to death. Mother, are you still protecting him? In your eyes, is my uncle's life less important than the power of the Lin family?"
"You... you are talking nonsense." Queen Lin was so angry that she almost fainted. "That's your grandfather. How could he..."
"How is it impossible? He can even kill his own son for power, so what else can't he do?"
Lu Cheng shouted without thinking, "I think you, Queen Mother, have also been blinded by power. You Lin family are all cold-blooded monsters!"
"evil creature!"
Queen Lin was so angry that she felt dizzy and raised her hand to hit again.
Lu Cheng took a step back, his eyes filled with disappointment and rebellion:
"That's enough! From now on, you don't have to worry about my affairs, and the Lin family's affairs have nothing to do with me!"
After leaving some harsh words, he rushed out of the East Palace without looking back.
"Cheng'er! Come back here!"
Queen Lin looked at her son's resolute back as he left. The huge blow made her unable to bear it any longer. Her eyes went dark and she fell down softly, and was supported by the panicked palace maids.
"Mother! Mother!"
Overnight, the prince of the Duke of Fengguo's mansion died suddenly, the Duke vomited blood and fainted, and the prince and the queen fell out.
A series of earth-shattering news was like a raging storm, completely dragging the entire capital into the center of an unprecedented storm.
Inside Ning Pavilion, however, it was unusually quiet.
Jiang Qingning stood in front of the window, looking at the faint lights in the direction of the imperial palace in the distance, listening to Zi Su's low voice reporting the news outside.
"Miss, Duke Feng vomited blood and fainted. The imperial physician said it was due to anger and anxiety, a sign of a stroke. I'm afraid he won't recover."
"The Crown Prince and the Empress had a huge argument in the palace. The Crown Prince threw the jade pendant and left in anger. The Empress also fainted."
Jiang Qingning listened quietly, with no sadness or joy on her face.
The pleasure of revenge did not come as expected, and my heart was filled with emptiness after the dust had settled.
She thought of her sister Qingxi's pale face, the hardships her father and brother faced far away in Lingnan, and the disintegration of the Jiang family.
Lin Heng’s death may just be the beginning.
"knew."
She responded lightly and looked towards the direction of Duke Qin's Mansion next door.
Qin Xiu must have started to attack the remaining forces of the Lin family, and the Fengguo Mansion was doomed.
But the suppression of the prince's party and even the deeper court game have just begun.
The road ahead is full of thorns and dangers. One wrong move could lead to eternal damnation.
The die is cast, there is no turning back.
The night wind blows, bringing a hint of coolness.
Jiang Qingning straightened his clothes and sighed softly, "Zi Su, I'm tired."
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