Chapter 150 The Emperor watched as Consort Wu vomited.
"You mean Ruiyuan is still alive?" The emperor stood up excitedly and grabbed the fortune teller's collar.
The fortune teller trembled with fear and nodded, saying, "Your Majesty, judging from the divination, His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed not dead, but my prediction may not be entirely accurate. Your Majesty must investigate this matter yourself."
The emperor's eyes widened, his voice turning cold. "You mean, what you said isn't necessarily entirely correct? In other words, the empress and the crown prince might not even be alive, is that right?"
The fortune teller nodded.
The emperor slammed him to the ground, yelling, "All that talk is just nonsense!"
The fortune teller immediately knelt before him, bowing his head and not daring to speak.
The emperor's face turned ashen, and he pointed at the fortune teller, "You! You've given me false hope!"
An old eunuch walked to the emperor's side and whispered to comfort him, "Your Majesty, what this gentleman said is not entirely useless. We all thought that the Empress and the Crown Prince were dead, but judging from what the gentleman just said, they are very likely still alive. This possibility is a glimmer of hope."
"Your Majesty, why don't we investigate further before making a decision?"
As the old eunuch spoke, he knelt on the ground and performed a deep bow.
The emperor's complexion gradually improved, and he immediately ordered the old eunuch, "Investigate! Investigate! Start from where the empress disappeared! Go now!"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the old eunuch replied, bowing, and rose to leave.
The emperor called out to him again, "Wait a moment."
The old eunuch turned around and bowed, "Yes, Your Majesty."
The Emperor frowned deeply. "You must send someone to investigate this matter secretly, without letting anyone know, especially Consort Wu! If the Empress and the Crown Prince are found, you must ensure their safety!"
The old eunuch hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
After the old eunuch left, the emperor dismissed the fortune teller and paced anxiously back and forth in the palace.
About half an hour later, a palace maid outside the hall called out, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine requests an audience."
Upon hearing the name Consort Wu, the Emperor suddenly remembered how he had neglected her these past few days. He walked to the chair in front of him and sat down. "Hmm, let her in."
Consort Wu was overjoyed when the Emperor told her to go in, and she strode inside, lifting her skirt.
"Your Majesty, it has been a long time since you visited my palace." Consort Wu swayed her body and approached the Emperor with great charm.
The emperor, who was used to eating vegetarian food, felt a strong urge to seduce the delicate and charming Consort Wu in front of him.
He pulled her into his arms and teased her chin, saying, "I've been too busy lately. Tonight, I'll come to your palace and pamper you properly."
Seeing that the Emperor had regained his former gentleness towards her, Consort Wu was very pleased. She grabbed the Emperor's waistband, lowered her eyes and smiled coquettishly, "Your Majesty, may I stay here with you?"
This was the palace where the emperor usually rested, and he would also invite women to his bedchamber for his favor.
Under Consort Wu's tender advances, the emperor lost his temper and pulled her onto the couch.
The laughter of Consort Wu gradually drifted through the empty palace.
However, the laughter abruptly stopped just as it was reaching its peak.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Consort Wu asked the emperor, who had suddenly stopped, as she sat up, clutching her robe.
The emperor frowned, sniffed, and asked, "What's that awful smell?"
"Stinky? Where does it stink?" Consort Wu sniffed around and shook her head. "Your Majesty, there's no smell at all."
The emperor moved closer to her, smelling her arms, her neck, and then her face, his nose twitching twice.
He shoved Consort Wu away abruptly, shouting, "Your face stinks! It reeks of rotting blood! What did you put on?!"
Consort Wu was shocked and quickly covered her face to smell it. "Your Majesty, my face doesn't smell bad."
The emperor hurriedly got off the couch, putting on his clothes with a furrowed brow. "Consort Wu, you may go back."
Consort Wu looked bewildered and confused. She touched her face several times and sniffed her hands carefully, but still couldn't smell anything special.
She dressed and strode up to the emperor. "Your Majesty, I really don't smell bad. Please smell me again."
The emperor, smelling the strong, fishy stench, covered his mouth and nearly vomited. Pointing outside, he sternly shouted, "Get out! Get out of here!"
Seeing the disgust on his face, Consort Wu quickly knelt down and crawled to his feet, "Your Majesty, it really isn't the stench from my body!"
The emperor couldn't stand the smell, so he kicked her away and ran outside.
After running only a few steps, he collapsed by the roadside and vomited.
The palace maids and eunuchs nearby rushed over, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
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