Chapter 512 He has no choice but to admit it
Hai Qingyang glanced at her and continued, "Hasn't he harmed enough of his own flesh and blood?"
Consort Wu collapsed to the ground, utterly defeated. "So all that favor from before was just a lie?"
Hai Qingyang shook his head, "I don't know about that. If you really want to know, go and ask the Emperor yourself."
Consort Wu's eyes were red, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Hai Qingyang was about to ask her a question, but she took the initiative to say, "The old woman who took my pulse back then is indeed still alive. I sent her away after the Empress's incident."
"Where is she now?" Hai Qingyang asked.
Consort Wu said, "If you want to find her in Luozhou Prefecture, just give me my name at Chengming Inn."
Hai Qingyang was overjoyed and quickly wrote it down.
Consort Wu slowly raised her head, looked at him seriously, and said, "I will keep my promise to you."
"What did you say?" Hai Qingyang asked.
Consort Wu gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "Kill the Emperor."
Hai Qingyang was taken aback, then slowly smiled and said, "If you can kill him, that would be even better."
Consort Wu stared blankly ahead, and gradually even her tears dried up.
Hai Qingyang did not release Consort Wu. He followed Zhou Ruiyuan's instructions and hid her in a secluded place.
The next day, news spread throughout the palace that Consort Wu had escaped from the Cold Palace.
There was no eunuch who came back to life; that person was an imposter sent by the Seventh Prince.
In everyone's eyes, Consort Wu stole the key and left the Cold Palace.
The emperor did not believe that Consort Wu could have escaped from the palace and was convinced that she was still inside, so he sent people to search inside and outside the palace.
This investigation took several days.
During this time, Zhou Ruiyuan brought the old woman over.
The old woman's surname was He. She had long guessed that this day would come, so when someone came looking for her, she made arrangements for her family's funeral and obediently followed.
Moreover, she also carried with her a considerable amount of evidence related to Consort Wu's illness from back then.
Liu Xiangxiang also came with them.
Zhou Ruiyuan brought them to his residence and arranged for spies outside to handle the matter.
Now that we have both witnesses and physical evidence, we are just waiting for the emperor to reveal the truth to the world.
A torrential downpour began that day. Zhou Ruiyuan stood at the door, gazing absently at the heavy rain outside.
Du Wanchun came up behind him, draped a cloak over his shoulders, and said, "Go on, this matter should have been dealt with long ago."
Zhou Ruiyuan held her hand and said, "Okay, wait for me at home."
Du Wanchun smiled gently and said, "My nanny and I made sesame oil pastries today for you to eat when you come back."
“Okay,” Zhou Ruiyuan replied softly.
Just then, the servant brought an umbrella. "Sir, let's go."
Zhou Ruiyuan released Du Wanchun's hand, stepped under the umbrella, and boarded the carriage heading to the palace.
The Seventh Prince was already waiting inside.
Sitting in the carriage, he asked Zhou Ruiyuan, "Brother, since you knew all along that there was such a person by Consort Wu's side, why didn't you bring her here sooner?"
Zhou Ruiyuan said slowly, "Because it's not the right time yet."
Although this investigation into the Empress's wrongful conviction was conducted in the name of the Seventh Prince, the Emperor was not a fool. His involvement with the Seventh Prince would inevitably arouse his suspicion.
Once this doubt arises, there will be a continuous stream of doubts.
Their identities will be exposed sooner or later.
On their way to the capital, Zhou Ruiyuan and Du Wanchun happened to receive a letter from Zhou Zhao from beyond the Great Wall, who now commands half of the Xuan Yue Kingdom's military strength.
Even if the emperor discovers their identities, he has the ability to protect them.
Having gone to great lengths to hide for so long, the mother and her three children certainly wouldn't do anything they weren't sure of.
The seventh prince, half-understanding, looked ahead and slowly said, "If Father still refuses to acknowledge us today, what should we do?"
Zhou Ruiyuan's eyes were as cold as ice as he said in a chilling voice, "He has no choice but to admit it."
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