The suffocating feeling in her chest made Bo Ji's heart ache. She quickly took out a wooden hairpin from her sleeve, sniffed it, and the strange fragrance of the wood suppressed her anger and irritability. She then put it back in her pocket.
“Zheng Quchi, do you still have the leisure to care about these things? Don’t you know that today the people of Julu Kingdom will bring back the corpse of your husband Yuwen Sheng? At that time, you will stand in the court and carefully examine a corpse that has been eaten by fish and shrimp and is unrecognizable. Will he be your beloved husband?”
Zheng Quchi's gaze, which had been fixed on the wooden hairpin, suddenly froze for a moment. She looked at the Queen: "Is it today?"
"It is today. Do you know that once it is confirmed that Yuwen Sheng is really dead, a funeral ceremony should be held? But given the king's temperament, he is afraid of offending the five kingdoms. He will not allow you to hold a funeral. He may find some excuse to let them dispose of Yuwen Sheng's body at will, thus shirking all responsibility and avoiding disputes."
Zheng Quchi could easily tell that she was deliberately creating a rift between her and the Prince of Ye: "It's not just the Prince of Ye, the Queen and all the officials think the same way. When he was alive, Yuwen Sheng risked his life to protect the country for you. Now that he's dead, he has no value in your eyes. You can just let others insult and trample on his body?"
Bo Ji wasn't afraid to admit it. She smiled coolly and said, "Once a person is dead, they know nothing. Besides, we can't afford to offend five kingdoms just to seize a useless corpse, can we?"
Seeing how confidently she spoke, Zheng Quchi felt a surge of anger rising in her chest. She tried hard not to let her anger get the better of her, because a powerless outburst would not solve the problem at all.
Her calm, clear, and insightful eyes met Bo Ji's mocking, lustful, and malicious gaze.
“If you don’t want it, I will. If you won’t take it, I will. If that body is indeed the corpse of my husband, Yuwen Sheng, then no one will be able to defile it.”
Seeing Zheng Quchi's earnest oath, Bo Ji couldn't help but find it particularly amusing: "In Ye, you can still speak up because of Yuwen Sheng's influence, but in other countries, who will give you face?"
She had barely finished speaking when she suddenly heard a series of rushing footsteps, followed by one of Bo Ji's personal eunuchs kneeling on the ground with a thud.
"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince has surrounded our Yanchun Palace with his troops. He claims to have found a traitor and wants to personally clean up the palace. However, he has arrested none of our people! He also said that if Your Majesty really does not wish to see him, he will not need to consult Your Majesty and will immediately execute these people as a warning to others."
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