Chapter 157 Comfort
"You kid..."
In Jingren Palace, the imperial concubine, who had just fallen asleep and was woken up, felt a sharp pain in her temples after listening to her daughter's statement. She wanted to teach her daughter a lesson, but she couldn't bear to see her panic-stricken look.
"Don't worry," she held her daughter in her arms. "She'll be fine. Wu Yaoming disobeyed and hurt you. He committed insubordination, which is against the law. He deserved his own death at your hands."
"Is everything really going to be alright? Madam Wu'an looks like she wants to eat me..."
"You are a princess. Your father will not punish you severely just to protect the royal family's reputation."
The Sixth Princess thought of her eldest brother, and the panic in her heart gradually subsided.
Even though my eldest brother killed so many children, my father only deposed him from the position of crown prince and sent him to Anguo Temple to worship Buddha. He never made the incident public, nor did he ask him to pay with his life.
She just accidentally killed a prince consort who blasphemed the dignity of the royal family. What crime did she commit?
The crime of disrespect should be punished by beheading or slow slicing. Wu Yaoming deserves death.
She sighed.
"Mother, what about the wife of Marquis Wu'an? She wants the guards to carry Wu Yaoming's body to the palace and make a big fuss."
"Your father will take care of it."
The imperial concubine comforted her.
"We will go find your father now."
The emperor had just gone to bed and was about to get angry when he was awakened by a eunuch. However, he heard that "the Sixth Princess accidentally killed her husband", and the scolding on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back.
The veins on his forehead were throbbing.
How long after the wedding banquet? Wu Yaoming was killed by Xiaoliu? Could it be more ridiculous!
After changing his clothes and going out, he listened to his daughter's statement and looked at her anxious eyes. He sighed and said, "Wu Yaoming is the descendant of a meritorious official after all. I must give the Wu family an explanation."
The Sixth Princess' eyes were filled with tears.
"Father, he was the first to use violence. I had no choice but to..."
Emperor: "If the Northern Expeditionary Group knew you had killed Wu Yaoming, they would doubt your friendship and might even ask to marry you. If I don't punish you, how can I convince the Wu family to keep the cause of death secret?"
"You should go to Anguo Temple and stay there for a few months."
The Sixth Princess quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Father, for your grace!"
The emperor then ordered someone to summon Marquis Wu'an into the palace.
As soon as Wu'an Hou saw the emperor, he knelt and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I was brutally murdered in Princess Anle's mansion. Please give me justice!"
"Why do you say that, Lord Wu? The Prince Consort died suddenly of a heart attack, so how can there be any talk of killing him?"
The emperor said in a deep voice.
"The Prince Consort passed away suddenly. Anle is extremely grief-stricken. I have ordered her to be sent to Anguo Temple to recuperate."
"I am also deeply saddened. I will bury the prince consort with the rites of a prince and posthumously confer the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Respect. All three generations of the Wu family's descendants and nephews will be able to enter the officialdom through this grace."
Marquis Wu'an had learned from his servant that his son had first used force on Princess Anle, and that Princess Anle had killed him later. He knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to do anything to Princess Anle.
The emperor was willing to send Princess Anle to become a nun, which was already a great concession. He also compensated the Wu family with titles and official positions. If he still did not know how to advance or retreat, he would be asking for trouble.
He then changed his words in obedience: "I was deeply saddened and spoke carelessly. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Thank you for your grace."
The emperor nodded and said, "The Ministry of Rites will arrange the funeral for the Prince Consort tomorrow. Wu Qing will go to the Princess's residence to take the Prince Consort back to the Marquis's residence."
"I obey your command."
Less than half an hour later, Marquis Wu'an brought his son's body, his wife, and a group of guards back to the Marquis Wu'an Mansion.
The wife of Marquis Wu'an looked at him gloomily: "Are you just going to let it go? Ming'er died so tragically, and you let that evil woman go for this little grace? Do you want Ming'er to die with regrets?"
Marquis Wu'an sighed, "Ming'er used force on the princess, which was disrespectful to the core. We are not in the right either. Your Majesty's handling of this matter is already an act of mercy beyond the law."
The wife of the Marquis of Wu'an sneered, "Which eye did you see Ming'er use force on her? With so many servants and guards in the Princess's Mansion, how could Ming'er have hurt that evil woman? She was the one who smashed Ming'er to death!"
"The Wu family has benefited, and you have a bastard son who will inherit the title, so naturally you don't care about Ming'er's life or death."
"Ming'er is also my son, how could I not care?" Wu Anhou said angrily, "Even if you want revenge, there's no need to rush. What good will a head-on confrontation do us?"
"You are too emotional, calm down first."
After saying that, he turned and left.
The wife of Marquis Wu'an stared at his back for a moment, then lowered her head, covered her son's eyelids, and closed his eyes for him.
"Ming'er, don't worry. You like her so much, Mom will let her go down to accompany you."
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