Stepping through the curtain, all that remained was darkness.
His brows furrowed, and he called out, "Liu Rencai..."
However, after speaking, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.
After waiting for a long time, no one came, and no one in the palace lit the candles.
He struggled to get up, but found himself completely limp and powerless, unable to lift even his hands.
He couldn't help but recall carefully how a plague had broken out in the capital, the situation was urgent, and he had summoned the court officials to the Imperial Study to discuss matters, and then...
He then lost consciousness.
Emperor Yuanhe was slightly alarmed. Could it be that he too had contracted the plague?
However, apart from weakness in the limbs, no other symptoms have been observed.
Although it was dark all around, he could still see that he was in the palace.
He took a deep breath and calmed down in no time. The sudden outbreak of the epidemic in the capital and his sudden unconsciousness were not coincidental.
How long was he unconscious?
"Someone come here..." he called out once more.
His voice was still hoarse, but it was a little louder than before.
However, no one came in, and Emperor Yuanhe had a bad feeling.
Just as he was about to struggle to call out again, a light suddenly shone into the room.
Emperor Yuanhe relaxed slightly, thinking it was Liu Rencai who had arrived. He lay exhausted on the bed and asked, "Liu Rencai, what time is it now?"
It was already 3:45 PM.
Upon hearing the voice, Emperor Yuanhe's heart sank to the bottom.
He looked in the direction of the sound and was met with disbelief and terror.
Yu Nanqing was dressed in a dark robe, seemingly trying to blend into the darkness of the night.
He held the candle flame in his hand and slowly walked towards Emperor Yuanhe.
Emperor Yuanhe stared at him in disbelief until he came to the bedside, at which point he almost fainted.
He gripped the edge of the bed tightly, struggling to sit up, but he couldn't muster any strength. Emperor Yuanhe gritted his teeth: "Yu Nanqing! You... how could you be... how could you be here?"
He is not...
Hasn't he already set off for the East China Sea?
Why would it appear in his palace?
Emperor Yuanhe's aura was extremely chaotic at this moment.
Yu Nanqing placed the candle on the candlestick closest to the bed.
Emperor Yuanhe frowned and suddenly tried to circulate his inner strength. However, the strength in his body was barely formed before it began to dissipate in all directions, and his body became even weaker!
Emperor Yuanhe's heart leaped into his throat. He dared not show the slightest fear, and tried his best to keep his breathing steady. Seeing that struggling was futile, he relaxed his body and said coldly, "Yu Nanqing, how dare you disobey the imperial decree! Do you know that disobeying an imperial edict is a capital offense!"
As he spoke, he looked toward the entrance of the main hall.
Yu Nanqing had sneaked in secretly. The palace doors were still tightly closed, and the people outside must have been dealt with by him. Liu Rencai was also not there. Emperor Yuanhe could only try to buy time and wait for the people outside to discover something was amiss.
He looked at Yu Nanqing: "I ordered you to fight in the East Sea, but you have appeared in my palace at this time. What is your intention?"
"I'll kill you." Yu Nanqing slowly uttered the two words.
With a slight tilt of his head, his emotionless gaze, as if looking at a dead object, sent a chill down Emperor Yuanhe's spine.
An inexplicable surge of anger welled up within him, and the emotions that Emperor Yuanhe had finally managed to calm down instantly crumbled: "I am the emperor! Yu Nanqing, do you know what you're saying? Are you plotting to murder the emperor and your brother?"
Emperor Yuanhe was naturally anxious. Although the two maintained a brotherly relationship on the surface, he knew that Yu Nanqing wanted him dead more than anyone else.
Yu Nanqing's threat to kill him was not just empty talk.
He was now lying in bed, completely defenseless, like a lamb to the slaughter. How could he not panic?
Yu Nanqing ignored what he said and took out a bottle of medicine from his waist: "Yan'er said that this medicine is elusive and that after you take it, everyone will think that you died of the plague and will not suspect anything."
"Yu Nanqing! How dare you!"
Yu Nanqing had already opened the bottle and poured out a black pill.
"Guards! Guards! Someone is trying to assassinate me! Guards!"
"The plague has swept through the entire capital, sparing no one, inside or outside the palace. The remaining people have all been sent into the city to suppress the people. The palace defenses are weak, and it can be dealt with with just a little effort," Yu Nanqing said calmly.
"The plague...you caused this plague?!" Emperor Yuanhe asked through gritted teeth, his veins bulging.
"That's not a plague."
"What?" Emperor Yuanhe was startled and his eyes widened.
Yu Nanqing said calmly, "It's just medicine made by Yan'er."
"Su Wanyan? Impossible! Hahaha!" Emperor Yuanhe didn't believe it, finding Yu Nanqing's words utterly ridiculous: "Su Wanyan has disappeared, and no one knows where she is. Didn't you also injure the East Sea envoy because of this?"
Not to mention medicine making. Su Wanyan is just a woman, powerless and ignorant of medicine. How could she possibly make medicine? It's simply a fantasy...
However, looking at Yu Nanqing's calm and indifferent eyes, Emperor Yuanhe's smile froze on his face, and he could no longer smile.
"Impossible!" Emperor Yuanhe gritted his teeth and frowned. "More than half of the people in the capital have been infected with the plague, as all the court officials have witnessed. How could it be the work of Su Wanyan! Could it be... that Su Wanyan's disappearance was also a hoax, and that you orchestrated it all?"
Suddenly, he woke up with a start, staring at Yu Nanqing in shock, a thought popping into his mind.
He shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"
Yu Nanqing calmly placed the pills in her hand on the bedside table.
The calmer he remained, the more agitated Emperor Yuanhe became, as if everything was under Yu Nanqing's control, making him unable to control his emotions. With pale lips, he questioned, "When did this begin?"
When did he start planning all of this?
From the time he went to prison?
It was around the time Su Wanyan went missing.
No, or rather, Su Wanyan's disappearance was all part of their plan. He couldn't hold back any longer, struggling to get up and roaring, "When did this start?! Cough cough cough cough..."
Suddenly, a surge of blood rushed to my head.
With a "pfft," a mouthful of blood spurted from Emperor Yuanhe's mouth, staining his imperial robes red.
He disregarded his disheveled appearance, desperately wanting to know the answer: "Was it when the envoy from the East Sea arrived in the capital, or... or..."
"Don't you know better than anyone when it started?" Yu Nanqing stood in front of the bed, looking down at him.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." Emperor Yuanhe knew that from the moment Yu Nanqing returned to the capital after his defeat, he had not stopped thinking about his death for a single day.
Therefore, at this moment, Yu Nanqing should also be wishing he could kill him immediately.
but……
"Hahahaha..."
Emperor Yuanhe suddenly laughed, his blood-stained robes making his smile somewhat eerie: "Yu Nanqing! You wouldn't dare! You wouldn't dare kill me at all!"
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