The palace maid was startled.
The gentle and tender Consort Lian of the past is gone forever.
"There are...a lot of guards outside..."
Consort Lian took two steps back, her face ashen, staring intently at the outside of the palace.
A tall guard carrying a sword entered Yaoguang Palace, followed by a young man in a black and gold embroidered dragon robe.
Consort Lian couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.
This was the first time the emperor had entered her palace.
But it was for... the girl he was holding.
Consort Lian stepped forward with graceful bearing and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, this concubine greets you."
The young emperor lowered his dark eyes, his gaze cold and devoid of any emotional fluctuation as he looked at her.
Consort Lian's smile crumbled, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
At worst, framing the Imperial Concubine would result in... being banished to the Cold Palace.
Her family was very powerful, and even the emperor would think twice because of her father.
"Kneel down," the young emperor commanded coldly.
Unable to withstand the pressure, Consort Lian knelt down on the bluestone ground with a thud.
Fu Sang took a few steps forward and looked down at the pitiful Lian Fei on the ground.
"Consort Lian, did you use witchcraft to frame me?"
Consort Lian knew she could no longer deny it.
"yes."
Fu Sang sighed softly and said, "I treated you like an elder sister, why did you..."
The original owner genuinely regarded Consort Lian as a kind older sister, and often visited Yaoguang Palace, bringing her the finest gifts.
Consort Lian suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at the girl.
"elder sister?"
She gave a sarcastic smile and said viciously, "There are no sisters in the harem! You are nothing more than a stepping stone for me to ascend to the position of Empress!"
Fu Sang had anticipated this, and felt neither sorrow nor joy.
"Since you confess..."
Fu Sang glanced back at the young emperor.
"What should we do with her?"
Puyang Tang stepped forward and embraced her, saying calmly, "Execute her immediately."
He once said that anyone who hurt her should die.
Consort Lian was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, staring at the young man in disbelief.
"Your Majesty!" she cried, trying to rush forward.
The guards grabbed her arms and held her in place.
"Your Majesty, you cannot kill me..."
Puyang Tang coldly said, "Take him away!"
The guards gagged Consort Lian and took her away.
The eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground heard the young emperor's ruthless order.
"Kill them all!"
The eunuchs and palace maids in Yaoguang Palace had all been involved in murders to cover up their crimes; not one of them was any good.
Fusang did not stop this killing.
Once the conspiracy is exposed, these people will have to pay the price for their crimes.
Puyang Tang left with Fu Sang in his arms.
A mournful cry echoed from the palace, like the voice of a vengeful ghost from hell.
The execution of Consort Lian caused considerable turmoil in the imperial court.
However.
What shocked the ministers even more was yet to come.
One day.
To please his concubine, the emperor actually lit the bonfire on the beacon tower.
The beacon towers on the city wall burned with raging flames, like thousands of bright lamps illuminating the imperial city, one after another, making the vast landscape look magnificent.
When the feudal lords who rushed to the emperor's aid found him unharmed, they lit the beacon towers just to please the imperial concubine.
I was furious.
What's even more infuriating is that the emperor, accompanied by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, roasted meat for his concubine on the beacon tower of the city wall.
Fine wine in a luminous cup, crispy pork on a golden jade plate.
It was extravagant to the extreme.
The emperor actually played tricks on the feudal lords for the sake of a mere concubine.
This incident greatly angered the court officials, who submitted memorials denouncing the imperial concubine.
Even if a favored concubine's smile could charm a hundred beauties, this is not how one should be favored. Such a thing must never be done a second time.
Wolong Hall.
Fu Sang almost choked with laughter as she looked at the memorials from the court officials denouncing her.
Puyang Tang bent down and hugged her, resting his chin on her rounded shoulder.
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