"I hope to hear news of the ladies of the palace falling ill one after another."
"What does Your Majesty mean by this?" asked the imperial concubine kneeling at the front, wondering if His Majesty really wanted them dead. Was it to make way for the Empress?
But the Empress is already the Empress, so why would they need to make way for her?
"Don't worry, I will arrange everything. After you leave the palace, your life will not be worse than in the palace, and you won't have to live in fear all the time. It will be a good thing for you."
"What does Your Majesty intend to do?"
"I'll have you fake your deaths and leave the harem, so that my harem will only have the Empress left." There's no need for any pretense of choosing concubines anymore.
The eunuch also wanted to say: His Majesty has never chosen a concubine, okay? Don't you go straight to the Empress's palace every day?
The other concubines exchanged glances, surprised that it really was because of the Empress. However, not having to die was a relief for them, and they could finally get away from this tyrant, which was something they had always dreamed of.
Therefore, none of the empresses dared to refuse, and even after leaving the imperial study, they all planned to feign illness and leave the palace first.
But the order was ultimately determined by drawing lots.
…
So, just as Ye Zhao was taking the Empress and other ministers on a spring hunt, an epidemic suddenly broke out in the palace, and the concubines of the palace all contracted it.
Fortunately, Ye Zhao and the Empress left the palace, thus isolating themselves from each other.
The palace was also sealed off, and no one except those who could cure the epidemic was allowed to enter.
Not long after this, news of one empress after another passing away began.
Upon hearing this news, Wan Ge stood under the tree and looked at Ye Zhao in front of her: "What did you do?"
Ye Zhao looked at Wan Ge with her beautiful eyes and said, "Little Ge'er said you would learn to trust me."
"That's true, but..."
"Don't worry, they're not dead. I promised you, how could I let you down?"
"real?"
Ye Zhao looked aggrieved: "You don't believe me?"
Wan Ge quickly shook her head: "No, Ah Zhao, I didn't distrust you."
"Hmph! I don't care, I'm in a bad mood, and Xiaoge'er has to coax me properly."
"Then what do you want?" Wan Ge asked in confusion, and the next second she was picked up and carried into the tent.
…
The hunting grounds instantly became Ye Zhao's temporary residence. However, the ministers felt this was not a good idea and suggested that the emperor could stay at the imperial palace first.
Ye Zhao thought that made sense. Since something like that had happened in the palace, no one was in the mood for hunting anymore, so they went directly to the imperial palace.
No one expected that they would be assassinated on their way to the palace.
Ye Zhao shielded Wan Ge behind him: "Little Ge'er, run quickly and don't look back."
"I won't abandon you." Wan Ge gripped the sword in her hand. She had also learned some martial arts, although she wasn't very skilled, but she would never leave Ye Zhao alone.
Ye Zhao glanced at Wan Ge, feeling an indescribable joy, but this was not the time to be happy.
Ye Zhao and Wange were eventually forced to the edge of a cliff. Just before the reinforcements arrived, Wange accidentally slipped and fell off the cliff.
"Little Ge'er!" Just as Ye Zhao was about to jump, the guards immediately stopped the emperor.
"Master, you can't do this!"
"Get out." Ye Zhao's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the bottomless cliff, completely losing his ability to think.
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