The following day, Emperor Xiu began his attack on Zhaodu, carrying out the final stage of his rebellion plan.
The emperor was woken up very early in the morning.
He often suffered from severe headaches, and the events of yesterday only exacerbated them. He had been making love with his new beauty until the wee hours of the morning before finally falling asleep, exhausted. He felt like he hadn't slept for long when he was woken up and immediately flew into a rage.
"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."
"You son of a bitch, where the hell is Li Fugui?" The emperor rubbed his forehead and got up, kicking away the flattering beauty who was approaching him. He pointed at the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard who had rushed in before he could even get to the point, and said, "Men, drag this bastard and Li Fugui away and behead them."
The palace servants trembled with fear, thinking to themselves, "Hasn't Eunuch Li already been beheaded by you?"
Seeing that things were not going well, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards broke free from the eunuchs who surrounded him and scrambled forward, saying, "Your Majesty, General Wei has rebelled."
The emperor was taken aback, then pointed at him and cursed, "Useless trash! What are you panicking about? Zhaodu has 100,000 imperial guards under the Emperor's feet. How dare you be afraid of some petty madman? Get out! If you can't defend Zhaodu, I will exterminate your entire family!"
The deputy commander felt a chill in his heart and prepared to take his leave, but then the emperor called him back.
"Light the beacon fire."
After the deputy commander left, the emperor sat on the edge of the bed, holding his forehead, his expression shifting between light and dark. The people in the hall didn't even dare to breathe loudly, standing like wooden figures.
After a long while, the emperor suddenly began to smash everything in the palace. The beauty huddled at the foot of the bed in fear, silently weeping.
The emperor flew into a rage, his headache worsened, and a number of people collapsed in the palace.
He was panting heavily, pressing his temples tightly, when he suddenly remembered Consort De and ordered someone to capture her.
A quarter of an hour later, a palace servant scrambled in, reporting in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, there is no one in Zhongling Palace. Consort De has been missing since last night."
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