Madam Sheng was very happy, her tone cheerful: "The Third Princess really likes your portrait, but she hasn't had time to visit you lately. Take this opportunity to recover your health. When the Third Princess sees your face, she will definitely be very satisfied and may even take you as a concubine."
Sheng Yan suddenly looked at her, his once gentle eyes now filled with resentment.
Knowing he couldn't accept it immediately, Madam Sheng patiently comforted him for her future glory: "Sheng Yan, don't be so stubborn. I know you don't want to be a concubine, but as long as the Third Princess becomes Empress, you still have a chance to become the Emperor's consort..."
Although the possibility is very small, what if Shao Xi dies?
When Sheng Yan becomes the Emperor's consort and has several daughters, the Sheng family's genealogy can be rewritten from his generation. What an unparalleled honor that would be!
Mother Sheng had a bold idea.
"Stop thinking about the princess. She hates you now and won't come to see you again."
When Nanzhi was mentioned, Sheng Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips pursed tightly.
After giving Sheng Yan some more heartfelt advice, Madam Sheng instructed everyone to take good care of him, apply medicine to his wounds, and help the scars disappear as soon as possible.
"Get out, I'll apply it myself."
Sheng Yan remained expressionless as he watched the servant who came forward to apply medicine to his body.
"But……"
Sheng Yan's eyes were cold: "If I tell you, won't you understand?"
Sheng Yan had never lost his temper like this before, and the servant, unusually frightened, slowly withdrew.
Sheng Yan lowered his eyes to look at the whip marks on his body.
Sheng's mother was very measured; the beating hurt a lot, but the wounds weren't serious, and they would fade away quickly after applying medicine.
He looked at the face in the mirror that his mother was so proud of, gently stroked it, and a desperate, cold smile crept onto his lips.
...
Yang Fengchun died, and the Fifth Princess immediately reported it to Yunzhu.
Yunzhu was already planning to take action against Nie Jue because Nanzhi hadn't died, but now that this incident had happened, her anger was flaring up.
She blamed everything on the merfolk and was about to have them secretly captured when she was summoned to the palace by the empress.
Yunzhu's eyelids kept twitching on her way to the palace, and she felt uneasy. Sure enough, as soon as she arrived, a memorial was thrown at her face.
"Yunzhu, look what you've done."
Yunzhu picked up the memorial and her expression changed drastically upon reading it.
Lin Yinzhu reported in her memorial that she had privately trained troops with the intention of plotting a rebellion.
Yunzhu didn't know how the information had been leaked. She forced herself to remain calm and looked at the Empress, "Mother, this is fake. Someone must be slandering your son."
"I also have my suspicions, so I've already sent people to investigate." The Empress sneered, "It's absolutely true that you secretly bought land and trained troops. Do you still dare to say it's false?"
Yunzhu looked at the Empress in disbelief.
Although the Empress liked her and wanted her to be the heir, she was still afraid, so she secretly trained troops in preparation for any eventuality.
However, what the Empress hated most was that the princesses raised armies and plotted a rebellion.
Looking at the Empress's expression, Yunzhu knew that she was really doomed this time.
She tried to argue her way out of it, but the empress wouldn't listen and beckoned for her to be taken away.
Yunzhu refused. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and with a fierce look, she drew the guard's weapon and stabbed him to death.
The Empress was furious: "Insolence, Yunzhu! Do you still intend to rebel?"
Yunzhu was skilled in martial arts. She quickly killed all the guards before slowly walking towards the Empress with her sword in hand.
"Mother Empress, if you write the edict of succession now, I might spare you."
The Empress stared in shock, "Yunzhu, I really misjudged you."
Yunzhu sneered and pointed the blood-stained sword at her heart.
"Mother Queen, you'd better hurry, or I really can't guarantee that I won't commit regicide."
The Queen knew she was serious.
She was already somewhat afraid of death, and in this situation, she could only ask Shangguan Yue, who was in charge of imperial edicts, to write the decree.
Yunzhu watched with satisfaction from the side.
Since there's no way to wait for the Empress to willingly abdicate, resorting to some dishonest means is acceptable.
Once the edict is written, she will place the Empress under house arrest and find a way to make her die of illness.
She will then ascend to the throne as empress.
Shao Xi, Nie Jue, Sheng Yan...
All the handsome men in the world must submit to her.
Yunzhu thought this frantically.
But they didn't notice that someone was gradually approaching from behind.
She was startled when something cold pressed against the back of her neck.
"Release the Queen Mother."
The familiar voice—I would recognize it even if Yunzhu turned to ashes.
It is Nan Zhi.
She slowly turned her head and saw Nanzhi holding a sword against her neck.
The Queen was also surprised that Nanzhi would appear.
Since the death of her husband, she had never properly seen her eldest daughter.
The way she now held up her sword to save her was strikingly similar to how she was with her deceased royal consort.
The reason she fell in love with the Emperor was not only because of love at first sight, but also because he saved her life when she was being assassinated.
Although he was terrified and his body was trembling, his eyes remained resolute.
The Empress looked at Nanzhi before her and was suddenly moved.
Yunzhu also noticed Nanzhi's nervousness.
She sneered, "Royal sister, you can't even hold a sword properly, how can you save Mother?"
As she finished speaking, the sword in her hand suddenly moved, and Nanzhi was so frightened that her hand trembled even more.
Yunzhu curled her lips, twirled her sword, and was about to stab Nanzhi when Nanzhi suddenly slashed her neck, cutting a wound and causing scarlet blood to flow down her collar.
She was immediately enraged and stabbed at Nanzhi with her backhand, but Nanzhi hurriedly dodged.
Seeing the blood-stained sword in her hand, Yunzhu glanced at her own and suddenly realized something. Instead of killing her, she swung her sword at the Empress.
Once the Queen dies, she can claim that Nam Gyi killed her, and with her current power, no one will dare to contradict her.
The empress looked at the sword aimed at her and hurriedly closed her eyes.
The expected pain did not come.
She heard the sound of a sword piercing flesh, and a muffled groan.
The empress slowly opened her eyes and saw that her eldest daughter, whom she disliked the most, had stood in front of her, shielding her from harm with her own flesh and blood.
Everything seemed to overlap with the image of the emperor's consort in my memory.
She stood there, stunned and unresponsive.
Yunzhu was surprised that Nanzhi would rush forward, but it didn't matter. After she killed the Empress, she could still frame Nanzhi.
However, the opportunity was fleeting.
Before she could even make a move, a group of silent guards rushed in from outside, knocked the sword from her hand, and surrounded her tightly.
The Empress also came to her senses at this moment.
She glanced coldly at Yunzhu, who was still trying to plead for mercy: "The Third Princess has committed regicide and rebellion. She has been thrown into the dungeon and will be interrogated at a later date."
Before the Empress could even grieve after Yunzhu was taken away, she heard a voice behind her.
"It's so good that Mother Queen is alright."
After Nan Zhi finished speaking weakly, she closed her eyes and fainted.
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Hmm, I've saved a few chapters, and it feels like it's almost turned into a personal post???
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