"Your Highness, please rest assured. Our family will give you a grand funeral, one that will never dishonor your status." Fu Shun flicked the whisk in his hand, his fair face full of smiles, making everyone grit their teeth in hatred.
Without the midwife's help, Wuyou would have died from massive bleeding, while the little prince would have become a wise ruler of the Great Jin Dynasty under his tutelage.
"I'm afraid we can't let Eunuch Fushun have his way." A voice rang out, and then Fushun felt a chill on his neck as a blade gleaming with cold light suddenly appeared.
"Madam Bai... how come you're here?" Fu Shun's eyes widened in surprise. He had clearly sent someone to get Madam Bai out of the way.
"Quickly stop the bleeding for Her Highness." Madam Bai had no time to answer Fu Shun's question, but only spoke to the people behind her. Because her daughter was pregnant, Madam Bai specially requested to go to the palace to accompany her during childbirth. She also brought some people with her to the palace. They arrested the midwife and the traitorous palace maid and methodically helped Wuyou stop the bleeding.
The baby, tightly wrapped in swaddling clothes, was placed in front of Wuyou. She looked down and couldn't help but laugh. It really did look like a skinny, dark-skinned monkey. But no matter how ugly it was, it was still her own child.
"Where are the secret guards?" Fu Shun was not afraid of this. He just shouted towards the high place. As long as the secret guards made a move, everyone present would die.
Unfortunately, a second passed, then two seconds, but no guards appeared. Everything remained the same, and Fu Shun couldn't help but feel apprehensive.
"Eunuch Fushun, stop looking. The guards won't appear." Wuyou quietly swallowed a blood-replenishing pill, her complexion improved, and she chuckled as she held the child.
Then, a round, emerald-green token appeared in Wuyou's hand, shimmering with a faint green light under the sunlight, with the character "Dark" on it standing out prominently.
"You actually got the secret guard token!?" Fu Shun exclaimed in surprise. The Emperor had always kept this token very well hidden, and even those around him didn't know where Consort Rou had gotten it from.
Once you have the token, you have the right to command the secret guards; no wonder.
"Eunuch Fushun, I must admit, your scheme was indeed very ingenious. I once thought you would be my ally, what a pity..." Wuyou shook her head, the child in her arms stirred restlessly, and after being comforted, fell asleep again.
"Now that I'm in your hands, do with me as you please." Fu Shun was a smart man; he understood the situation and knew he had no way out, so he was not afraid.
"Fu Shun attempted to usurp the throne and murder me and the prince. Fortunately, the Prime Minister's wife arrived in time. Fu Shun and the other lowly maids have been imprisoned in the Imperial Prison and will be interrogated at a later date." Wu You smiled. These people wanted her life, so of course she wouldn't let them go. However, she had just given birth and didn't have the strength to deal with them.
"Wuyou, are you alright? This was really dangerous. You almost scared your mother to death." Madam Bai sat by Wuyong's bedside, smoothing the stray hairs at his temples, her face full of heartache and fear.
Although her daughter had already factored everything in, as a mother, she was still worried, fearing that any mistake would harm her daughter and grandson. Fortunately, the matter was finally resolved.
"Mother, I'm fine." Wuyou smiled and leaned against Madam Bai's chest. She had rehearsed this matter countless times in her mind, calculating every step, and she would never allow herself to make a mistake.
Fu Shun and the others were pushed back down, while Mu Yanran outside the door was extremely surprised. Didn't Fu Shun say he wanted Bai Wuyou dead? Why was it Fu Shun who was pushed out instead?
In Fu Shun's view, although Mu Yanran was stupid, the General Mu behind her was not to be underestimated. Even if Mu Yanran was won over, she would not be able to cause much trouble. In comparison, the unfathomable Wuyou was more troublesome. Therefore, Fu Shun did not hesitate to cooperate with Mu Yanran and offered her the position of Empress Dowager.
After all, what woman wouldn't be tempted by gaining a prince, becoming the Empress Dowager with power second only to the emperor, and ensuring the family's prosperity?
But judging from the current situation, it seems Fu Shun has also failed. Mu Yanran slowly lowered her head, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart, her pretty face turning pale. This Consort Rou is even more formidable than she imagined; could she possibly defeat her?
Supported by palace maids, Mu Yanran left in a daze, and no one cared about her feelings or thoughts.
Upon returning to Fengyi Palace, Mu Yanran looked at the magnificent palace and felt extremely ironic. Despite being favored by the Emperor and holding power in the harem, she could not defy fate and was allowed to be overtaken by that vile Consort Rou.
"Bring that dead dog to me!" With nowhere to vent her anger, Mu Yanran gritted her teeth and ordered those around her.
She couldn't do anything to Consort Rou, so why couldn't she do anything to a dog? Although it was tragic, it was the only way she could vent her frustrations.
When Situ Yuan was brought up, he was skin and bones, his white fur tattered and disheveled, looking as if he had just crawled out of a pile of cement. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the black patches on his body were actually congealed blood, a testament to the terrible state he had been in recently.
Situ Yuan was carelessly thrown to the ground by a palace servant. The intense pain of the fall swept through his body, but he didn't even have the strength to cry out. He had always thought Mu Yanran's actions were vicious enough, but she kept defying his moral compass time and time again.
Why? I am the Son of Heaven, protected by the divine, so why have I fallen to this state? I have lost my imperial status, and even my human status. I have been reduced to a groveling dog.
"Bring me my riding whip." Mu Yanran didn't care whether the dog was dead or alive. She shouted to the people outside, and a bright red riding whip instantly appeared in her hand.
As the red riding whip lashed down on him like a serpent, the intense pain overwhelmed his consciousness. Situ Yuan felt a surge of resentment, sorrow, and pain. He remembered that Mu Yanran, as the daughter of a military family, was known for her fierce and ruthless nature. This red riding whip was a gift from him to her; he never imagined it would one day be used on him.
Each lash of the whip brought with it a dense, stinging pain, like being bitten by ants. Situ Yuan's petite body trembled violently with each strike, her consciousness gradually fading.
As he neared unconsciousness, an uncontrollable thought crossed his mind: perhaps dying like this would be the best outcome. Perhaps it was all just a dream, a nightmare from which he could never awaken. And when he awoke, he would still be the supreme emperor, still the ruler whose word decided life and death.
"Your Majesty, this dog seems to be dying." The palace maid beside her keenly sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to stop Mu Yanran.
"Want to die? It's not that easy to take him away to me. I absolutely cannot let him die." Mu Yanran threw down the riding whip fiercely. The operation she had just performed had quickly dispelled her fear and anxiety, and her rationality was gradually returning.
Without substantial evidence, Consort Rou couldn't do anything to her. After all, she was the daughter of a great general and a noble consort of the country, so she had nothing to fear.
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