The constant sarcasm and insults from the surroundings intensified the old emperor's suffering.
He was a king above all others! Yet Gu Sijin tormented him to the point where everyone mocked him!
Once his injuries heal, we must massacre the imperial city.
Kill all the fools who mocked him, and chop Gu Sijin into a thousand pieces and feed him to the dogs!
"Your Majesty has arrived?" Si Jin smiled and beckoned to the old emperor, who was covered in blood on the ground, with an exceptionally friendly attitude: "Come up, let this humble subject take a look at you."
He deliberately referred to himself as a criminal, while the emperor knelt and kowtowed to a criminal.
These words were an immense humiliation to the old emperor. His face turned pale and then purple, and he almost coughed up blood and died.
But he stubbornly climbed the stairs.
His eyes were sunken, he was breathing heavily, and his movements were shaky. He finally managed to reach the top step, when suddenly, bang—
Si Jin kicked him down.
It rolled all the way down to the first floor, almost breaking its neck, which had been sliced into eight pieces.
The old emperor gasped for breath a few times, and when the imperial physician behind him helped him up, the hatred in his eyes deepened.
He swore that if he still had the strength, he would pounce on her right now and bite Si Jin's neck off.
But then, the handsome man on the stairs spoke up innocently: "Your Majesty, how could you be so careless? Please come up again."
The old emperor went up again, and Si Jin kicked him again. This happened three times before he was finally able to lie down in the room and catch his breath.
The imperial physicians followed them into the room, and Yuwen Linyuan followed them in as well.
The moment the door closed, the imperial physicians fell silent, too terrified to even breathe—Governor Gu was far too presumptuous; who knew what fate awaited him once His Majesty recovered.
They don't want to get into trouble.
The old emperor lay on the couch, staring wide-eyed as Si Jin took out several silver needles and slowly inserted them into several of his acupoints.
The old emperor felt needle pricks for the first time, the pain was so intense that he had difficulty breathing and could not move.
Could it be... that this bitch has poisoned the silver needles again?
Upon having this thought, the old emperor struggled, only to have Si Jin pierce his head with a needle.
The pain was excruciating, and I was completely unable to move.
"Your Majesty," Si Jin finally spoke softly.
The voice was soothing and pleasant to the ear, yet it made people tremble and wish they could run away on the spot.
He said, “You have always liked to control power and were afraid that the prime minister would share power. You abolished the prime minister and set up the Wenyuan Pavilion to monitor the government. Later, you were afraid that the Wenyuan Pavilion would be out of control, so you set up the Eastern Depot to promote me.”
"Later, you set up the Western Depot in addition to the Eastern Depot, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard in addition to the Western Depot. In the end, you turned around and blamed us eunuchs for interfering in politics and disrupting the court. You even demanded that the annual tribute be taken from my Gu family."
"You've really got a good plan. How does it feel to be under my control now?"
After asking, Si Jin chuckled softly, her voice sweet and alluring, which made the old emperor so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes.
Some imperial physicians rushed forward, eager to push aside Si Jin and claim the credit for protecting the emperor, hoping to gain promotion and a higher rank.
But before he could take two steps, Yuwen Linyuan raised his sword and held it to his neck: "Young Master Gu is treating the Emperor's illness. What are you doing rushing up there? If you delay Young Master Gu's acupuncture treatment, can you afford to compensate for it?"
The imperial physician was about to step forward when he realized that the crown prince would never dare to kill the emperor, so he shouted, "Gu Sijin has long harbored rebellious intentions; helping him is aiding and abetting a wicked man..."
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With a flash of sword light, the imperial physician stared wide-eyed and fell to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.
A few drops of blood splattered on the old emperor, plunging him into utter despair.
Why would Yuan'er, the little Yuan'er he raised, protect Gu Sijin and turn against his father, the emperor?
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