Chapter 178 The Third Prince's Dark Moonlight Eunuch 15
At the same time, Xianfu Palace.
The imperial concubine's eyes were fixed on the small, lifeless body, and next to the body lay a small, bloody head, which had just been taken out of the tiger's stomach.
The imperial concubine's heart was filled with endless sorrow and reluctance. Her hands trembled, wanting to touch him, but she was afraid that the cold touch would shatter the last bit of her strength.
Fushou stepped forward and whispered in a soothing voice, "Your Majesty, the clan officials have arrived. They said that the Ninth Prince should be placed in the Imperial Mausoleum so that he can rest in peace soon."
The imperial concubine clenched her fists, a look of determination and fierceness flashing in her eyes, "My son, go with peace of mind. Mother will send the eighth brother down to accompany you in a couple of days."
The imperial concubine's heart was devoid of tears, only a cold resolve for revenge. Every word she spoke was like a blade, sharp and resolute, foreshadowing the coming storm.
Three months later, the eighth prince was fighting crickets in the imperial garden when he accidentally fell into the water and died.
Normally, the Imperial Garden should have been guarded by palace maids and eunuchs in shifts. However, at noon that day, the palace maids and eunuchs seemed to have important matters to attend to and left their posts one after another.
The eighth prince was left alone, struggling in the pond and calling for help, shouting at the top of his lungs for nearly ten minutes.
Everyone couldn't help but feel suspicious, secretly speculating whether it was the Imperial Concubine's doing. After all, the Imperial Concubine was in charge of the harem, so for her, sending the maids and eunuchs away would be a piece of cake.
But no one dared to speak out, because the imperial concubine's brother was a great general guarding the country, with 200,000 soldiers under his command.
After Emperor Sima Jian received the news, he hurried to Xianfu Palace that night. Facing the eunuchs and palace maids, he ordered in a deep voice: "You all should withdraw for the time being."
Led by Eunuch Fushou, the eunuchs and palace maids withdrew silently, and the last one gently closed the door of the hall.
Sima Jian and the imperial concubine were the only ones left in the hall.
Sima Jian stepped forward and demanded sternly, "Old Eight, it was you who murdered him!"
The imperial concubine glanced at Sima Jian and sneered, "I did it, what can you do to me?"
Sima Jian's eyes flashed red, anger and disappointment intertwined. He scolded: "You vicious woman! How can you be so cruel and ruthless!"
The imperial concubine's smile grew even brighter. "Even if I am a vicious woman, wasn't it you who trained me?"
She moved lightly, approached Sima Jian, and whispered in his ear: "How is it? Forcing your wife to a dead end, it must be hard, right?"
Sima Jian panicked, his eyes glaring, "Shut up!"
The imperial concubine's lips curled slightly as she leisurely walked down the steps, saying lightly, "Back then, in order to seize the world, you promised Sister Zhao the throne. But after you ascended the throne, you were afraid that the Zhao family's achievements would overshadow you. So you seduced me, letting the Qin family be the first to intervene, and while the Zhao family fought, you came to reap the benefits."
Sima Jian was furious. He rushed forward and slapped the imperial concubine in the face. "You evil woman, I told you to shut up!"
The imperial concubine was knocked to the ground, her eyes crazed, but she still refused to give in. "You caused Sister Zhao to have a difficult labor, and when she was depressed, you deliberately sent your personal guards to seduce her. Just to force the Zhao family to hand over the tiger talisman in exchange for her safety. I'm right, aren't I? No matter how ruthless I am, I can't be more ruthless than you!"
Sima Jian was deeply moved by her words. In anger, he suddenly grabbed the imperial concubine's neck with increasing force, "I told you to shut up!"
The imperial concubine was not at all flustered. With a smile on her lips, she challenged him, "Don't forget, my Qin family has an army of 200,000 soldiers behind it. Do you dare to touch me?"
Hearing these words, Sima Jian's eyes changed, his hand slowly loosened, and his face became as gloomy as ink...
Outside the cold palace, blood and gore swept the palace, but inside the cold palace, there was peace and tranquility.
Every time Shen Xinran looked at Sima Yi, she was filled with disbelief. This seemingly calm and composed man had actually managed to fool the Imperial Concubine and the Emperor.
Sima Yi seemed to have noticed Shen Xinran's gaze. He raised his head and smiled, "Xiao Xiangzi, what are you thinking about?"
Shen Xinran held the broom in his hand and smiled softly: "I was wondering how there could be someone as smart as me in this world."
Sima Yi's smile deepened, and he tilted his head and asked, "Does Xiao Xiangzi want to report me?"
Shen Xinran understood that Sima Yi was testing her again. She leaned the broom against the wall and sighed softly, "Master, you are my master. What good would it do me to expose you?"
Sima Yi smiled and shook his head, as if he was sighing: "But I am not the only master you have."
Shen Xinran rolled his eyes, walked up to Sima Yi, and said with a flattering smile: "Master, since you are my godfather's master, why don't I just recognize you as my godfather!"
Sima Yi rolled his eyes at Shen Xinran and said, "Get lost. I'm not old enough to be someone's grandfather yet."
Shen Xinran snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Suddenly, the door to the cold palace was pushed open, and Wan Mei walked in. She ran straight to Sima Yi, knelt down, and cried for help anxiously: "Your Highness, help!"
Shen Xinran blinked and thought to herself, this line seems familiar, isn't it the words she usually uses to ask for help?
Sima Yi leaned back in his chair, his expression calm: "Don't worry, tell me what you want to say slowly."
Wan Mei protected her abdomen with both hands, a look of fear on her face: "The Imperial Concubine gave me musk-scented cakes, she wants to kill my child!"
Sima Yi didn't even raise his head. "Since you've already discovered it, why don't you just not eat it? Why are you looking for me?"
Wan Mei's voice trembled: "The Imperial Concubine has absolute power in the palace. I can't defend myself at all. I beg Your Highness to give me some guidance."
Sima Yi put down the book in his hand and said in a deep voice: "There is no solution, but I can show you a way."
Wanmei asked anxiously, "Which road?"
Sima Yi smiled slightly, "Concubine Jing has been in the palace for nearly twenty years and still has no children."
Wan Mei seemed to understand what Sima Yi meant. She looked down at her bulging belly, her face filled with reluctance, "But this is my own flesh and blood."
Sima Yi buried his head in the book again, "The road has been pointed out, the choice is entirely up to you."
Wanmei nodded and left with a dejected look on her face. But she had already made up her mind: as long as her child could live a safe life, she would rather let him call someone else mother.
After Wan Mei left, Shen Xinran closed the door of the cold palace. He walked up to Sima Yi and asked cautiously, "Master, you asked your godfather to put that musk, right?"
Sima Yi raised an eyebrow, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Shen Xinran smiled faintly and said, "The Imperial Concubine has been fully focused on avenging the Ninth Prince recently. How could she pay attention to us little characters?"
The Imperial Concubine used to summon her once a month, but since the Ninth Prince's accident, she hasn't summoned him for three months.
Sima Yi chuckled, "Xiao Xiangzi is indeed smart."
Chen Xinran became interested and asked again: "Master, since I have nothing to do anyway, why don't you tell me why Wanmei gave the child to Concubine Jing?"
Sima Yi smiled and asked, "Tell you so you can tell the imperial concubine?"
Shen Xinran was speechless, thinking to herself, if she wanted to say it, she would have said it long ago. How much did this person distrust her!
Shen Xinran picked up the broom and prepared to continue sweeping the floor. She thought Sima Yi would not speak.
Unexpectedly, Sima Yi's voice suddenly came from behind, explaining: "Jing Fei's brother is the General of the Imperial Guards, and he is also the biggest supporter of the Imperial Concubine's family."
Shen Xinran was stunned at first, then his eyes widened. Sima Yi wanted to cause internal friction between the two families and then kill each other?
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