If going out offers a chance of survival, it's better than waiting to die here.
The Third Prince's wife knew that once the emperor's throne was no longer secure, he would definitely kill them.
When the emperor learned that Jiang Tian had persuaded the Third Prince's wife that the two of them would enter the palace together as his maids, his appreciation for Jiang Tian deepened.
It's a pity he was born with a preference for men; otherwise, bringing a woman like Jiang Tian into the palace as a favored concubine would have added more fun to his life.
On the surface, both of them were foot-washing maids, but in reality, they were no different from head palace maids.
The two women were only responsible for grinding ink and pouring tea for the emperor; how could they possibly be tasked with washing his feet?
Being palace maids was far better for the two of them than being trapped in a small courtyard waiting to die.
The Third Prince's wife lived with Jiang Tian, but her child was still kept there.
After all, the bloodline of the Third Prince was enough to make the Emperor hate him.
During this time, news spread that Jiang Tian and the Third Prince's Consort had entered the palace and were serving as the Emperor's foot-washing maids.
That evening, upon receiving the news, the Third Prince was so angry that he smashed several tea sets.
Just as Jiang Tian and the Third Prince's Consort had guessed, the reason he dared to leave his wife and children in the capital was because he knew that the Third Prince's Consort was proud and would not hesitate to die to uphold her honor.
But this woman greatly disappointed him!
She actually washed the emperor's feet just to save her life!
He married a noblewoman from a prominent family with great ceremony and eight sedan chairs, and she was actually willing to wash the emperor's feet!
The third prince was so angry that his chest ached.
He stared at Zhao Jing, who stood expressionless beside him: "Aren't you angry?"
Zhao Jing respectfully replied, "I am angry."
He said he was angry, but there was no sign of anger on his face at all.
The third prince slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground, sending shards flying everywhere.
"Go and train the troops quickly, and strive to capture the capital as soon as possible!"
"yes."
The Third Prince has truly lost all face. He used to mock Zhao Jing's wife for not caring about him and for acting recklessly in the capital, but now it seems his imperial concubine isn't much better.
For this reason, several anti-military leaders even sent him messages by carrier pigeon, mocking his wife for being someone else's slave and implying that he was destined to be a slave.
The Third Prince had been suffering from headaches for several days, and his face remained gloomy.
Jiang Tian and the Third Prince's wife, however, lived a very carefree life.
Both of them are insightful individuals; once they've figured things out, they become more organized in their actions.
Even the head maids in the palace couldn't match Jiang Tian's meticulousness.
The emperor originally only regarded Jiang Tian as a tool to anger the enemy forces, but now he has become quite dependent on her.
After all, she was a formidable figure. As a noblewoman in the inner quarters of the household, and despite being a second-time bride, she managed to maintain her position securely; she truly possessed considerable skill.
So the emperor gradually handed over the management of his daily life to Jiang Tian, letting her take the lead.
She was, in a sense, a female official.
Jiang Tian did not disappoint the emperor's expectations, and as Jiang Tian's deputy, the Third Prince's wife was used to doing this job. The two worked together and achieved twice the result with half the effort.
With no empress in the palace and no one to coordinate things, the two gradually gained some prestige and were also flattered by some eunuchs and palace maids.
These low-level lackeys are the most opportunistic; they will gravitate towards whoever can bring them the most tangible benefits.
Days passed by.
On this day, all the civil and military officials did not even attend court, because the Third Prince and Zhao Jing had already besieged the city.
They captured several cities with overwhelming force, only stopping at the gates of the capital.
Their soldiers seemed to be aided by divine forces, each one incredibly fierce. In contrast, the soldiers in the city were weak and listless, either sons of nobles or fat, muscular "pig heads." Sending them to fight was worse than surrendering.
The emperor sought solutions from his civil and military officials, but to his surprise, they stammered and couldn't utter a single word.
In a fit of anger, the emperor banished them to the city gate. Since they couldn't come up with a good idea, they were to become soldiers and serve him to the death!
The emperor returned to his bedchamber and sought pleasure with his male favorites.
As a deposed monarch, he would not stop indulging in pleasure before his death.
Jiang Tian served him from the side, her expression unchanged.
The other palace maids and eunuchs were already trembling with fear, terrified that the rebel army would invade and they would be killed.
After the emperor finished speaking, he took a big gulp of wine and drunkenly declared that he wanted to invite a few people to kill each other for fun.
Jiang Tian smiled and comforted him, then winked at the others.
Those people ran away in a hurry.
If they go out, they might have a chance to survive. But if they stay here, the emperor might kill them, and what can they do then?
The emperor, somewhat delirious, shouted, "Where are they? Where are they?!"
Jiang Tian smiled at him and said, "Your Majesty, this servant is here."
Her voice briefly brought the emperor back to his senses. He stared blankly at Jiang Tian, mumbling, "You, you're a good person, you're not bad..."
Jiang Tian feigned shyness and took the sword from the emperor's hand: "A sword can hurt people, Your Majesty should go to sleep quickly."
"Sleep? By the time I wake up, the world will have changed! I won't sleep, I won't sleep!"
The emperor shouted like a madman.
Jiang Tian smiled slightly: "Then this servant will help you sleep."
Then, she raised her sword, swung it, and beheaded the emperor in a series of fluid movements.
With a "bang," the emperor's body fell to the ground.
The Third Prince's wife emerged from a corner, her face deathly pale.
Jiang Tian smiled and asked her, "Did you bring the imperial seal over?"
The Third Prince's wife had never seen a decapitated corpse before, and she was still in shock.
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