The prince was stunned: "Father, I don't have any..."
"shut up!"
The emperor was so angry that his face turned red and his veins bulged. He grabbed something on the bed and threw it at the prince. He also grabbed the medicine bowl on the bedside and threw it at the prince.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
The medicine bowl hit the prince's forehead, and he immediately turned red. The queen exclaimed, "Prince!"
She ran over to support the prince, but felt blood on her hands. The prince's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is your own flesh and blood. How could he have ended up like this if he hadn't been instigated by a traitor? Yet you refuse to believe his explanation and instead listen to the traitor's one-sided story. You are truly sick and confused!"
The queen was also forced into a corner and spoke without thinking, blaming the emperor.
The emperor was already very weak after what had just happened, and his face looked even uglier than at the beginning. He waved his hand weakly, "Pass on my oral order. The crown prince has committed treason and patricide. His crimes are unforgivable. His title to crown prince shall be abolished. He shall be awarded a cup of poisoned wine, and the queen shall grant him a white silk... three feet... cough cough cough——"
He started coughing violently and soon spat out a mouthful of blood.
The imperial physician advised, "Your Majesty, please do not be angry. Your body cannot bear it any longer."
The emperor gritted his teeth and said, "Let...let...three..."
The fifth prince narrowed his eyes. Even when he was about to die, he was still thinking about his other sons. In that case, don't blame him for being cruel.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward, blocking everyone's view, and said anxiously: "Father, please stop talking for now. Have a good rest, and you will definitely get better."
He helped the emperor fall down, twisted the silver needle in his hand, and stabbed it into the back of the emperor's head. The emperor suddenly widened his eyes, kicked his legs, twitched a few times, and then tilted his head and died.
The fifth prince immediately withdrew his hand and exclaimed: "Father——"
The imperial physician stepped forward to examine the patient, then knelt upright, "The Emperor has passed away—"
"Your Majesty?" The queen was stunned. Before she had time to digest the news of his own death, the emperor was gone.
The commander of the Yulin Army immediately stepped forward and saw that the emperor was really dead.
The people in the first hall were in chaos and the cries were deafening.
The Imperial Preceptor watched coldly, not shedding a single false tear. He waited until the Fifth Prince had almost finished crying before saying, "His Majesty left a message before his death, passing the throne to the Fifth Prince. Please accept my condolences, Fifth Prince. We still need you to take charge of the situation at this time."
"No, I don't believe it. You are all birds of a feather. You—mmmm!"
The guards stepped forward and covered the queen's mouth. The fifth prince stood up and said coldly, "Drag them away and execute them immediately."
His cold gaze fell on the commander of the Royal Guards. The commander shuddered and quickly ordered his men to drag the Queen and the Crown Prince out. At this point, he understood that this was a setup, and he was just a member of the setup, a witness.
A chill spread from the bottom of his heart. He looked at the Fifth Prince and then at the Imperial Master in fear. Even though he understood, the overall situation had been decided and he had no choice.
He turned around and knelt down in front of the Fifth Prince: "Long live the emperor—"
The fifth prince curled his lips and chuckled, "Go down."
"yes."
The commander took his men away, and the fifth prince waved his hand to let his guards and imperial physicians leave. Only he and the imperial teacher were left in the hall.
The Imperial Master's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the emperor lying on the bed with his eyes wide open. He sneered, "Your Majesty, you are truly good at keeping a low profile. I am ashamed of myself."
These words were spoken to the fifth prince.
The Fifth Prince was unconcerned: "Same here, the Imperial Master is also very secretive."
The Imperial Master was silent for a moment, and he stopped pretending. At this point, revenge had been taken, Lan Shuang was married, and that man could protect her. It seemed that there was nothing he could do, and he suddenly lost his energy.
He slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his young and handsome face.
The Fifth Prince looked at him in astonishment: "You...you are so young?"
He thought the Imperial Master should be quite old, but judging from his appearance, he was only in his twenties?
Because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, the imperial teacher's face was sickly pale.
His overly delicate facial features made him look a little feminine, but his eyes were cold and deep.
"You should kill me now, right?" The Imperial Master had no intention of answering the Fifth Prince. The world was so big that he had nowhere to go. Death was his final destination.
He threw away his mask, showing a gesture of surrender.
His eyes were dull, as if he had lost interest in everything.
The Fifth Prince stared at him for a few seconds and said, "I don't want to know about your past. What happened today ends here. From now on, you should be more sensible and find a place to stay. Don't stir up trouble again."
The Imperial Master was stunned: "You won't kill me?"
The Fifth Prince shook his head, looking at him with eyes that seemed to be both pity and mockery: "I promised Lan Shuang that I would spare your life no matter what. She has done what she promised me, and I naturally cannot break my promise to her."
"Shuang'er?" The Imperial Master was stunned. "Why...why did she save me?"
"When did you two get together?"
"Go ask Lan Shuang about this yourself. There will be more trouble today, so go back and make plans early."
The fifth prince called the palace servants to dress and wash the emperor.
The Imperial Master left in a state of despair. He didn't hear countless people hurried past him, greeting him and bowing. He just walked faster and faster. When he reached the palace gate, he almost ran all the way back to the carriage: "Return home immediately!"
"yes."
The carriage sped along the street. Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians on the road at that time, otherwise something would have happened.
After returning to the Imperial Master's Mansion safely, the Imperial Master jumped off the carriage before it even stopped, frightening the driver: "Sir, please slow down..."
But the imperial teacher didn't stop at all. He ran all the way to the room where Lan Shuang lived before she got married. After opening the door, he was stunned. Everything here was exactly the same as before Lan Shuang got married.
Lan Shuang took almost nothing with her.
The Imperial Master's heartbeat and breathing were rapid, his ears were buzzing for a moment, and he didn't even know what day it was.
But soon his attention was attracted by a mahogany box on the table.
He walked over and touched it gently. The box was quite old and slightly dark in color. There was no lock on it, or perhaps the lock had been taken away.
He hesitated for a moment, and felt inexplicably anxious, as if he would lose something after opening the box.
But curiosity about Lan Shuang still prevailed. The national teacher opened the lid with trembling hands, and found a box full of letters inside?
The national teacher sat down, and the top letter read: From my adoptive father.
He took it out and saw that it was indeed Lan Shuang's handwriting. He opened the envelope, took out the letter, pursed his lips and unfolded it.
"When you read this letter, everything should have been settled. Your great revenge has been achieved. Did you ever feel a moment of satisfaction?"
"I don't think so. Hatred will only corrode one's mind. Even if one kills the enemy, it cannot heal the wounds that were previously inflicted, just like Lan Shuang will never come back."
When the Imperial Master saw this, his heart ached fiercely, as if it was being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
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