Bai Yan's face turned shockingly pale: "With His Majesty's passing, could it be the work of the Wise Prince?"
Although the current situation is unclear, the biggest beneficiary of Huo Jin's death would be the wise Prince Huo Yanjun.
Bai Ruifeng shook her head: "When His Majesty was ill, I was still able to walk around outside. At that time, His Majesty had already passed the throne to Prince Xian and helped him clear away obstacles. If it was Prince Xian who harmed His Majesty, why would His Majesty have gone to such lengths to help him?"
Bai Ruifeng whispered to her sister, "Moreover, Prince Xian was raised by His Majesty since he was a child, and His Majesty and Prince Xian's birth mother, Empress Dowager Chu, were childhood sweethearts. His Majesty has not established an empress or taken any concubines. He is almost thirty years old. What man would do that?"
"I believe that Prince Xian is the illegitimate son of Empress Dowager Chu and His Majesty!"
"What?" Bai Yan looked at her elder sister in shock.
"Otherwise, why would he have abdicated the throne to Prince Xian?" Bai Ruifeng said with certainty, "There was a secret in the royal family back then. His Majesty and his elder brother, who was then the Crown Prince, went to the battlefield together, but were hit by enemy smoke. There was only one antidote, and Crown Princess Chu gave that antidote to His Majesty!"
"ah?"
Bai Ruifeng continued, "Otherwise, how can we explain why His Majesty, upon ascending the throne, not only did not punish his nephew, the Prince Xian, who was highly likely to usurp the throne, but also took both Lady Chu and him into the palace to be cared for?"
"His Majesty's posthumous conferment of the title of Emperor upon the late Crown Prince shows his deep affection, but Empress Dowager Chu has also been honored as Empress Dowager by His Majesty!"
"Xiao Yan, I know you lack the care of your elders. His Majesty loves you, so it must be very sad for you to hear this news. But please don't be too sad."
"Right now, we're surrounded by wolves. Liu Yunrou won't let me go, and you're my sister, so she won't spare you either. In His Majesty's heart, no matter how cute and obedient you are, you can't compare to the illegitimate son, Prince Xian..."
Bai Yan couldn't listen anymore; she didn't want to listen either.
So he got up and walked outside, shouting into the empty courtyard, "I want to enter the palace, take me to the palace, I want to see His Majesty."
No one paid any attention to her, so Bai Yan said, "If you don't take me with you, I'll go and storm the palace myself."
The hidden guards protecting the two sisters looked pained. Since His Majesty had sent them to protect them, he must value them highly... If they were to break into the palace and get injured, they would have to protect them.
Before long, a low-key carriage appeared outside the Bai residence, and a voice drifted out: "Second Miss, please get in the carriage."
Bai Yan lifted her skirt and walked out. Bai Ruifeng frowned and was about to follow, but was stopped by her secret guard, Master Shisi: "Eldest Miss, don't go. His Majesty may see the Second Miss, but not you."
Bai Ruifeng looked at the carriage disappearing into the night with some concern: "Although they are elders, it's not very good for their reputation to be out so late at night..."
fourteen:……
He really couldn't understand the young woman's thought process. She was very straightforward in some matters, but how could she have such a rich imagination in others?
...
To avoid attracting attention, Bai Yan entered the palace wearing a dark cloak. Just as she was about to walk into Huo Jin's bedchamber, a familiar face appeared from the side—the old eunuch who served Huo Jin personally.
"Second Miss, His Majesty said he would not see you today. Would you like to rest in another palace?"
The old eunuch wore a fawning smile. The emperor inside was the ancestor, while the person in front of him was the emperor's little ancestor.
At this moment, a painful scream came from inside the door, and Bai Yan naturally couldn't hold back any longer.
She looked at the old eunuch and said, "You listen to His Majesty. After His Majesty regains consciousness, he will listen to me. So, who do you listen to?" She exuded an aura of authority, naturally displaying the majesty of someone who had been an empress.
The old eunuch was momentarily intimidated by her and did not stop her, while Bai Yan had already pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.
The old eunuch dared not go in from outside... His Majesty's illness was deadly. If he paced around for a while and really went mad and killed the Second Miss, wouldn't he also take his own life tomorrow?
He was extremely worried, and he tentatively walked towards the bedchamber.
When Bai Yan stepped into the bedchamber, the once orderly chamber was now a mess, marked by signs of violent destruction. Bai Yan frowned slightly, took a step forward, and then gently moved aside the screen in front of her…
Inside the screen, the man's upper clothes were tattered, revealing wounds on his waist and abdomen from both impacts and cuts from sharp objects. Fresh blood flowed down his body along with old wounds. He sat on the ground, exhausted, his ankles chained.
Huo Jin felt a terrible headache, a splitting pain.
In the midst of the pain, a woman's gentle face and watery eyes appeared—his mother. When he, a toddler, tried to hug her, she pushed him away violently, then, with tears streaming down her face, raised a knife and stabbed him deeply…
Next came a man, his father, who approached him step by step, shouting, "You wicked son, if you commit patricide, it will be unforgivable!" He then severed his head at his shouts...
The thunderous roar, like drumbeats, and the woman's weeping mingled in his ears, creating an eerie sound that haunted him night after night. Was it truly a ghost coming to claim his life?
He was a born demon, having murdered his mother and father, so Heaven must punish him.
His head was throbbing so badly that he could only do other things to ease the pain. He slammed his hand down on the broken porcelain beside him, blood streaming down his wrist. But in the next moment, his wrist was gently lifted up...
Huo Jin raised his bloodthirsty eyes, but before he could even raise his fist, his gaze fell upon her pained eyes.
Her face was clean and her eyes were bright, as if she came from a celestial palace.
"Does your head hurt a lot?" She gently stroked his chin. "Do you want to do something to ease the pain?"
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