Nan Yue held the emperor's hand tremblingly, trying to gain a little mercy.

"Your Majesty, Nanyue knows she was wrong. It was Nanyue who was blinded by greed and was about to make a mistake. Please forgive her for her ignorance!"

The palace was silent. Qin Xuelin had sent all the palace maids away early in the morning. For a moment, the only sound that could be heard in the empty bedroom was Nan Yue's sobbing.

It seemed like a long time had passed before the emperor broke free of Nanyue's hand, slowly stood up and took a few steps. After a moment, he was a little out of breath. The emperor sneered, "Look, I am in this state now, all because of you. How can I forgive you? Nanyue, I never knew you were such a sinister person. Now that I think about it, the one I have always doted on is actually a poisonous snake!"

Hearing this, Nan Yue raised her head and looked at the emperor. After a long time, she sneered. The pitiful look on her face disappeared completely, and what remained was only ridicule and gloating.

"Yes, I forgot that Your Majesty is about to die." Nan Yue got up from the ground and adjusted her dress with great arrogance.

Her deep-rooted fear of imperial power made her forget for a moment that the man in front of her, who had once been extremely powerful, was now dying.

And she is no longer the Yue Meiren of low status. She is the queen, the high and mighty queen, the most noble woman in the entire Tianji.

Nan Yue glanced at the emperor, then sat down on the chaise longue behind her, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, anger is harmful to your health. You are already like this, why do you want to make yourself unhappy? No matter how you live, the imperial decree has been issued, and the ceremony of conferring the title of empress has passed. I am the legitimate empress on the jade disc, and I will follow you into the imperial mausoleum in the future. Why are you so ruthless?"

Nan Yue was extremely arrogant, completely different from the person who had just covered his face and cried.

The emperor saw this and sneered, saying, "What? Do you think I can't do anything to you because I'm dying? So you dare to tear off your disguise and reveal your true face?"

Nan Yue smiled indifferently: "Is it not possible? Your Majesty, you don't still think you are the pinnacle of power in this imperial city, do you? Times have changed, Your Majesty. This palace is full of my people. Now, as long as I give an order, I can raze your Taiji Palace to the ground in an instant. In this situation, what is there for me to be afraid of?"

Nan Yue's attitude obviously angered the emperor. He raised his hand, pointed at Nan Yue, and was speechless. Finally, he had to give up and sat down trembling.

Facing the emperor's weak body, Nan Yue's attitude became more and more reckless. She took out a bright yellow letter from her bosom and placed it in front of the emperor. She glanced at it arrogantly and said, "Your Majesty has woken up at the right time. This is the edict of succession that I specially prepared for you. I wanted to issue the edict on your behalf. Now that Your Majesty has woken up, you should do it yourself."

The emperor bowed his head and read the contents of the edict. Liang Wang Chu Han is a man of noble character and can handle great responsibilities...

What nonsense! The emperor took one look at the letter and threw it away: "How dare you! How dare you forge an imperial edict privately!"

Nan Yue snorted and spread her hands helplessly: "Yes, since you are about to die, you must make preparations early and write a decree to pass on the throne. Otherwise, the princes will fight to seize the throne. I am also doing this for your Majesty's sake."

"It's just a high-sounding statement." The emperor sneered at this: "You want to establish the Prince of Liang. Did Concubine Xian let you do that? Are you and Concubine Xian conspiring together to usurp the throne?"

Consort Xian? Nan Yue sneered disdainfully: "She? She's just a coward. She wants her son to be the emperor, but she's also afraid of losing everything if the truth is revealed. Her hesitation is really annoying! How can she be worthy of the position of empress dowager?"

The emperor understood that the day Chu Han ascended the throne would be the day Concubine Xian died.

"You are cruel enough, but she is your aunt!"

"So what?" Nan Yue asked back, "What's wrong with my aunt? Ever since I came to the capital, she has never had any affection for me. Now that things have come to this, why should I care about that little bit of affection? Besides, affection is nothing. The power in your hands is real. This is what you taught me, Your Majesty."

At that time, Ye Wang risked his life and went deep into Pingzhou to provide disaster relief and eliminate the epidemic. How could the emperor have any feelings for Ye Wang? Ye Wang was his biological son, but he was suspected of him in every way. This is the father-son affection under the imperial power.

"So what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

Nan Yue picked up the edict of succession and placed it in front of the emperor again: "Write it. After the matter is over, I will tell King Liang to let him appreciate your kindness and give you a decent burial in the imperial mausoleum."

"Really?" The emperor picked up the imperial edict and carefully read every word on it. He suddenly laughed out loud: "Nanyue, you are too conceited. Do you really think that the entire harem is under your control? Do you really think that you have secured the position of queen?"

As the emperor laughed, Nan Yue's expression gradually changed. She put away the arrogance in her eyes, looked at the emperor warily, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

The emperor stood up again, approached Nanyue step by step, and whispered: "Ever since I was old enough to understand, I have felt that this harem is frighteningly large. Today you disappeared, tomorrow she disappeared, and many of the late emperor's concubines disappeared in this way. Nanyue, your life is destined to end here. You can't blame others. You can only blame yourself for being greedy and ruthless."

Nan Yue's eyes gradually revealed fear, and she stepped back step by step: "You want to kill me? Dream on! Someone come!"

Nan Yue shouted loudly, trying to summon the guards to come in and help her, but after a few shouts, not even a single person showed up, let alone the guards.

The emperor planned the situation and smiled at Nanyue: "Do you think you can do anything by colluding with Kong Chenyang and letting him back you up? You don't know that the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Kong Chenyang is not the oriole, and neither are you. I am the emperor, the master of this imperial city, and you are just traitors who deserve to die."

"Someone come here." In front of Nanyue, the emperor called out to the outside of the palace.

The guards outside the door moved in unison, pushed open the palace door and walked in, knelt before the emperor and said, "Your Majesty."

Nan Yue couldn't believe it. These people were not the ones Kong Chenyang left behind. Why was this happening?

Ever since the emperor fell into a coma, Kong Chenyang replaced the guards of the Taiji Hall with his own people, but now it seems that his people have probably been dealt with by the emperor long ago and replaced by his own people.

Nan Yue was terrified and her face turned pale. This time she was really doomed.