If the emperor had not suddenly and indiscriminately deprived her of her position as imperial concubine, perhaps she would have really waited until he died of old age, but all of this was ruined by the emperor himself.
"Your Majesty, I have served you for many years. I will be the one to see you off on your final journey. As for the throne, consider it as your compensation for leaving Han'er behind."
Concubine Xian's eyes were full of indifference, and she looked at the emperor as if she was looking at a dead person.
"You...you are dreaming!" The emperor struggled, using all his strength to stand up, staring at Concubine Xian and Chu Han.
"You are dreaming. I have already drafted the succession edict half a month ago. You have no chance, Chu Han. I wanted to arrange a way out for you for the sake of father-son relationship. As long as you can behave yourself and be an idle prince for the rest of your life, you can naturally live a peaceful life. Unfortunately, you don't repent and listen to your mother's instigation. For Tianji, it seems that I can't keep you!"
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, Chu Han laughed mockingly, and the secret guards who were supposed to appear around him became silent.
The hall was deathly silent for a moment, with only Chu Han's wild laughter spreading.
Chu Han approached the dragon bed step by step. Looking at the emperor's increasingly frightened eyes, a sense of pleasure suddenly surged in his heart.
"Father, do you think I am that fool Kong Chenyang? I knew you were going to catch a turtle in a jar, but I still jumped in headfirst. As early as when you fainted, I had already dealt with those secret guards of the royal family. Now, you are really alone."
Killing people is like this, and every word Chu Han said struck the emperor's heart, making it increasingly difficult for him to breathe.
"If you know what's best for you, tell me where the imperial edict is. Otherwise, I will send you to your grandfather's house today to show my filial piety. Father, please don't blame me for being cruel then."
"Tell me! Where is the imperial edict?" Concubine Xian took a few steps forward, walked past Chu Han, grabbed the emperor's collar tightly, and asked.
The emperor suddenly sneered, his face turned purple and his breathing became unstable due to difficulty breathing.
"You... don't waste your energy. I have already sent the imperial edict to the capital. I think it should have reached Tianque Pass. I will give this Tianji to Chu Xuan. Although he has a cold face and has never been close to me, he is the best choice for the new emperor. He has Lu Yanluo, a virtuous wife, and Chu Chen as his assistant. He will definitely create a prosperous era in the future, and I can leave with peace of mind."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Xian and Chu Han's faces turned pale. Concubine Xian was so angry that she uncontrollably grabbed the emperor's neck with both hands and slowly applied force.
"Okay, if you're going this way, then I don't have to worry about the relationship between husband and wife anymore. After all, you haven't had any feelings for us mother and son for so many years. You really care more about that bitch Concubine Yun. Even if she has an affair with someone else and cheated on you, you still want to leave the throne to that bitch's son! If you love her so much, go to hell and accompany him!"
Concubine Xian looked dazed and her face was grim. Chu Han saw the emperor's struggles becoming weaker and weaker, so he stepped forward and held Concubine Xian's hand, saying anxiously, "Mother, stop, stop now!"
The edict of succession has not been found, so the emperor cannot die now.
But it is not known whether it was because Concubine Xian’s hand was too strong or the emperor was already exhausted, but by the time Concubine Xian reacted and let go of her hand, the emperor’s eyes were already wide open and he was dead.
Everything happened too fast, so fast that Chu Han wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Chu Han carefully and fearfully checked the emperor's breath. After a few breaths, he suddenly stepped back, his face full of fear, and said hesitantly: "Dead...dead!"
"Dead?" Concubine Xian was shaking all over, and she said in a trembling voice: "I didn't want to kill him, but he forced me to! He forced me to do it!"
Chu Han hurriedly held Concubine Xian's hand and tried to comfort her. At this point, panicking would not solve the problem. They could only think about what they should do next.
The mother and son looked at the emperor who had already died. After being frightened, they felt mixed emotions. This man who had controlled them for many years was dead, died in their hands. For a moment, the mother and son didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
The air seemed to freeze. After a while, Concubine Xian raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face. She turned to Chu Han and said, "It's okay, Han'er, don't be afraid. His body will die sooner or later. Even if there is an imperial edict, as long as we insist that Chu Xuan's edict is fake, there is nothing he can do. If he dares to bring troops back, it means he is rebelling. Don't worry, your mother will arrange everything for you."
On the next morning, the palace maids and eunuchs serving in Taiji Hall entered the hall as usual to help the emperor cleanse his body. However, the emperor today was stiff and his face was pale. The young eunuch was suspicious and called his companions. Another young eunuch who came running after hearing the noise was sharp-eyed and seemed to have seen something. He quickly pulled his companion behind him and he himself bravely and carefully sniffed the breath of the ** person.
Then he quickly stepped back and said in horror, "He's dead! His Majesty has passed away! His Majesty has passed away!"
For a moment, the Taiji Hall was in chaos, the palace maids and eunuchs shouted loudly, and within a moment, the news of the emperor's death spread throughout the imperial city.
Half an hour later, Chu Han, the only prince left in the imperial city, stepped forward and ordered his men to put the emperor into the coffin, thus ringing the death knell.
After the death of Emperor Qingfeng, the imperial city was left without a master. Some ministers with ulterior motives secretly began to jointly submit a memorial, stating that the country could not be without a ruler for a day and that a new emperor must be elected as soon as possible to restore order in the court.
However, Prince Ye is now leading his troops outside and cannot return in a few days. Prince Su is also in Tongzhou, and Prince Ping is in his fiefdom. So, only Prince Liang Chuhan is in the capital.
Some ministers began to encourage everyone to support Liang Wang Chuhan to succeed to the throne, but there were still upright people in the court who knew that this was inappropriate and strongly opposed it.
The two forces were in a stalemate. At this moment, Chu Han, who had been silent all the time, stood up, looked at everyone in the field, and said seriously: "Everyone, there is no need to argue. Just listen to what I have to say."
"My father has just passed away, his body is still warm, and the cause of death is unknown. The doctors at the Imperial Hospital are investigating. I don't want to hear about the succession at this time. It won't be too late to talk about it after everything is clarified."
After Chu Han said this, no one argued anymore. They all stayed as quiet as chickens, waiting for the imperial physician's result.
Two quarters of an hour later, the judge of the Imperial Hospital came out and said under the concerned gaze of everyone: "The reason for His Majesty's death was poisoning."
Everyone present was shocked when they heard this. The imperial physician remained unmoved and continued, "Moreover, this poison has been in your Majesty's body for quite some time. It has already penetrated into your bone marrow and invaded your five internal organs. Your Majesty died of the failure of all five internal organs."
"This... Could it be that Concubine Hui really poisoned His Majesty?"
There had long been rumors in the imperial harem about Concubine Hui's imprisonment.