Chapter 107 Xiao Che, you owe me everything...
Inside the Eastern Palace, Xiao Jue sat dejectedly on a soft couch.
Hatred flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, in a fit of rage, he smashed the medicine bowl on the table to the ground: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"
The pitch-black medicine mixed with shattered porcelain splattered everywhere, and the eunuchs serving nearby trembled instantly and knelt on the ground.
He felt extremely annoyed and hissed, "Get out!" The palace servants on the ground were as if they had been granted a pardon and hurriedly scurried away in a panic.
Xiao Jue leaned back and let out a long sigh.
For some reason, despite taking a lot of nourishing herbal medicine, there was still no improvement in her condition.
That lump of soft flesh was like a dead object; no matter how much it was stimulated, it was difficult to make any movement.
Normally, just thinking about Yan Jiarou would trigger an immediate reaction.
Do we really have to use that secret formula? But that's too risky... and besides, it's impossible to go through the Imperial Hospital.
Now the Imperial Medical Academy has concluded that he has no chance of recovery, and I'm afraid the Emperor thinks so too.
He must have already given up on him.
No, he gave up on him a long time ago, how could it be something that happened recently?
Now that he's a cripple, he has even more reason to depose him.
If we don't depose him, how can we make room for his beloved Che'er?
Ha, in order to clear Xiao Che of the controversy over his bloodline and make him rightfully ascend to the position of Crown Prince, he even went so far as to have Xiao Che recognize Jiang Yan as his mother—no matter how flawlessly they performed this act, deceiving everyone else, they could not possibly fool him.
It was simply because he understood Emperor Wei Yuan better than anyone else—if Xiao Che hadn't been the son of the Imperial Concubine, he would never have made him the Crown Prince, nor would he have gone to such lengths for him.
He was cold and indifferent, even to his own children, and only cared so much about people and matters related to the Imperial Concubine.
All that effort he put in was to fulfill the late Consort Gui's wish and allow Xiao Che to succeed to the throne.
Now things have come to this point: Xiao Yan has been deposed, Xiao Che has cleared his name of the bloodline controversy and is enjoying unparalleled prestige, while he has become a cripple. The path has been paved, and it is only a matter of time before he is deposed.
Perhaps when I open my eyes tomorrow, the decree to depose the crown prince will be issued.
Xiao Jue closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
Time is running out for him.
Just then, footsteps approached, and Xiao Jue suddenly turned his head: "Who?"
Su Quan, bowing, walked quickly toward him. When he reached him, Su Quan bent down and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, General Li sent me to deliver a message to you, saying that he has made all the necessary arrangements."
Xiao Jue's eyes lit up for a moment, and a strange smile finally appeared on his face, tinged with a hint of excitement.
He waved his hand and said, "I understand, you can go now."
After Su Quan left, he lay back down on the soft couch. It was more like a rocking chair than a soft couch, with a rocker underneath so that people could rock back and forth when they lay on it.
The incense smoke curled upwards, and the blue smoke climbed up the sandalwood dragon pattern on the armchair, covering the hem of the clothes.
He tapped his fingers on the sandalwood armrest, closed his eyes for a moment, and then slowly opened them, his eyes clear and bright.
General Li Rong, who was then serving as the Right Guard General, had just returned from a victorious campaign but was reassigned to another post. He feared that he would soon have to relinquish his military power, which inevitably caused him some dissatisfaction.
Xiao Jue then took the opportunity to persuade him to agree to rebel with him.
Now that things have come to this, he has been driven to the brink of despair, and his only option now is to fight to the death for a chance of survival.
It's all or nothing.
Speaking of which, Xiao Jue had quite a connection with him. In his early years, when he was not given important positions, it was Xiao Jue who recommended him. Emperor Yuan of Wei saw that he was indeed a capable person, so he let him lead troops into battle, thus making great achievements and rising through the ranks.
Upon returning to the palace, after meeting with Emperor Wei Yuan, his first act was to visit Xiao Jue at the Eastern Palace. Seeing his dejected state, he felt deeply distressed and offered words of advice and admonition. However, Xiao Jue suddenly grasped his hand, his eyes shining brightly, and said, "General, you advised me to pull myself together and not to wallow in self-pity, lest I disappoint my father. But do you know, General, that he has never placed high hopes on me? It is simply because I am not Jiang Chenyu's son; I was born a mistake!"
"Father's heart and eyes are only for Jiang Chenyu and her son."
"I'm afraid he'd be happy to see me fall to this state. Otherwise, how could he make way for his beloved Che'er?"
"Now the entire court believes that Xiao Che is not Jiang Chenyu's son, but I will never believe such nonsense! He looks like that, and you're telling me he's not Jiang Chenyu's son? If he weren't Jiang Chenyu's son, would Father Emperor have gone to so much trouble for him?"
"General, even if it weren't for helping me, are you really going to stand by and watch a remnant of the previous dynasty become the crown prince of our Great Wei? What would that say about the entire court?"
"General, you need not worry about my health. I have a secret remedy that can cure my hidden ailment and will not affect my ability to have an heir."
“If you help me, General, when I ascend to the throne one day, you will have rendered meritorious service. Isn’t that better than having your military power taken away and suffering such humiliation?”
Li Rong suddenly looked up, a strange glint in his eyes, and finally grasped Xiao Jue's hand in return, nodding solemnly.
Xiao Jue was overjoyed. With Li Rong's help, he was at least 70% confident in his success.
He narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.
Xiao Che thought, "You owe me everything, and it's time to pay it all back."
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