1362 Death, I want your life more
There was solid evidence that the Queen had murdered the Emperor, and she was thrown into the Sky Prison that night. Fu Lin presented the evidence he had found in the Queen's palace to the Emperor one by one.
The emperor recuperated for a few days and looked much better, but when he saw the evidence presented by Fu Lin, he became so angry that he fainted again.
"Imperial physician, call the imperial physician quickly."
The emperor's palace was in chaos. It was already late autumn, but the imperial doctors were exhausted. They finally woke the emperor up with great difficulty and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."
"Your Majesty, please do not get angry again. The consequences will be disastrous."
Fu Lin and the imperial doctors knelt on the ground, repeatedly begging the emperor to take care of his health and not to get angry again.
"My wife wants to kill me, how can I take care of myself?" The emperor stared at the witch doll with his eyes fixed on it: "Fu Lin, show it to me."
"Your Majesty..." Fu Lin hesitated for a moment, and was scolded by the emperor. Fu Lin did not dare to say much, and immediately presented the voodoo doll, and of course did not forget to present the things in the wooden box as well.
There were seven or eight silver needles inserted on the front of the voodoo doll, all of which were inserted in vital points. The emperor's birth date was written on the back. The emperor held the voodoo doll tightly in his palm. The silver needles cut his hand, but the emperor did not feel any pain. A cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that the doll was about to be damaged, Fu Lin quickly reminded: "Your Majesty, please take care of your health. This witch doll still needs to be exorcised by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory."
The emperor then let go and smashed the witch doll to the ground. He pointed at the incense in the wooden box and asked, "What is this?"
"In reply to Your Majesty, this is a secret spice made by the Nanling royal family. If it is lit alone, it will make people feel happy, but if it is mixed with other fragrances, it will harm the human body. As far as I know, Concubine Li and Concubine Xi had miscarriages because of this fragrance, and your Majesty's health is also..." Fu Lin did not say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood.
"What a vicious woman! She not only wants to kill me, but also my son." Because of anger, there were some blushes on the emperor's sick face, and his cloudy eyes also had some more spirit, making him look much more energetic.
Fu Lin estimated that the emperor could still bear two more provocations, so he pulled out two letters from under the wooden box: "Your Majesty, here are some letters between the Empress and Princess Mingwei."
"What queen? That vicious woman is not worthy to be my queen. Pass on my decree to depose that vicious woman from the position of queen and give her a cup of poisoned wine." The emperor was no longer sensible at this point, especially when he heard the imperial physician say that he would not live for a few more years, he wished he could tear the queen into pieces.
If he doesn't have the life to enjoy it, what good is it even if he is an emperor?
"I obey your command." Fu Lin took the order and withdrew.
Without any interrogation or detailed investigation, the emperor ordered the queen's death based solely on the evidence Fu Lin pulled out from the queen's palace and the palace maids who testified against the queen.
In order to avoid any further complications or unexpected events, Fu Lin immediately went to the Heavenly Prison with the Emperor's order. Regardless of the Queen's crazy screams, he had the Queen held down and sent her off with a cup of poisoned wine.
Only the dead are the safest. Even if the emperor realizes that there may be a conspiracy or regrets it, it is too late because the queen is already dead!
"Empress, if you want to blame someone, blame it on your opponent, who is a cruel and vicious woman. If she doesn't let you survive tonight, I won't let you see tomorrow's sunrise." Fu Lin looked at the queen's distorted face and said vaguely something that only he could hear.
Even if the emperor did not order the execution of the queen, she would "commit suicide out of fear of punishment" in the prison. This was Feng Qingchen's instruction, and the queen must not be allowed to live until dawn.
“Don’t underestimate any
"One person, the Queen and Prince Luo are not good people, killing people must be quick and decisive, who knows what will happen the next day, if the Queen turns over, I will be the one to die." This is Feng Qingchen's original words, as long as he finds "evidence" from the Queen's interrogation, the Queen must die, and she must not be allowed to see the sun the next day.
"The Queen is dead." After completing Feng Qingchen's instructions, Fu Lin made a special trip to Feng Mansion to tell her the news in person. He knew that Feng Qingchen was waiting for this news tonight.
Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally he's dead. I can sleep peacefully and don't have to worry anymore."
I had been planning for nearly a year and waiting for a whole night, all for this moment. With the Queen dead, Prince Luo and Princess Anping would no longer be a threat, and the Emperor would not have thought that the hollowing out of his body was related to her.
Killing three birds with one stone, Feng Qingchen was very satisfied.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Fu Lin looked at Feng Qingchen's bright face. He couldn't imagine that such a brilliant person had actually arranged everything that happened tonight.
Feng Qingchen didn't know how many innocent people were implicated by her actions.
Feng Qingchen laughed at himself, looked at Fu Lin and said, "What should I say? Should I say that I didn't mean it, or that I didn't want to do this? That's too hypocritical. In order to take the queen's life, I prepared for a long time, and this day was within my expectations."
She admitted that she felt a little guilty, but she didn't regret it at all.
If the Queen doesn't die, she will be the one to die. She lost the Queen's face in public, took Princess Mingwei away, cut off Prince Luo's financial resources, and ruined the Queen and Prince Luo's affairs everywhere. The Queen will never let her go.
"I found that I can't see through you. I always thought you were an upright person who disdained conspiracy." Compared with the Ninth Uncle, Feng Qingchen always fought back head-on, and...
She only fought back and rarely took the initiative to attack, which made Fu Lin think that Feng Qingchen was used to being submissive. Unexpectedly, she would not fight back, but when she did, she would go straight for the other person's life, leaving no hidden danger for herself. She was so ruthless that it was impossible to dislike her.
Because he would do the same.
"You are too kind to me. It's not that I disdain to use conspiracy, but I don't have the opportunity to use it. To use conspiracy, you need to calculate everything, which takes time, and my enemies seldom give me time.
Well, let’s not talk about this any more. The Queen’s death means the trouble is over. Prince Luo will never give up. I will be very busy from now on, and I’m sure you won’t be idle either. Go ahead and be busy. Don’t worry about me…” Feng Qingchen waved his hand, signaling Fu Lin to leave.
Although she has been hiding behind the scenes, as long as she did it, there will be traces. Prince Luo is determined to investigate, and even if there is no evidence, he can find some clues.
Feng Qingchen thought that it would take some effort for Prince Luo to find out about her, but she underestimated Prince Luo's strength. On the fifth day after the Queen's death, Prince Luo came to her.
Prince Luo is currently being held in solitary confinement by the Emperor, so of course he cannot appear in public. Instead, he has someone lead the secret guards away in the middle of the night and appears in Feng Qingchen's room.
In just ten days, Prince Luo seemed like a different person. His eyes were cloudy, his beard was untidy, and he looked decadent. He no longer had his former noble and cool demeanor. He looked like a down-and-out hero.
"Feng Qingchen!" Dong Ling Ziluo leaned against the door, staring at Feng Qingchen with bloodshot eyes, the sword in his hand pointing at Feng Qingchen's brow: "Why? Why did you kill my mother?"
"Your Highness Prince Luo, you came to visit me late at night just to ask me why?" Feng Qingchen was not panicked at all. He ignored the long sword pointed at him and sat down calmly. He looked up at Prince Luo's questioning eyes and said word by word: "In fact, I want your life more."