Chapter 981 Suicide
Upon hearing Tushe'er's words, Shang Ruyi also fell silent.
However, it wasn't that Tushe'er only realized this at this point; in fact, the fact was already there when she decided to feign illness.
but--
She whispered, "Are you worried that the Emperor will blame me?"
Tushe'er nodded cautiously.
Shang Ruyi chuckled lightly, but there was no sign of relief in her expression. Instead, her usually clear and bright eyes revealed a solemnity tinged with murderous intent. She said, "Of course I know that if I insist on killing Han Yuhui, even if the Emperor doesn't say anything now, he may harbor resentment in the future."
This situation is similar to when Yuwen Ye used his abdication edict to get Yuwen Yuan to bestow the title of King of Han upon Yuwen Qian.
It was a form of coercion against the emperor.
Even though Yuwen Yuan's handling of Han Yuhui was very contradictory, after all, Han Yuhui had harmed the eldest grandson of the emperor this time, and Yuwen Yuan would personally investigate the clues about Wen Ying in order to protect Yuan Gan, which was understandable. However, this feeling of being forced was very fatal for an emperor.
Shang Ruyi was silent for a while, then said, "Even if the Emperor truly harbors resentment, that is a matter for the future."
"..."
"Right now, right now, I must kill Han Yuhui!"
"..."
"I cannot allow someone who wants to harm my child to remain in this world, let alone in the palace. Otherwise, my child will forever be a target for others!"
Hearing Shang Ruyi's words, Tushe'er nodded.
She also understood a mother's anger about this matter. This was why Shang Ruyi knew she would offend the emperor, but she still had to do it. It's not only the emperor who has a sore spot; perhaps every mother has one, which is related to her child. And what Han Yuhui touched was the thing she should never have touched!
Tushe'er said, "This servant understands, Your Highness. Rest assured, no matter who comes, this servant will definitely keep them at bay!"
Shang Ruyi looked up at her and smiled faintly.
Han Shanggong was convicted and imprisoned in the Dali Temple. Although it was just a case in the palace, it somehow suddenly reached the court. The next morning, a court official openly submitted a memorial requesting the emperor to pardon Han Shanggong.
With someone guarantor, there were naturally others who would impeach her. Another group of officials immediately stood up and denounced Han Yuhui for plotting to harm the eldest grandson of the emperor, a crime that could not be punished.
Yuwen Yuan clearly did not expect that this matter would escalate to the point of reaching the imperial court, let alone that the court officials would get involved.
However, upon closer reflection, it becomes clear.
This is not simply a matter of Han Yuhui's life or death. Everyone can see that this is a struggle, or rather, a game of strategy, between His Highness the Prince of Qin, who is leading troops in the field, and His Highness the Crown Prince, who is firmly in the court.
Everyone was judging, or rather influencing, the future of the Crown Prince and the King of Qin based on her life or death.
As a result, the trial of the Tangquan Palace case was interrupted due to Pei Xingyuan's kidnapping, and the once quiet court was once again in turmoil. Even though she was deep in the palace, Shang Ruyi could guess how the officials in the outer court were fighting each other fiercely.
Yuwen Yuan was also gradually unable to hold on any longer.
If this matter hadn't escalated and remained confined to the palace, or if it had only been investigated by the Court of Judicial Review and the outcome left to him, then Han Yuhui's life or death would ultimately be in his hands. But since it had reached the imperial court, things were far more complicated. Murdering a royal heir was no small matter. If even such a serious crime could be cleared up, wouldn't that be telling everyone that murdering members of the royal family could be a big or small matter? This was clearly opening the door to thieves!
As a result, Yuwen Yuan suspended court for two consecutive days.
Before we knew it, it was the third day.
On this day, Yuwen Yuan was still reviewing memorials in the Liangyi Hall, but he couldn't write a single stroke of his imperial brush for a long time. It was the eunuch Yu who was watching him, who brought him a cup of tea and said softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty hasn't had a full night's sleep these past two days. Why don't you rest for a while?"
"..."
Yuwen Yuan didn't speak, but simply gripped the pen tightly in his hand.
He asked, "Princess Qin, how is the situation?"
Eunuch Yu glanced at him cautiously, then said, "The Imperial Medical Bureau still sends the medicine over on time every day, but it seems there's no sign of improvement."
"..."
Yuwen Yuan's brows furrowed even more.
Just then, someone gently knocked on the door of the main hall, and Eunuch Yu hurriedly went out.
Meanwhile, Crown Prince Yuwen Qian also entered the palace. He did not go directly to the Liangyi Hall to pay his respects to the emperor, but instead went to the outside of the Qianqiu Hall first.
The weather was rather gloomy today. Thick, dark clouds hung over Chang'an like a black net, and there wasn't even a breath of wind. The stuffiness made it hard to breathe, and the busy palace maids and eunuchs were all sweating profusely. Only Yuwen Qian seemed to feel no stuffiness or heat at all. His handsome face was even paler and bloodless than it had been three days ago, and he exuded an aura of icy coldness.
He stood outside the Hall of Auspicious Autumns, looking at the palace before him.
Just like three days ago, the doors and windows were still tightly shut. One could barely hear the sounds of palace maids and eunuchs sweeping under the eaves and in the corners of the walls, but the entire palace remained very quiet.
Yuwen Qian remained silent for a moment, then personally stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, footsteps sounded inside. The door opened a crack, revealing Tushe'er's pretty and innocent face. Upon seeing Yuwen Qian, she showed a surprised and fearful expression: "Your Highness."
Yuwen Qian said politely, "I've come to visit Princess Qin. Is she feeling better?"
Tushe'er glanced at him, then looked back over her shoulder, and said with a forced smile, "Your Highness, please forgive us, but our Queen is still recovering from her illness and cannot receive guests at the moment."
Yuwen Qian took a deep breath and said, "Not ready yet?"
"yes."
"Could we please summon the imperial physician for a consultation?"
"Of course, Physician Su comes every day."
What was the result?
"The imperial physician said that the princess caught a cold from being confined to Chengqian Palace, and the fright she has experienced these past few days has exacerbated her illness, so she won't recover easily."
"..."
Yuwen Qian was silent for a moment, then raised his translucent eyes to look at Tushe'er: "Really, can't it get better?"
"..."
Tushe'er was taken aback by his gaze.
Just then, a young eunuch rushed over, probably to deliver some message to the Liangyi Hall. Upon seeing Yuwen Qian, he immediately stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, so you're here."
Yuwen Qian asked, "What do you want with me?"
The young eunuch said, "This servant did not come to see His Highness the Crown Prince, but His Majesty sent someone to the Crown Prince's residence to deliver a message to His Highness."
Yuwen Qian frowned slightly: "What exactly is the matter?"
The young eunuch said, "Lady Han, Lady Han committed suicide in the prison of the Dali Temple."
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