What does the loss of your imperial grandmother have to do with me?
Yuan Yao pursed her lips.
She lowered her eyelids and said obediently, "Princess Lan Yue, please accept my condolences."
Please accept my condolences.
Jiang Lanyue's hands, hanging down beneath her sleeves, clenched tightly.
What a comforting condolence.
The Empress Dowager she relied on had actually died!
What should she do in the future?
It was only with great difficulty that she finally gained the Empress Dowager as her backer...
The Ninth Prince glanced at the Empress Dowager's body hanging from the beam, then looked at Jiang Lanyue, whose expression was tragic, and frowned: "You, go out first."
His voice revealed
With tears welling in her eyes, Jiang Lanyue looked at the Ninth Prince: "Your Highness, Yue'er wants to stay with Grandmother a little longer..."
The Ninth Prince's expression turned completely cold: "Didn't you hear me tell you to leave first?"
How do these palace servants do their jobs?
The Empress Dowager hanged herself, yet she let people in!
Jiang Lanyue wiped away her tears, her face full of grievance.
She got up from the ground and wiped away her tears: "Yue'er will go out now."
After speaking, she dragged her frail body and slowly walked out.
After taking two steps, she turned back and glanced at Yuan Yao.
A hint of resentment lingered in his large, lifeless eyes.
Jiang Lanyue left the inner palace, where only Yuan Yao, the Ninth Prince, and the Emperor remained.
She spoke softly, "Father."
The Ninth Prince bent down and put her down.
Yuan Yao took a few steps toward the Empress Dowager: "Put her down."
The Ninth Prince raised his sleeve, and a gust of cold air shot out.
With a tearing sound, the white silk ribbon snapped, and the Empress Dowager's body fell stiffly to the ground.
A cloud of dust rose from the carpet.
The emperor turned his head and stared at Yuan Yao.
The Empress Dowager's words to him vaguely resurfaced in his mind.
Yuan Yao is his...daughter?
This is outrageous!
The emperor turned his gaze and met the eyes of the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince stared at him expressionlessly, a hint of displeasure creeping into his eyes.
The Emperor coughed lightly and asked Yuan Yao, "What did the Empress Dowager say when she summoned you yesterday?"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao glanced at the Ninth Prince.
The nine thousand-year-old man nodded to her.
Yuan Yao then said, "Yesterday, the Empress Dowager gave Yao'er a list of names and asked Yao'er to protect Yin Cai for her."
She concealed the assassin organization and the token from them.
Yin Cai?
The emperor snorted coldly: "She was indeed loyal to that lover; even in death, she protected his child."
loyalty?
Yuan Yao pursed her lips.
Your Majesty, is this loyalty something that can be used in this way?
If the late emperor could hear this, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.
Yuan Yao continued, "The Empress Dowager summoned Yao'er not only because of Yin Cai."
"Hmm?" The emperor looked at her with a gloomy expression.
Yuan Yao glanced at the body on the ground and said, "Didn't Your Majesty ever consider that the Empress Dowager, who didn't like Yao'er, specifically summoned her to her bedchamber in front of so many grandchildren? What was her reason?"
"Why?" the emperor pressed.
"This will only make Yao'er more hostile," Yuan Yao said calmly. "The Empress Dowager admitted it yesterday."
To stir up hatred?
The emperor was surprised.
But then he thought about it again and understood.
Like the Ninth Prince, Yuan Yao was a special figure in the Great Qi Imperial Palace.
She was a princess with no royal blood, yet she lived in the palace like many princes and princesses.
She was even more noble than princes and princesses.
She, who held such power over a group of princes and princesses, and whom even the Empress Dowager couldn't let go of before her death, was bound to arouse a great deal of jealousy and hatred...
Over time, how will Yuan Yao survive in this palace?
The emperor's face darkened: "Even on your deathbed, you still can't resist harming others!"
What a troublemaker!
At this moment, the Ninth Prince glanced at the Emperor and asked in a low voice, "Has Your Majesty thought about how to explain this to the outside world?"
Explain?
What other explanation do you want?
The emperor asked in a hoarse voice, "The Empress Dowager was old and suffered from many ailments. Her return to the capital was too strenuous, which triggered her illness and led to her death?"
The Ninth Prince lightly replied, "Agreed."
With just one simple word, the emperor was subtly agitated.
A-Yuan agreed with his statement!
Rounding it off, it means A-Yuan praised him!
He's becoming more and more of a respectable emperor!
Ah Yuan doesn't dislike him as much as before...
After his initial excitement subsided, the emperor calmed himself down and said, "I will go out now and have people prepare."
With the passing of the Empress Dowager, the Great Qi Dynasty entered a period of national mourning.
Many people were surprised that someone who had returned to Beijing for a birthday banquet would suddenly die.
However, at the birthday banquet, everyone present witnessed the Empress Dowager, who was perfectly healthy, vomiting blood several times in a row.
The imperial physician diagnosed her on the spot, saying that her heart meridian was severely damaged.
The Empress Dowager's faction secretly asked someone to inquire about the truth.
The emperor, after drinking a few cups of poisoned wine, ordered the execution of the palace servant who had witnessed the Empress Dowager hanging herself.
The truth was buried from that moment on...
Qianhua Palace.
Danqing brought in the mourning clothes: "Princess, this servant will help you change."
Yuan Yao glanced at the mourning clothes.
The finest, soft white silk is thin, light, and extremely soft.
When the Empress Dowager passed away, everyone in the palace was required to wear mourning clothes.
As the daughter of the Ninth Prince, Yuan Yao did not need to wear a full set of clothes like the other young princes and princesses.
At least, I don't have to wear hemp or mourning clothes...
Yuan Yao changed into mourning clothes and then adorned her hair with white flowers in her buns.
She asked, "How is Huining Palace?"
Danqing said gently, "The mourning hall has been set up, and the princes and grandsons have all gone there."
"Yin Cai...His Highness has already found a place to settle him."
"Where is Jiang Lanyue?" Yuan Yao asked casually, holding her teacup and taking a sip of water.
Princess Lan Yue?
Danqing lowered her eyes: "Princess Lanyue has fainted several times from crying. Because she is too weak, the imperial physician has been watching over her the whole time."
"I understand," Yuan Yao nodded.
Danqing glanced at her young princess and hesitated before saying, "Princess, there is something I am not sure if I should say."
"What's wrong?"
Yuan Yao put down her teacup and looked at Danqing with curiosity.
Danqing hesitated and said, "Your Highness is wise. I'm sure you know that Princess Lanyue is not what she seems on the surface."
"Inconsistent on the surface?" Yuan Yao added.
Danqing nodded.
Yuan Yao was certainly aware of this.
However... although Jiang Lanyue was cunning, she did not directly confront her.
This kind of person is not easy to deal with.
The Empress Dowager and Heiji, one wanted her life and the other wanted her father's life, so she didn't need to think twice and directly retaliated, taking their lives.
But what about Jiang Lanyue?
Yuan Yao held her face in her hands and sighed, "If only she would have attacked me, then I would have a reason to eliminate her openly and honestly."
Her soft, sweet voice was gentle and sweet.
She said getting rid of someone is like eating a piece of cake...
Danqing shivered.
Our little princess is truly both obedient and sweet, but also truly cunning.
Danqing was relieved; thankfully, she was from Qianhua Palace…
After changing into mourning clothes, Yuan Yao went to Huining Palace.
Huining Palace was brightly lit.
Outside the mourning hall, a dense crowd of people were already kneeling, from concubines, princes and princesses to ministers and ladies of high rank...
The entire square was covered in white.
Inside the mourning hall, incense was burned, paper money was burned, and the sound of chanting filled the air...
As Yuan Yao was pondering, she found an inconspicuous corner to kneel and slack off when a little eunuch approached her: "Princess, His Majesty requests your presence at the mourning hall."
emperor?
Why ask her to go to the funeral hall?
This is against the rules of etiquette.
Could it be...?
The Empress Dowager's words floated into Yuan Yao's mind.
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