Chapter 305 Elopement
The court officials looked at each other, wondering what else they could do when they saw the rows of imperial guards outside. They had made the right choice when Pei Siyan took control of the military.
Regardless of who Emperor Muzong favored as the next emperor, it had to be Pei Siyan!
The imperial guards surrounded the Cold Palace like an iron gate. Pei Siyan grabbed her hand and left, leaving the emperor roaring in fury in the silent night sky...
The lanterns under the corridor of Wutong Garden swayed in the wind, emitting a dim glow. After bathing and changing clothes, the couple were both wide awake.
Pei Siyan sat at his desk, writing furiously and constantly reviewing memorials.
Dou Wenyi was distraught, casually flipping through a travelogue, but unable to concentrate on it at all. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. If Emperor Muzong insisted on not writing the edict to allow Pei Siyan to succeed to the throne, those ministers, for the sake of their own lives, would probably take turns advising him, and who knew how long this tug-of-war would last.
Not long after, Eunuch Anxi's joyful voice rang out from outside the hall, "Your Highness, the matter has been settled, and His Majesty has issued two imperial edicts."
"Good!" Pei Siyan's pen didn't stop moving at all, as if this was something he had expected all along.
Dou Wenyi frowned, looked up in astonishment, and couldn't understand it at all.
Just moments ago, the father and son were locked in a tense standoff, neither willing to yield, but in less than half an hour, Emperor Muzong had already compromised.
What method did he use?
Pei Siyan caught a glimpse of her expectant gaze out of the corner of his eye and chuckled softly, "Want to know?"
Dou Wenyi opened her charming eyes and nodded honestly.
"I just prepared a generous gift for him: a diary that had been sealed away for more than ten years."
"Empress Wen's own handwriting?" Dou Wenyi stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Pei Siyan nodded, then shook his head.
Since he possessed something that could make Emperor Muzong forgive and forget all his prejudices, why did he keep it hidden for over a decade before finally revealing it?
Is the goal to maximize the effectiveness of this journal?
For example, right now, should we help him ascend the throne?
Pei Siyan placed the wolf-hair brush on the jade pen holder, got up and walked over, gently took her hand and kneaded it, "What he has been longing for all his life has always been the Empress's love. In fact, the Empress also had genuine feelings for him, but unfortunately, he was ungrateful and let her down."
"They drive people to their deaths, and then they pretend to be deeply affectionate."
“When my mother passed away, I hated him to the core, and I burned that book in a fire… The book he sees now is one that I selected from my memory the passages where my mother showed him affection, and then wrote it in imitation of my mother’s handwriting.”
"I stayed up many nights to write this diary. After it was finished, I had to have it aged by a specialist. It took me a lot of effort. There is a painting in the box in the Cold Palace. He painted it himself. He would take it out and think of it whenever he came to the Cold Palace."
“I left a clue on the back of the painting, and he lived up to expectations by digging up this diary that I had deliberately hidden under the crabapple tree.”
Dou Wenyi was greatly shocked. So, he used a fake diary to deceive Emperor Muzong, and only then did he willingly write the edict of succession!
"How can you be so sure that His Majesty will be at peace after seeing that diary?"
Pei Siyan's face showed a hint of mockery, "I never believed in his character, but I just gambled on human nature."
Dou Wenyi understood instantly.
The reason why Emperor Muzong was in pain was because he could not get what he wanted. When he learned that Empress Wen had him in her heart, that he was the one she loved and cared about the most, he was naturally able to let go of his obsession.
Emperor Muzong knew that he had made an irreparable mistake, yet he stubbornly believed that Wenwan should not be blamed, even though she ended her life in such a drastic way as suicide.
Emperor Muzong still clung to the hope that Wenwan loved him and would forgive him...
Dou Wenyi asked doubtfully, "Couldn't he tell that the diary was forged by you?"
Pei Siyan sneered, "He has always lived in a world he created himself. This diary is the magic cure to untangle his knot in his heart. Even if he senses something is amiss, he will convince himself otherwise."
Besides, the things recorded in that log were all secrets between Wen Wan and Emperor Muzong that no one else knew, so he wouldn't have any doubts.
Pei Siyan suddenly gripped her waist with his strong hand and bit her ear, "Yi'er, are you very worried today?"
"Um."
"I'm worried that in my rage, I might not be able to resist killing those important officials? Or killing Shen Yanzhou?"
Dou Wenyi's heart skipped a beat.
Pei Siyan's eyes were dark as he gently pinched her chin with his fingertips, his tone displeased, "Yi'er, in your heart am I such a murderous person?"
"No..." she said, feeling a little guilty, her eyes darting away.
"From now on, you can't assume that about me. I will make sure Shen Yanzhou lives a long, long life. I will let them all see us grow old together in love."
"You are mine, you'll be mine for life, and I will never let you lose!"
Back then, at the kiln site in Ru County, Shen Yanzhou's bold words still sting his heart.
He could give her everything that Shen Yanzhou could, and he could even give her things that Shen Yanzhou couldn't!
Dou Wenyi's face was burning hot. Why did he always start saying sweet nothings all day long?
Pei Siyan's eyes were gentle and deep, like a dark pool in the ocean. Suddenly, he leaned down and his warm lips bit her hard, savoring the moment.
Dou Wenyi couldn't help but murmur and call out.
Her clothes had been torn loosely by him, half-falling down to her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin. She bit her lip, her hazy eyes exuding an irresistible allure...
A fierce fire ignited in Pei Siyan's heart, his breath spraying downwards, "Yi'er, I am your husband. Now, and forever, no matter how my status changes, I will always be!"
Hot fingers peeled off her clothes, burning her body like fire, sending shivers down her spine, and her legs went weak.
Pei Siyan easily picked her up and pressed her onto the bed...
——
The Ministry of Rites was making intensive preparations for the new emperor's ascension to the throne. At the same time, the court issued an arrest warrant for Prince Duan, but the specific charges were not made public due to the involvement of royal secrets.
However, the story of Prince Duan using the pretext of attending to the Emperor's illness to bring poison into the palace and force his birth mother, Consort Yun, to her death quickly spread throughout the court, causing an uproar.
Those courtiers who had once supported him were now desperately trying to distance themselves from him.
Overnight, Prince Duan became a scourge who disregarded human ethics and was condemned by everyone.
That morning, Wutong Garden welcomed an unexpected guest, who turned out to be Lin Zhiyi's father, Imperial Censor Lin Wenkai.
Dou Wenyi dared not delay, so she ordered someone to prepare fine tea, changed her clothes, and went to the main hall. As soon as she entered, Lin Wenkai knelt on the ground, "Crown Princess, please help Zhiyi!"
His voice was tinged with a helpless sob.
Dou Wenyi was shocked and exclaimed, "Lord Lin, Uncle Lin, please rise quickly! What happened?"
Lin Wenkai's eyes were bloodshot, a flash of pain crossing them.
“A couple of days ago, Zhiyi lied and said she was going to stay at her aunt's house for a couple of days. We believed her and didn't take it seriously, but today her mother found a letter in her room. She eloped with Prince Duan…”
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