Chapter 449: Killing the Father and the King, Xi Jin Changes the World
Two maids appeared with fans, and they knelt respectfully to greet them.
Yuwen Tiancheng finally stopped looking like a wooden man. He turned around and faced the door.
A graceful woman in a white dress as white as snow walked in slowly. Her nails painted with bright red nail polish touched the curtain embroidered with a crescent totem.
This is a woman as beautiful as a poppy, and time has left no trace on her face.
The old emperor's cloudy eyeballs were full of bloodshot. When he saw who the woman was who walked to his bed, his eyes were bloodshot and blood spots burst out of his dim eyeballs.
He recognized her at a glance: "Gao Zhaoyue!"
"You...are not dead..." The old emperor vomited another mouthful of blood: "You actually...you...are colluding with each other..." His voice was hoarse and mocking, and very unpleasant to hear.
Gao Zhaoyue held a white silk in her hand that looked like it was shining with moonlight.
She greeted him, "Yuwen Shuo, long time no see, don't be so excited."
Gao Zhaoyue's lips were painted with seductive red lipstick, and she smiled and said, "I was afraid that you couldn't find me underground, so I came here to tell you that I'm still alive."
Yuwen Tiancheng interrupted, "Mother."
Gao Zhaoyue said, "Okay, okay, I won't say much, I won't reminisce about the past, I'll get straight to the point."
She threw the white silk in her hand onto the old emperor.
"Our almighty emperor should know what this is."
The old emperor's head was resting on half a pillow, and the bright yellow brocade quilt was covered with blood. He stared at her with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes.
Gao Zhaoyue didn't feel relieved when she saw him like this. Her red lips curled up in a mocking arc.
"Back then, you couldn't bear to see my Tianyue clan prosper. In order to wipe out my clan, you teamed up with the family behind the queen to frame me for adultery with a guard, and spread rumors that my three-month-old daughter Tianxin was a bastard. I was forced to raise Tianxin outside the palace. It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but you were so cruel as to find someone to abandon her."
Thinking back to the past, Gao Zhaoyue said in hatred, "You sent people to force me to commit suicide, and used Cheng'er's life as a threat, so I had no choice but to agree!"
"After I faked my death, you slaughtered all my people and even found an excuse saying that it was a celestial phenomenon that caused the Tianyue people to go crazy and that they were killing each other. You are not worthy of being a human being, nor of being an emperor."
Gao Zhaoyue wrapped the white silk around his abnormally old and sagging neck.
"Now, I will let you have a taste of what death feels like."
The old emperor used all his strength and raised his hand to strangle Gao Zhaoyue's neck.
At this time, a man's hand pressed down the old emperor's arm. The young man's muscles were so strong and powerful that he almost broke his elbow.
The old emperor said painfully: "You...you rebellious son...let go..."
Yuwen Tiancheng did not let go of his hand, but remained silent, helping Gao Zhaoyue tighten the white silk. The old emperor soon lost the strength to speak.
After doing everything, he withdrew his hand and continued to stand by the bed.
Gao Zhaoyue tied one end of the white silk to the head of the bed. Looking at his haggard face, she gracefully smoothed her black hair, revealing her delicate cheek skin.
She spoke in a leisurely tone, the same tone she used when she had talked to him about romantic matters.
"Yuwen Shuo, you have been bedridden for several years. Do you really think it is a relapse of an old illness?"
The light in the old emperor's eyes faded a little, but he still looked at her viciously.
Gao Zhaoyue smiled and said, "You are wrong. From the moment you fell ill, I had the opportunity to kill you, but I didn't. Guess why?"
The old emperor gasped heavily.
Gao Zhaoyue said: "Don't let your imagination run wild. I don't have any feelings for you. I only have endless hatred for you."
She narrowed her crescent-shaped eyes and said comfortably, "Because there is nothing that makes me happier than to let a strong and self-centered emperor slowly feel his own aging, helplessness, and weakness."
As she spoke, she burst into laughter, and her laughter echoed in the inner hall.
The old emperor turned his attention to the good crown prince he had personally trained.
"How dare you... how dare you kill the king..."
Yuwen Tiancheng's face was full of numbness.
He showed no emotion towards the old emperor who was on the verge of death, as if this man was not his biological father.
But the reason why Yuwen Tiancheng was made the crown prince was because he looked very similar to Yuwen Shuo when he was young.
"Isn't killing one's father and his king Xijin's rule? You taught Tiancheng that!"
The woman's voice sounded fiercely.
Gao Zhaoyue stared at him and said, "Didn't you get the throne by killing your father and brother? You even took Xiao Fangzhi away from you. She was originally your brother's wife, but she became your queen."
When the old emperor heard the queen's name, the light in his eyes gathered again, and his throat murmured unclearly, and no one knew what he said.
Gao Zhaoyue loosened his grip slightly, allowing him to breathe in two breaths of air. He wasn't going to survive tonight anyway, so she could only accompany him to kill some time.
"Xiao Fangzhi will hate you until the day she dies."
She forced out a cruel laugh, "No, hate is too big a word. She never had you in her heart until her death."
The old emperor's throat felt like it was blown by whistling sand, and her words pierced his heart, with tears and blood flowing from his eyes.
"You... vicious woman! How dare you... mention Xiaozhi's name..."
Gao Zhaoyue said: "I am a vicious woman, so what? I am not as bad as you, a disgusting thing who is worse than pigs and dogs and should have gone to hell long ago."
She looked at him with disgust and said, "I am not worthy, and you are even less worthy of mentioning her."
Xiao Fangzhi was a puppet when she was alive. She was driven by her clansmen and then abandoned by them. In Xijin's palace, she was the most helpless person.
The old emperor loved her, but his love was deformed and morbid.
Xiao Fangzhi couldn't even ask for death, and ended up dying of natural causes.
The old emperor coughed heart-wrenchingly, looking at Yuwen Tiancheng's face which was somewhat similar to that of the deceased queen, with greedy eyes, as if he wanted to take a few more glances at her before he died.
Yuwen Tiancheng turned his head and reminded: "The time has come, don't delay any longer."
Gao Zhaoyue looked at him, the hatred in her eyes dissipated a little, and she said repeatedly: "I know, I know."
She stood up and motioned for the two maids to come forward.
Then, the white silk was stretched straight and taut. The old emperor tried to pull the yellow ribbon on the curtain, but his skinny and thick fingers just grabbed it vaguely, and finally, fell weakly outside the bed.
Yuwen Tiancheng took a deep breath, and then he showed some emotional fluctuations.
"Tell the clan members to enter the palace to stand guard. Father has passed away."
Xijin Palace, side hall of Tongde Hall.
Yuwen Tiancheng pushed open the palace door, already dressed in mourning.
Gao Zhaoyue picked up a red apple from the fruit plate and took a bite of the crispy and sweet flesh. Then he heard the door open and saw him coming in.
He asked in surprise, "Why are you here? Yuwen Shuo's funeral ceremony still needs you to preside over it."
Yuwen Tiancheng said nothing, walked up to her and hugged her waist.
"Mother."
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