At this moment, the Changchun Palace's sleeping chambers were completely dark, but the alluring gasps and panting were remarkably clear. Wei Cheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, was spending the night with Concubine Xiao, enjoying the pleasures of love.
Concubine Xiao begged for mercy breathlessly: "Wei Lang, I really can't stand it anymore... Don't go on..." Her voice was full of fatigue and pleading.
Wei Cheng was sweating profusely, with a smug smile on his face: "Empress, are you satisfied with my performance?" His tone was teasing.
Concubine Xiao pouted and answered somewhat unhappily: "Go away! You almost tortured me to death." Despite this, there was still a look of satisfaction in her eyes.
Wei Cheng said with a lewd smile: "Your Majesty, if I weren't here to satisfy you, how could that old emperor still have the energy? Don't you think so?" As he spoke, his hands roamed freely on Concubine Xiao's body, caressing her skin.
Concubine Xiao lay softly in Wei Cheng's arms like a lazy cat, with a smug smile on her lips, and said softly: "Wei Lang, that old immortal won't live for a few more days. When he dies, if he doesn't pass the throne to my Pei'er, I will never let him go!" Her eyes flashed with a sinister light, as if she had already seen the future victory.
Wei Chengze smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning and sinister in his eyes, and comforted: "Your Majesty, don't worry. My adoptive father's army has arrived eighty miles outside the capital and can take action at any time. When the time comes, we only need to set up an ambush outside the city and wait for the right time. I will find a way to lure the commander away, and Yun Pei has secretly contacted those ministers who support him. As long as we force the emperor to write an abdication edict, everything will fall into place." His tone was full of confidence, as if he was sure of the plan.
However, Concubine Xiao frowned and said worriedly, "But the strength of the prince's uncle cannot be underestimated. We can't take it lightly." She knew very well how powerful her opponent was, but she still had concerns in her heart.
Wei Cheng sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Your Majesty, don't worry. When the time comes, the King of Xiliang will suddenly attack Shuicheng. They will be unable to take care of themselves, so how can they have the ability to take care of us?" His voice was full of sarcasm, as if he had already seen through the enemy's weaknesses.
Upon hearing this, Concubine Xiao was very satisfied. Thinking that her son would soon ascend the supreme throne and that she would become the most noble woman in the world, a brilliant smile appeared on her face.
"Your Majesty..." Wei Cheng smiled lewdly upon seeing this. He slowly approached Concubine Xiao and gently kissed her swollen lips. Concubine Xiao's face flushed with shyness, but she did not resist. Instead, she responded to Wei Cheng's kiss, and the atmosphere between them became increasingly ambiguous.
After a while, Wei Cheng finally let go of his mouth in satisfaction, and then he put on his clothes leisurely. He looked at Concubine Xiao affectionately, then turned and left Changchun Palace. However, they did not know that in the darkness, a pair of sharp eyes were staring at the direction Wei Cheng left.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating the palace's glazed tiles with a golden glow. The emperor, having just concluded his morning court session, sat wearily in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, flipping through a mountain of memorials. His brow furrowed slightly, as if troubled by some political matter. Just then, light footsteps echoed. Concubine Xiao, bearing a bowl of steaming tonic, slowly entered the Hall. She bowed slightly and softly said, "Your Majesty, I have brought you a nourishing soup."
The emperor looked up and saw Concubine Xiao's beautiful face, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He stood up and said with a smile, "My dear, please excuse me. You have been so hardworking bringing me this nourishing soup every day."
Concubine Xiao shook her head slightly and said in a considerate manner: "Your Majesty, since you know how hard I have worked, you must not let me down and drink the soup while it is hot. Only then can I feel at ease." As she spoke, she handed the bowl of soup to the emperor, a hint of expectation in her eyes.
The emperor accepted the bowl of soup, feeling the care and love of Concubine Xiao. Without hesitation, he lifted the small bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The soup was delicious, warming his throat and stomach. However, as the soup slid down his throat, the emperor suddenly felt a strange sensation. His body began to heat up, as if it were on fire. This heat quickly spread throughout his body, leaving him somewhat overwhelmed.
A flicker of pride flashed across Concubine Xiao's eyes, but it quickly vanished. The Emperor didn't notice her unusual behavior, simply believing it was the effect of the soup. He put down his empty bowl and said to Concubine Xiao, "My dear, I will come to Changchun Palace for dinner tonight."
When Concubine Xiao heard this, a delighted smile immediately appeared on her face. She replied softly, "Your Majesty, I will prepare a sumptuous meal for your arrival."
"I will not disturb Your Majesty from reviewing the memorials any longer. I will take my leave." Concubine Xiao smiled and bowed, then turned to leave. However, as soon as she turned around, she immediately changed to an unhappy expression, with a trace of resentment and dissatisfaction in her eyes.
After watching Concubine Xiao leave, the emperor sat back on the dragon throne and began to carefully review the memorials. As he read the memorials, he thought about state affairs, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression focused.
Concubine Xiao walked slowly, secretly thinking about her plans for the night. She thought: "Tonight is the day you die, and I will definitely treat you well." Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile smugly, as if she could already see the emperor under her control.
After returning to her chambers, Concubine Xiao immediately summoned her trusted maids and eunuchs to begin planning the evening's action. She instructed them to arrange dinner and how to handle any unexpected situations. Everyone seemed nervous and apprehensive, for this was a matter of life and death.
Jiang Meiyu still showed no signs of waking, causing the Crown Prince to feel anxious and worried. He remained by her side, caring for her meticulously, but also shouldering the heavy responsibility of handling various matters. Although Qi Yue had informed the Crown Prince of Jiang Meiyu's poisoning, his worries remained undiminished.
It turns out that when Jiang Meiyu left the inner hall, she had actually gone to the side hall to convey some important matters to Qiyue. She urged Qiyue to inform the Crown Prince of the entire situation if she were to be poisoned, and warned him not to panic. However, upon learning the truth, the Crown Prince's anxiety grew. He feared that Jiang Meiyu's health would deteriorate further, and he was even more afraid of losing her.
The prince sat silently beside the bed, gazing at her pale face, his heart filled with endless pain and helplessness. At the same time, he had to deal with the complex situation in the palace and handle state affairs, bearing enormous pressure. But no matter what, he firmly stayed by Jiang Meiyu's side and never left her.
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