"You mean, your concubine was willing to risk her own life to frame you, is that right?"
Emperor Chongde's icy question jolted Shen Chang awake, snapping him from his shock. Cold sweat soaked his back: "Your Majesty, I..."
"Enough! Whether this evidence is true or false, I will have it verified!" He narrowed his eyes, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. "As for Minister Shen, your career is over!"
"No!" Shen Chang's eyes widened suddenly, a look of fear and unease flashing across them. He was about to say something when he was forcibly dragged out of the main hall, and his pleas for mercy gradually faded away.
Shen Ci kept his head down and remained silent, seemingly unaware of the subtle scrutiny around him.
The things Shen Chang has done could easily bring disaster to his entire family. If he had been a step too late today and Aunt Fang's blood-written letter had reached His Majesty first, things might not have turned out well.
...
Hearing the noise, Shen Tangning looked up: "Is everything taken care of in the prison?"
Xueqing nodded, then couldn't help but sigh, "I never expected Aunt Fang to be so resolute, willing to risk her own life to take revenge on the master!"
"Unfortunately, she made a mistake despite her careful planning." A complex emotion flashed in Shen Tangning's eyes. Madam Fang thought that her move could drag the entire Shen family down with her.
After all, the amount of money Shen Chang embezzled and accepted in bribes was enough to warrant the confiscation of his property, which would also affect her and Aci. She was even willing to risk her life for this, but she never expected that Shen Ci would take the initiative to expose her father's crimes.
In this way, at least the merits and demerits can be balanced out, and in the end, only Shen Chang will suffer.
Xueqing pouted: "If Aunt Fang knew this from beyond the grave, she'd probably be turning in her grave!"
He painstakingly planned and schemed, but it all came to nothing, and he even lost his life in vain!
"She truly dotes on Shen Xiwei." Shen Tangning stroked the edge of the table, her expression a mixture of a sigh and a sigh.
Aunt Fang had lingered on in prison for so many days without ever thinking of dying, but once Shen Xiwei died, her spirits collapsed.
It truly lived up to her words: "Even on the road to the underworld, there will be someone to accompany you."
However, for now, we're still missing one.
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"Could you please make an exception for me, sir?"
Upon arriving at the Dali Temple, Shen Tangning stuffed the purse into the hands of a jailer, who hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Madam, hurry up."
She smiled gratefully, but when she turned away, her smile vanished, her eyes turning cold and indifferent, as she carried the food box into the dark passageway.
Since being imprisoned in the Dali Temple, Shen Chang has been in a state of indescribable anxiety.
He couldn't believe that after years of being careful and cautious, he had been defeated by his son and his concubine!
At the same time, he was also uneasy about his future. The difference between being a respected and powerful minister and being a prisoner was really hard to accept. Moreover, the prison guards treated him very rudely, and even if he wanted to bribe them, they would not listen to him. This made him feel uneasy.
Hearing footsteps approaching, he looked up with a nervous urge, holding his breath. When Shen Tangning's face came into view, his eyes instantly lit up with excitement:
"Tang Ning! My good daughter, I knew you wouldn't stand idly by!"
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