Ye Qingxue felt as if she were sleepwalking, and even Qiu Shen's face seemed unreal to her.
She murmured as if in a daze, "What did you just say?"
Not only was Ye Qingxue incredulous, but even the Empress Dowager next to her knocked her teacup to the ground.
Although she abhorred all kinds of struggles, both Yun Zhuo and the Ninth Prince were her own grandsons.
She didn't want to see her own grandchildren kill each other.
Qiu Shen spoke again with great difficulty: "...The Ninth Prince is dead. He was killed by Prince Jing with his sword. He was captured on the spot. Moreover, Prince Jing has already admitted that he killed the Ninth Prince with his own hands."
Ye Qingxue didn't believe it!
She didn't even have time to say goodbye to the Empress Dowager before quickly leaving Shou Kang Palace and heading towards Zi Chen Palace.
Qiu Shen said that Yun Zhuo encountered the Ninth Prince on his way to the Zi Chen Palace to find the Emperor, and after a conflict with him, he killed the Ninth Prince.
Ye Qingxue asked, "What conflict occurred?"
Qiu Shen replied, "I don't know. No one saw what happened. By the time everyone saw it, the Ninth Prince was already dead. His Highness Prince Jing only admitted to killing the Ninth Prince and refused to say anything else."
Ye Qingxue then asked, "When Yun Zhuo entered the palace, he didn't have a sword on him. How did he manage to kill the Ninth Prince with a sword?"
Qiu Shen said, "When I heard the news, I came to inform the Princess. I don't know the details."
Ye Qingxue quickened her pace and walked forward, almost numb to her surroundings and Qiu Shen's words.
At this moment, she had no thoughts or feelings; her mind was blank, and her emotions were completely empty.
It felt like being completely drowning in seawater, with all five senses being swallowed up.
Qiu Shen jogged after her, and after thinking for a moment, decided to tell her in advance: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince's death was gruesome."
Ye Qingxue's tone was devoid of joy or sorrow as she instinctively asked, "How tragic is it?"
Qiu Shen said with difficulty, "His abdomen... was completely cut open... so, so the emperor was furious. The ministers who came upon hearing the news were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and a very few even vomited on the spot."
Ye Qingxue finally arrived at the scene.
There were many people at the scene, including the emperor, his ministers, guards, and palace servants, but Yun Zhuo was nowhere to be seen. Ye Qingxue frantically searched for Yun Zhuo's figure.
"Princess Consort Jing, you've arrived? His Highness Prince Jing killed the Ninth Prince, witnessed by Lord Cui and the other guards. Moreover, His Highness Prince Jing has confessed, and the Emperor has ordered him to be imprisoned." Someone stepped forward and said this to Ye Qingxue.
Perhaps it was a courtier, perhaps a palace servant. Ye Qingxue saw the other person's face, but she was still as if she were drowning, unable to discern the other person's identity.
Of course, at this point, the other party's identity is not important.
Unable to find Yun Zhuo, she went to look for the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince had already been placed on a stretcher. The young boy was covered with a white sheet. The Emperor stood beside the stretcher, with Huaifu supporting him. The Emperor's eyes were red...
So, is the Ninth Prince really dead?
The emperor has lost another son, and this time it was the son he wanted to groom as the heir apparent. Is the emperor crying?
Ye Qingxue withdrew her gaze and walked towards the stretcher, uncovering the white sheet covering it—no one stopped her, perhaps wanting her, the princess, to see just how cruel and insane her husband's evil deeds were!
The white cloth was lifted.
Ye Qingxue saw the Ninth Prince lying on the stretcher.
He is indeed the Ninth Prince without a doubt.
His face was still childish at ten years old, with bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and a pale, ashen complexion, like that of a dead man.
I remember the last time we met, this child wanted to kill her, but now, he's a dead man, lying on a stretcher.
Ye Qingxue lifted the white cloth further and saw that from his chest to his abdomen... there was no intact flesh. Qiu Shen was already being very restrained in saying "horrible condition".
The imperial physicians knelt to one side, holding their breath nervously. They had failed to save the Ninth Prince in time and could only kneel down to beg for forgiveness.
On September 11th, the midday sun was very strong and dazzling, but the atmosphere here was very cold. Everyone was tense and sweating profusely. Ye Qingxue suddenly shivered.
This wasn't the first time she'd faced a dead body, nor had she never killed anyone before, and she wasn't lamenting the death of the Ninth Prince...
Ye Qingxue closed her eyes, her body trembling even more violently.
She knew perfectly well that the Ninth Prince was dead. And everyone had witnessed Yun Zhuo killing him. Most importantly, Yun Zhuo himself had confessed.
Then, Yun Zhuo is doomed.
She and Yun Zhuo were married just last night. Not long ago, they were happily serving tea to the Empress Dowager and burning incense to the late Empress. How could things have turned out like this in the blink of an eye?
This is a bolt from the blue, isn't it?
Ye Qingxue stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but Qiu Shen quickly caught her.
Before Ye Qingxue could utter a single word or ask a single question, Consort Xian—no, the current Consort Cui—learned the news and rushed over.
Before she even got close, she was already sobbing uncontrollably. She rushed over past Ye Qingxue to check on the Ninth Prince, refusing to believe or accept that he was dead.
She tried desperately to help the Ninth Prince sit up, but he couldn't. Consort Cui broke down, crying out, "I was the one who wanted to assassinate Prince Jing, so why are you targeting my son? He's innocent!"
She lunged at the imperial physician, tearing at him and crying, "My son is not dead! He's not dead! Please save him! Save him!"
The imperial physician said with difficulty, "...Your Majesty, I have done my best. Please accept my condolences, Consort Cui. The Ninth Prince...he has already passed away."
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