Chapter 147 He really chose suicidal revenge
There is always a reason why someone is pitiful.
Yun Si felt moved, but she would never sympathize with her.
According to Qin Ye's investigation, when Consort Hua first entered the palace, she was ambushed and her body was damaged. The imperial physician said that she would have difficulty conceiving.
In her quest for the emperor's favor, she took a desperate gamble, secretly having her personal maid become pregnant in her place, and then leaving the child unborn.
The child born to that palace maid was Prince Qin Huai.
Everything was going well until, unexpectedly, the palace maid became pregnant again the year after giving birth to Qin Huai, and subsequently gave birth to Prince Xiang, Qin Feng.
From then on, she put Qin Feng first in everything, treating Qin Huai like a dog she kept by her side, and ignoring him completely.
Unaware of the truth, Qin Huai initially believed that Consort Hua was biased, which gradually fueled his intense resentment.
Later, Qin Huai learned the truth by chance and finally understood why they were treated so differently, even though they were both Consort Hua's sons.
It turns out that she was not only not his mother, but also the one who killed his mother!
Qin Huai harbored deep hatred for Consort Hua and her son, but unfortunately, he was powerless and unable to avenge his mother at that time.
But from that moment on, the seeds of hatred were sown in his heart, and he began to cultivate his own power by any means necessary.
In order to rapidly expand his power, he can be utterly unscrupulous.
They formed cliques for personal gain, committed murder to cover up wrongdoing, harmed their own brothers, and even colluded with the Northern Yan people to betray their country and collude with the enemy.
Besides assassinating Qin Ye and trying to prevent the court from rescuing Prince Jing, Qin Mu, who was trapped in Luancheng, he also secretly poisoned Prince Xiang, Qin Feng, with a slow-acting poison. This caused Qin Feng to be weak and sickly from childhood, and the imperial physician determined that he would not live past thirty, thus losing his qualification to compete for the throne.
Now, he is instigating Prince Qin Su of Jin to plot a coup.
This is a capital offense.
The fate of the Prince of Jin is now a foregone conclusion.
Of all his brothers, only Prince Yu, Qin Yan, remained untouched.
Because Qin Yan only focused on studying business, and did so in private, he appeared to be a carefree prince who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, posing no threat whatsoever.
In addition, Qin Yan's mother, Consort Zhen, has always been aloof from worldly affairs in the harem and never participates in any struggles, posing no threat to him whatsoever.
Therefore, Qin Yan was the only one who escaped Qin Huai's scheme.
The carriage creaked along the quiet street. Inside, Yun Si leaned against Qin Ye, listening to his deep voice recount these royal secrets, her heart filled with emotion.
Beneath this magnificent palace, how much filth and bloodshed is buried?
"so,"
Yun Si said softly, "He instigated Prince Jin to rebel, not for the throne, but to use the chaos as cover to sneak into the inner palace and settle his score with Consort Hua himself?"
Qin Ye nodded, a complex look hidden in his eyes.
"Yes, he knows his father’s methods well and never thought he could successfully rebel. His goal this time is simply to take advantage of the moment when the palace is at its weakest and the attention is drawn to Prince Jin, so that he can have a chance to face his enemy and take revenge with his own hands."
Yun Si sighed softly in her heart.
She too had once carried a blood feud, so she understood the desire for revenge.
However, in order to seek revenge, he should not have harmed innocent people and committed so many crimes.
This time, they went so far as to stir up trouble, dragging the entire palace and even the court into danger.
Perhaps it was the death of Princess Lin that became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The only light in his life was extinguished, and he was completely consumed by hatred, to the point that he was capable of anything.
"That……"
Thinking back to what had happened in Consort Hua's palace, Yun Si couldn't quite describe her feelings: "Do you think he'll succeed tonight?"
"Karma and retribution,"
Qin Ye said almost indifferently, "Whether it succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with us. As long as it doesn't affect the court, we'll let it be."
The carriage arrived at the Prince's Palace.
As Yun Si stepped down from the carriage, she felt as if she had overlooked something.
She recalled the aura she felt from Qin Huai when she saw him in Consort Hua's palace.
Besides the chill, there was also an aura of death.
During the time after the death of the Princess Consort, he drank heavily every day, as if his beliefs had collapsed and he had lost the will to live.
If he didn't harbor hatred, he might really...
wrong.
If we analyze it according to this logic, then after he took his revenge...
"Qin Ye!"
Yun Si called out to Qin Ye, who was about to return to the palace. Qin Ye turned around to look at her, and their eyes met. They seemed to realize that the same thing had happened.
"go back!"
Qin Ye pulled her back onto the carriage and sped off towards the palace.
However, they were still a step too late.
Qin Huai really did choose suicidal revenge!
Qin Ye and Yun Si stood at the door of the Imperial Study.
The Imperial Study was deathly silent.
The heavy stench of blood filled the air, making it hard to breathe.
Qin Huai lay on the cold ground, blood still gushing from the sword wound in his chest, staining the luxurious carpet beneath him a dark red.
His eyes were fixed on the palace above, his pupils already dilated, but a strange upward curve remained on the corners of his mouth.
It was a sense of relief, a feeling of finally being free.
The strange figure stood expressionless to the side, the long sword in his hand still dripping blood.
Emperor Jiaqing sat upright on the dragon throne, his face ashen, the veins on the back of his hand resting on the armrest bulging.
He stared intently at his son, who was already dead on the ground, his deep eyes churning with extremely complex emotions.
There was rage, there was coldness, and perhaps even a trace of extremely subtle pain that he himself was unwilling to admit.
He could accept that the Prince of Jin wanted to assassinate the emperor for power, but this one wanted to kill him for a woman?!
This is not revenge at all, but an accusation and mockery of him, the emperor!
Utterly ridiculous!
Qin Ye and Yun Si stood at the door, taking in the entire scene.
Neither of them spoke, but their hearts were heavy.
Just then, a guard rushed in, knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, Consort Hua... was killed by Prince Lin with a single blow. The imperial physician said... she is already dead."
When Emperor Jiaqing closed his eyes, he opened them again to find only a cold, deathly silence; all his emotions were completely sealed away.
"knew."
He uttered three words in a hoarse voice, devoid of any emotion: "The Prince of Lin... take him away. Bury him with the rites due to a prince."
"That Consort Hua?"
"He died suddenly from a sudden illness and was buried with the rank of a concubine."
"yes."
The guard responded in a low voice and carefully stepped forward to handle the situation.
Emperor Jiaqing's gaze slowly shifted to Qin Ye and Yun Si at the door, finally settling on Yun Si for a moment.
"King Xiao."
He spoke, his voice regaining its usual majesty, making it impossible to discern his true emotions: "The turmoil in the palace has been quelled. The follow-up matters are now in your hands. I am tired."
"Your subject obeys the decree." Qin Ye bowed and accepted the order.
Emperor Jiaqing waved his hand, signaling them to leave.
Qin Ye, holding Yun Si's hand, silently bowed and turned to leave the imperial study, which was filled with an atmosphere of death and oppression.
Stepping out of the palace gates, the cold night wind brushed against my face, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in my heart.
Seeing that all those unfamiliar soldiers had been captured was a matter of moments.
Yun Sicai then truly realized just how terrifying Emperor Jiaqing's methods and power were.
A palace coup, a usurpation of the throne, is like throwing an egg against a rock.
"Your Highness, please wait."
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