Shang Xize and the Empress Dowager were both stunned:
This is not something a rude bandit would say.
Every word she uttered was reasonable, clearly demonstrating her deep understanding of etiquette and upbringing within the confines of a young lady's home!
Ji Fengyao didn't care about the Empress Dowager and Shang Xize's expressions. She stood up and said coldly, "Since the Empress Dowager is going to rest, Fengyao will take her leave first."
After taking two steps, she turned back and sneered, "By the way, the Empress Dowager said earlier that the Crown Prince was inferior to the Fourth Prince in many ways; but in my opinion, the Fourth Prince is far inferior to the Crown Prince."
After saying that, Ji Fengyao turned and left.
The Empress Dowager and Shang Xize both had grim and dark faces: "We were indeed a step behind the Crown Prince!"
a long time.
After Shang Xize's jealousy and anger subsided, he asked the Empress Dowager, who was slowly sitting back down, "Grandmother, what should we do now?"
The Empress Dowager pondered for a moment, a venomous glint in her eyes, and said, “Last year, when that bandit came to the capital, his wedding banquet was held at Vulture Village. The Ninth Prince used this as an excuse to refuse to return to the capital to hold another wedding banquet, so that bandit has not yet been included in the Imperial Register. This year is the bandit’s birthday, and according to the rules, he should be honored with ancestral sacrifices and included in the register. The day is not far off.”
"Grandmother means...?" Shang Xize was a little confused about the intricacies of the situation.
The Empress Dowager glared at Shang Xize: "Silly boy, that bandit hasn't been included in the royal register yet, so he can't be considered a true member of the royal family. On the day she pays respects to her ancestors, only those who are husband and wife in front of the ancestors and pass their approval will be considered true husband and wife!"
"Grandmother wants her grandson to... but how could she be willing to become husband and wife with him in front of the ancestors if she looks down on him so much?" Shang Xize understood the Empress Dowager's plan, but he was full of difficulties.
The Empress Dowager's old eyes flashed with a sinister and ruthless light as she sneered, "On the day of the ancestral worship, she must have drunk the wine bestowed by the Emperor; it is not incomprehensible that people might do something improper or against their nature after drinking. Who would dare to hold the Emperor responsible?"
Shang Xize's mouth was slightly open, and his facial features were rounded.
He thought he was shameless enough, but he never expected that the Empress Dowager would be even more shameless than he imagined, actually instructing the Emperor to do something to that bandit in front of the ancestors!
This has completely shattered the lowest level of his moral compass!
Fortunately, our ancestors are dead. If any of them were still alive, they would probably be so angry that they would crawl out of the imperial tomb and beat them up!
Even though the Empress Dowager and the Emperor were doing all this for their own benefit, Shang Xize couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself: If he were to ascend the throne one day, he would never let that old hag live again. That old hag had no sense of morality or ethics, only self-interest and calculation. She was terrifying!
"Grandson thanks Grandmother and Father Emperor for their love. Grandson will certainly obey Grandmother and Father Emperor's wishes and dare not disobey in the slightest," Shang Xize pretended to be weak and obedient, trying his best to please the Empress Dowager.
"Utterly shameless!"
A very faint curse came from the top of Cixi Palace. But the curse did not disturb the Empress Dowager and Shang Xize and the others in the hall. The black-clad, masked guard who cursed quickly left to report to Shang Xiye.
Shortly after the bodyguard left, another masked man in black also quietly departed.
He circled the cold palace of the imperial city for most of the time before finally sneaking off to Shang Beiyu's residence without anyone noticing.
“One who is not on the royal register is not considered a member of the royal family.” Shang Beiyu raised his delicate eyebrows: “I forgot that the Great Zhao royal family still practices this. This is a good thing.”
Seeing that Shang Beiyu did not seem angry, the masked man in black bowed respectfully and prepared to quietly retreat and return to his post.
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