"No, no... Ninth Imperial Uncle, Yue'er won't..." Shang Chuyue shook her head in terror, her mind blank, trembling as she didn't know what to say to defend herself.
She was forced into this; she didn't do it on purpose.
The screams and cries for help from Caiqin were still ringing out. Blood was already visible on the ground. The horrific scene of Caiqin rolling and struggling made Shang Chuyue even more terrified.
The women who had been driven outside heard the screams from inside the house and their legs trembled. They didn't even have the strength to quietly escape.
Apart from two palace maids who were almost paralyzed with fear, no one else cared about Consort A, who had already vomited blood and fainted on the ground.
"I'm giving you one last chance to confess and save yourself," Shang Xiye coldly reminded Shang Chuyue.
Self-rescue?
If she doesn't save herself, she'll die too, right?
Provoked by Shang Xiye's words, Shang Chuyue hurriedly spoke, but her words were somewhat incoherent: "I... Yue'er didn't mean it. There are rumors all over the palace about that Tu, Ninth Imperial Aunt, and Third Imperial Brother. Mother is very angry... Princess Sister warned Yue'er, and Yue'er didn't want it to be like this either, but Aunt Songshan and Mother... they said..."
Her narration was quite disorganized, but Shang Xiye still managed to make out the gist of it.
He roughly knew about the young wife's affairs in the palace;
The young wife felt sorry for the Third Prince being treated coldly and discriminated against, so she secretly sent people to give him silver and gifts, which he knew about.
The person who delivered the gifts to the Third Prince was someone he had carefully selected on his orders, Wu Zhong.
Let alone the little female bandit, even he sometimes felt a pang of regret when he looked at Shang Beiyu; in terms of literary talent, martial arts skills, appearance, and character, none of the royal descendants could surpass Shang Beiyu.
Unfortunately, Shang Beiyu himself lacked ambition and had lived a quiet and unassuming life for many years, making no attempt to hide his unique hobbies and interests, which forced everyone to give up their expectations and attention to him.
The young female bandit secretly took care of Shang Beiyu, which was originally an act of kindness.
After all, Shang Beiyu was the emperor's own flesh and blood!
Yet these wolves and tigers used such despicable and vile means to exploit and frame them!
Shang Chuyue's naiveté only fueled Shang Xiye's hatred: "The envoys from all the countries have arrived, including many princes and nobles. Before they leave the capital to return to their countries, find someone you like and marry after the festival. Don't stay in the capital any longer."
"No, no! Ninth Imperial Uncle, Yue'er was wrong. Please give Yue'er another chance. Yue'er promises not to harm that Tu... harm Ninth Imperial Aunt again. Please let Yue'er stay in the capital. Yue'er doesn't want to be married off to a distant land for a political marriage!"
Shang Chuyue finally came to her senses and desperately crawled to Shang Xiye's feet, crying and begging.
"Whether the princess will be married off to a foreign ruler is a matter that even the Emperor has not yet decided. When did it become the Ninth Prince's turn to make the decision?" The Empress's usual cool and gentle voice came from outside the door.
Emperor Shang Xiche and Empress Chen Ziyun led a large group of people in through the entrance of the dilapidated palace.
The dilapidated door was completely blocked by the crowd, making the light inside even dimmer.
Shang Xiche glanced at Shang Beiyu, who was lying on the ground, delirious from the drugs, curled up, trembling, and scratching and tearing at himself. He then scolded in a low voice, filled with shame and anger, "Someone, drag this disgraceful thing out!"
"Wait a minute!"
Shang Xiye reached out and grabbed the ground, using his inner force to lift the hem of Shang Beiyu's outer robe, pulling him up and then throwing him onto the bed behind him.
"Ninth Prince, what do you mean by this!" Shang Xiche roared in anger.
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