The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 506 Killing the King: More Satisfying Than Slaying the Enemy

The sounds of fighting had ceased; there was no thunder, no lightning, and even the wind was silent.

It's as if even the laws of nature have grown weary.

But Heaven never tires; it clearly keeps its eyes open.

A crack appeared in the dark sky. The moon emerged, its light washing over the bloodstains on the palace walls, a light almost merciful. It was as if the gods themselves had drawn back the curtain on this murder, and then applauded as the evil came to an end.

Wei Zhao said in a calm voice, "So killing a king is more satisfying than killing enemy soldiers."

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Blood soaked through the nine-layered palace.

Several corpses were floating in the pond in the Imperial Garden.

News from that side has not yet arrived.

The palace maid in Cining Palace was so trembling that she spilled the tea and knelt down in fright.

"This servant deserves to die, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

A gold-painted enamel armor gently tapped a Ru kiln teacup, while the Empress Dowager leaned against a brocade cushion adorned with intertwined peonies, her nine-phoenix hairpin holding a pearl at her temple remaining perfectly still.

"Why are you panicking?"

She suddenly chuckled, a long-lost joy hidden in the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

The white jade bracelet on her wrist was a gift from the late emperor when he made her empress, and she wore it every day because of her status.

But it was taken off at that moment.

He raised his hand to mid-air.

Let go without hesitation.

The bracelet fell, bouncing twice on the blue brick floor with a clear, crisp sound before shattering into three pieces. It was a tribute to the years she had endured, being placed in a high position by the royal family in what was essentially imprisonment, a life she had no control over.

The bracelet gleamed in the candlelight, like, and like the cold smile that the Empress Dowager hadn't had time to suppress.

"It's the emperor who's to blame, not you."

The palace maid was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe loudly.

The nanny beside the Empress Dowager couldn't stand it anymore: "Alright, clean up all this dirt and debris on the ground, lest Her Majesty sees it and it brings bad luck."

"Don't worry about anything outside. This fire will never reach Cining Palace."

If Yingzhi rebelled, he was also rebelling against an emperor. Did he really need to send someone to kill the entire harem at such a crucial moment?
Shen Jin stood by the window. The sky outside was beginning to brighten, and the faint smell of blood could be detected in the air.

"Ajin."

The Empress Dowager beckoned to her.

Shen Jin turned around and walked closer.

The Empress Dowager took her cold hand.

Why are you panicking too?

Shen Jin didn't hide anything from her: "I'm worried about Wei Zhao."

The Empress Dowager believed that Shen Jin and the Duke of Shunguo's mansion had no connection whatsoever.

"I know that you are disgusted by the Ying family, so I am afraid that Wei Zhao is no match for you."

Shen Jin: ...

That's not it.

The Empress Dowager said, "In truth, I am also worried. He is my husband, and if he is injured or something bad happens to him, that girl may seem calm, but she will be very distressed."

"But you have to have faith in those younger ones."

If they can't do it, I'm afraid no one else can.

"Think more about the good things."

For example... what are your plans for the future?

The Empress Dowager smiled and said, "This palace is no place for a human being. I'm too old to cause trouble. But how can I let you spend your whole life here?"

She spoke each word carefully.

"A change has occurred in the palace. After today, Consort Shen will pass away. There will be no more Shen Jin in this world."

"Whether you stay in the capital or go out to relax, show me the sights outside."

Shen Jin found it amusing.

"Aren't you afraid I'll be recognized?"

"So what if they recognize you? I'll declare you dead, and who dares to say a word?"

"You forgot?"

Shen Jin reminded him: "What about those four veteran officials?"

Even Emperor Yingqian couldn't do anything about them.

The Empress Dowager paused slightly.

Shen Jin: "Especially the Duke of Xian."

After all, if the other three were to become stubborn, only he could stop them.

The Empress Dowager seemed to have not heard anyone mention this person for a long time.

The figures in her memory also began to blur.

She had even forgotten what the Duke of Xian looked like when he was young. All she remembered were the last few words he said to her when she entered the palace and was made a concubine.

"Your Majesty, please take good care of yourself as you depart for the inner palace. I will also obey my parents' wishes and marry Tingsi to fulfill my filial duty."

—"May Your Majesty enjoy good health and happiness forever."

"The peonies that were just planted outside my study will be pruned regularly. There are plenty in the palace. If Your Majesty sees them in the Imperial Garden someday, it will be as if an old friend is sending greetings."

Yao Huang peony flower?
Before she got married, her favorite flower was the peony.

The Empress Dowager also remembered what she had said at the time. She chuckled softly then, her eyes shimmering with moisture but without a trace of tears.

"Then I'd like to ask for a cup of wedding wine, but the time to enter the palace is so short that I'm afraid I won't be able to celebrate your special day."

The east wind was fierce, but they were all rational; it was only right that they dispersed.

"It's quite a coincidence, I just had the peach blossom stationery I collected last year burned yesterday."

—"Wishing you and your wife a harmonious and loving marriage, and many children and grandchildren."

She was carefree and at ease.

"As for the peonies outside the main courtyard, they are notoriously delicate and difficult to raise. Rather than wasting your efforts, it's better to pull them all out and leave them behind."

pretty good.

That person indeed had many children and grandchildren.

she……

Not bad either.

Jia Shan Xu Ran treated her like a second mother, and was filial to her in everything.

They also have someone to rely on.

Empress Dowager: "He shouldn't make things difficult for you."

Shen Jin was skeptical.

The Empress Dowager continued, "Zhiyi will take good care of you as your aunt."

Shen Jin remained silent for a long time.

"What's wrong? Do you really intend to stay with this old woman for the rest of your life?"

The Empress Dowager seemed to realize something, and her expression shifted slightly: "You and Jiashan are about the same age. If you were to remarry and find a good husband who would love you more, I would be even happier."

She became interested at this point.

They even had to find someone to replace Shen Jin.

"I will not remarry."

Shen Jin's fingertips unconsciously touched the jade pendant at her waist.

A gentle light flashed in her eyes.

"I have somewhere to go."

Where can we go?
In recent years, Shen Jin has lived in the deep palace. Apart from Shen Zhi, who else has he been in contact with?
She wouldn't acknowledge any other members of the Shen family; she considered them all dead long ago.

"Are they preparing to buy a house?"

The Empress Dowager understood: "That's fine too."

Shen Jin smiled faintly.

"No."

"I……"

She hesitated for a moment.

The words I said were meant to be offensive.

But for some reason, what came out of her mouth was exceptionally smooth and gentle.

Her tone was also very frank.

I finally have the right to confide what's been weighing on my mind.

"I should go to my husband's house."

The Empress Dowager smiled and said, "Good, good, as long as there's somewhere to go."

and many more.

Her smile froze.

"Husband...husband's family?"

What the hell.

How come she doesn't know.

Right here, footsteps could be heard outside.

Outside the hall, the guards who had been sent by Gu Fuju to protect his safety spoke respectfully.

"General Wei."

Wei Zhao's appearance suggests... it's done?
The Empress Dowager was overjoyed and didn't bother to ask any more questions.

"Quick! Let him in!"

The weight on my heart has finally been lifted.

She clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, Heaven has opened its eyes."

As she spoke, she stood up to greet him.

Shen Jin got up as well and helped her up.

The killing in the palace ended, and the tightly closed doors were opened.

Shen Jin was somewhat dazed
Wei Zhao, his face still damp with blood, strode in, his posture upright. At first glance, he bore a resemblance to Wei Fengyuan.

Wei Zhaoxian bowed to the Empress Dowager.

Then he looked at Shen Jin.

He bowed deeply with his hands clasped in a respectful gesture.

"aunt."

He laughs.

"Your nephew will take you back to your residence."