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The word "betrayal" pierced Emperor Yuan's heart with pain.

In that instant, he even forgot to stop Xie Yuzhen from continuing, and the image of the Imperial Concubine appeared in his mind.

It was precisely during this momentary distraction that Xie Yuzhen's voice continued to echo in the main hall:

"I heard everything they said that day clearly."

"They say that my mother knew Prince Su before she met my father."

"They say that your mother has always been Prince Su's spy, monitoring you and keeping an eye on you. But they never expected that the Meng family would marry their daughter to you!"

"Later, the emperor's power grew stronger and stronger, even surpassing that of Prince Su."

"The man questioned the Empress Dowager, 'Why didn't you inform Prince Su on the night his entire family was executed?'"

"My mother said she didn't know."

"I didn't know? I was young then, but I knew that my mother was lying. When she lied, her eyes were especially sincere."

"Later, I thought about it more than once: what kind of person was my mother? The more I thought about it, the more answers I found."

"It's not that Mother didn't know; she simply weighed the pros and cons and chose you over Prince Su."

"Father, Mother is not what you usually see. Her indifference to worldly affairs is an act, her humility and benevolence are also an act. Father, she is deceiving you. In reality, she is dark-hearted, ruthless, cold-blooded, opportunistic, and calculating. Father..."

Xie Yuzhen desperately wanted her father to believe her.

But what he received in return was a resounding slap from Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan raised his hand and slapped Xie Yuzhen across the face without any mercy.

With a crisp, captivating snap.

Xie Yuzhen was stunned by the blow. She covered her face and looked at Emperor Yuan in confusion, "Father, Father Emperor..."

Emperor Yuan's eyes widened in fury, and he interrupted her through gritted teeth, "You are not allowed to slander your mother!"

"Father..." Xie Yuzhen called out, her eyes flickered, as if she understood something, and something in her eyes gradually crumbled.

Father, he doesn't believe her!

After being rescued, she had considered asking her father for help.

She thought about it for a moment and then gave up the idea.

Will the Emperor, who deeply loves his mother, believe her?

She was uncertain, so she could only save herself from fear.

Father, as expected, he really doesn't believe her!

"Heh, heh heh..." Xie Yuzhen took a few steps back, tears streaming down her face amidst her laughter. She looked towards her "mother," but couldn't find her.

Only Consort Hui.

She quickly glanced around and then gave up the search.

It seems that whether or not one can see the "mother" is no longer important.

Xie Yuzhen's gaze was fixed on the memorial tablet on the altar, and her laughter never stopped. Everyone around held their breath.

"Father, I was wrong, I..." Xie Yuzhen said with a look of grief in his eyes, "I shouldn't have asked for Mother's love back then, and I shouldn't ask for Father's pity now."

"Father..." Xie Yuzhen called out.

She took a deep breath, then suddenly looked at Emperor Yuan, her smile like that of a demon, as if she were risking everything for revenge. She cried out in a pitiful voice, "Father, you believe in Mother, you love Mother, but how much of Mother's sincerity is truly for you?"

"A rotten person's sincerity is reserved only for herself; why would she give it away to others?"

"Father, why deceive yourself?"

Xie Yuzhen speaks very quickly.

She seemed worried that the Emperor wouldn't let her finish speaking.

Sure enough, as she expected.

Emperor Yuan's eyes were sharp as he strode to the guard's side, drew the guard's sword again, and was about to stab Xie Yuzhen.

That action shocked everyone.

Even Song Qingning frowned.

The emperor's cold-bloodedness is truly terrifying!

Xie Yuzhen watched the sword thrust towards her. She did not dodge, but simply closed her eyes, as if calmly welcoming her impending death.

She heard her brother calling out "Yuzhen" in a panic, but she couldn't tell if he was really worried about her.

But none of that matters anymore.

Then they heard someone calling "Your Majesty," and the voice sounded familiar, like Consort Hui's.

Consort Hui...

Today was supposed to be the day to take Xie Lian to see his mother, but it seems she'll be going with him instead.

She never imagined that she would end up with the son of a servant.

But she waited a long time, and the expected pain never came.

A sound could be heard:

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. She is still Miss's daughter. Miss carried her for ten months and gave birth to her; she certainly wouldn't want to see you harm her!"

The voice was still familiar; it belonged to Consort Hui.

Xie Yuzhen opened her eyes and, as expected, saw Consort Hui.

Consort Hui grabbed the sword in Emperor Yuan's hand, the blade slicing her hand, and blood flowed down the blade.

Consort Hui seemed oblivious to the pain. Kneeling on the ground, she looked at Emperor Yuan and pleaded desperately, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger... perhaps the princess has simply gone mad..."

Emperor Yuan looked at Consort Hui.

He just now suspected that Consort Hui was helping Song Qingning and ruining his plans.

For a fleeting moment, he even suspected that Yu Zhen's unusual behavior was related to Consort Hui.

Yet, for Yu Zhen's sake, she didn't hesitate to grab the sword with her bare hands, disregarding the pain and bleeding, just to save her.

For a moment, Emperor Yuan couldn't understand Consort Hui.

Xie Yuzhen and Song Qingning also couldn't understand it.

"Your Majesty..." Consort Hui's hands bled more and more, but the pleading in her eyes did not diminish.

Finally, Emperor Yuan pushed her away.

Emperor Yuan gripped his sword and strode toward Xie Yuzhen, raising his hand and bringing it down.

The emperor moved extremely quickly.

Xie Yuzhen continued to stare at Consort Hui, still puzzled, when she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, followed by dizziness.

Emperor Yuan did not kill Xie Yuzhen.

Instead, he knocked her unconscious with the hilt of his sword.

Before Xie Yuzhen lost consciousness, she was still staring at Consort Hui, wanting to ask, "Why?"

Why plead for her? Why save her? Why plead for her? Because it was she who saved her!

Before she could ask, she was dragged into the abyss by the boundless darkness.

Xie Yuzhen collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Xie Yuqi hurriedly stepped forward and picked her up.

The Emperor's majestic voice, tinged with coldness, echoed in the hall:

"Princess Yuzhen has gone mad. Lock her up in the Cold Palace to prevent her from harming anyone!"

"Father..."

Xie Yuqi opened his mouth, but when he met Emperor Yuan's murderous gaze, the words caught in his throat.

He knew that confining Yu Zhen to the cold palace and sparing her life was his father's final concession and act of mercy.

Xie Yuqi didn't say anything more and carried Xie Yuzhen away.

Silence fell once again in the main hall.

But Princess Yuzhen's words kept echoing in everyone's minds.

Emperor Yuan's statement, "Princess Yuzhen has gone mad," was hardly enough to protect Consort Shen's reputation.

Empress Meng was the first to break the silence.

She looked at Emperor Yuan, as if she had remembered something, "What Princess Yuzhen said just now reminded me of something."

Emperor Yuan's mind was still replaying Xie Yuzhen's words, "How much sincerity does Mother Consort truly have for you?"

Then they heard Empress Meng's voice.

Emperor Yuan frowned and met Meng Fu's gaze. With just one glance, he knew that the matter that Empress Meng had "remembered" was not a good thing.

"I'm tired," Emperor Yuan said, trying to escape.

But how could Empress Meng allow him to escape?

"Someone, bring a chair over and please let His Majesty sit down," Empress Meng ordered.

Soon, the palace servants moved a chair behind Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan's face was gloomy.

Empress Meng, however, seemed oblivious to the anger in his eyes, and regardless of whether he sat down or not, she spoke abruptly:

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the time you almost died?"