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Consort Hui publicly revealed that Emperor Yuan's poisoning of Crown Prince Wenzhao was at the behest of Prince Yu.

He wanted everyone to know the cruelty and ruthlessness of emperors; he wanted Emperor Yuan to be despised by his officials and by the world.

Right now, Emperor Yuan is in a sorry state, so he certainly won't let him stand still.

Just as Emperor Yuan was supporting himself on Prince Yu's shoulder and about to stand up, Prince Yu's shoulder tilted slightly, and in the next instant, Emperor Yuan lost his balance, fell down the steps in a sorry state, and after a few cries of pain, the emperor's body lay on the bottom of the steps.

The emperor's majesty was completely gone.

"Your Majesty..." Prince Yu felt a surge of joy, but his eyes showed particular concern.

He "supported" himself, eager to help him, but because he was also "poisoned," his body was weak and he could not succeed.

Emperor Yuan saw his efforts but did not notice anything amiss.

The officials and noblewomen in the hall looked at Emperor Yuan with a mixture of shock and condemnation. Consort Hui's laughter, accompanied by accusations, still echoed in the hall.

The cries of "It was the Emperor who poisoned the Crown Prince" were particularly jarring.

Consort Hui stood on the steps, looking down at him with disdain. That look fueled Emperor Yuan's anger even more.

"Guards! Guards!" Emperor Yuan ordered again, his face contorted with rage.

This time, he was met with Consort Hui's sarcastic laughter once again.

"Your Majesty, stop calling for people. Your shadow guards are just like you now, as are your confidants. No one will obey your orders." Consort Hui sneered, her eyes filled with madness.

Emperor Yuan gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Consort Hui.

His shadow guards were all highly skilled, and his trusted eunuchs were always on guard.

He simply couldn't believe that Consort Hui could have the ability to create this situation.

"How did you do that?" Emperor Yuan was certain that Consort Hui had accomplices. "Who is helping you?"

Emperor Yuan looked around and saw Song Qingning, then Empress Meng.

At this moment, both of them were slumped weakly against their seats.

If it wasn't them? Then who was it?

For a time, Emperor Yuan was paranoid, seeing enemies everywhere.

Consort Hui did not answer him.

She couldn't have accomplished all of this on her own, but with Prince Yu openly helping her and Empress Meng secretly assisting her, everything became much easier.

Consort Hui glanced at Prince Yu without leaving a trace, and the two quickly exchanged a look that no one would notice. Consort Hui saw satisfaction in Prince Yu's eyes.

satisfied?

Consort Hui gave a cold smile.

Thinking of her and Song Qingning's plan, and of her tragic death, Consort Hui's smile vanished, her eyes hardening, and she loudly ordered, "Guards!"

At her command, palace maids and eunuchs filed in from outside the hall and stood respectfully inside, awaiting Consort Hui's orders.

Emperor Yuan looked at the eunuchs and palace maids with suspicion, and angrily questioned Consort Hui, "What are you trying to do?"

"His Majesty will soon know what I am going to do," Consort Hui said, her eyes sharp as if laced with poison. She then ordered the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall, "Please invite His Majesty and Prince Yu to the side hall."

The palace maids and eunuchs immediately obeyed the order.

They quickly dragged Emperor Yuan and Prince Yu into a side hall.

The side hall was pitch black.

Emperor Yuan was thrown into the darkness, his body weak and powerless. Never before had a dignified emperor been so passive and helpless. At this moment, he was like a piece of meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

And the person wielding the knife was a woman he had never looked down upon.

Emperor Yuan was unwilling to accept this.

There was no sound outside the side hall.

The people in the main hall seemed to have a tacit understanding, remaining quiet and listening to the sounds coming from the side hall.

In the side hall, footsteps approached Emperor Yuan in the darkness, then gradually faded away.

Emperor Yuan's gaze followed the footsteps until they stopped.

A moment later, the tinderbox lit up, illuminating Consort Hui's figure and the table in front of her.

The fire went out in the very instant the incense was lit.

Emperor Yuan only had time to see the two memorial tablets on the table, not even enough time to read the words on them, before the entire side hall was plunged into darkness again, with only the three incense sticks in Consort Hui's hand providing a faint glimmer of light.

Consort Hui offered prayers to the memorial tablet.

Emperor Yuan guessed that it must be Xie Lian's memorial tablet.

In the current situation, we must yield and save ourselves.

Emperor Yuan took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and softened his tone, "Consort Hui, I know you blame me for not caring about Xie Lian..."

"Liu'er!"

Consort Hui's voice interrupted him.

Emperor Yuan frowned, then immediately changed his tune, "Sixth son, it's not that I don't care about you. I don't care what you do, as long as you change your mind, I will definitely not pursue this matter. Not only will I not pursue it, but I will also posthumously confer upon you the title of king. How about that?"

Emperor Yuan's tone was conciliatory, even containing a hint of pleading and begging.

Consort Hui listened with disdain.

Liu'er never cared about the title of prince during his lifetime, so posthumous conferment of it would be meaningless.

What she wanted was revenge.

Emperor Yuan ignored the suffering of Liu'er, and Prince Yu, in order to force her to join forces with him, did not hesitate to take Liu'er's life to frame Emperor Yuan. She will settle all these scores today.

Consort Hui placed incense in front of Liu'er's memorial tablet, then walked to the side.

She remained silent, and Emperor Yuan found it increasingly difficult to fathom her thoughts.

"Consort Hui..." Emperor Yuan's voice held an unease as he looked towards Consort Hui in the darkness. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his voice slightly, "What exactly do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out from the darkness.

Why don't you ask me what I'm going to do?

The man's voice was menacing yet eerily sinister.

Emperor Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked in the direction from which the voice came.

In the darkness, a figure stood vaguely, but it was impossible to tell who it was.

He called himself "this king".

Several figures flashed through Emperor Yuan's mind subconsciously: Xie Xuanjin, Prince Yu, but he ruled them all out.

It's not them; the voices don't sound like them.

He had no recollection of that voice.

"Who are you?" Emperor Yuan asked anxiously, feeling more uneasy about this person than before.

The voice chuckled coldly, tinged with displeasure, "Who am I? Ha, you can't even recognize my voice?"

Emperor Yuan tried hard to recall, but still couldn't recognize the voice.

But the unease in his heart grew stronger, and his guard became even more vigilant.

"Who exactly are you?" Emperor Yuan practically roared.

The voice did not answer him.

Footsteps sounded again in the darkness.

Then a figure blocked the faint light emitted by the three incense sticks on the table.

The man stood before the table, reached out and took down a memorial tablet, then slowly turned around. His footsteps grew closer and closer to Emperor Yuan, stopping only when he was just a step away.

At such close range, even if Emperor Yuan couldn't see the face of the person in front of him, his fear reached its peak.

"you……"

Emperor Yuan swallowed hard, but before he could ask again, suddenly, a tinderbox was lit in the darkness.

The first thing the firelight illuminated was a memorial tablet.

The words "Memorial Tablet of Prince Su, Xie Yan" are prominently displayed on the memorial tablet.

Su...King Su...

Emperor Yuan froze, and the image of Prince Su subconsciously appeared in his mind. He finally recognized the voice and wondered whose it was!