The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

As things developed to this point, the direction was completely out of the emperor's control, which made him angry and sad. His already flawed brain lost the shackles of rationality and he just wanted to vent his grief and anger on everything around him. After hearing what Xie Yuzhen said, he raised his hands to cover his face and cried: "Don't I know that she has always pitied the old and the weak, but why did those people pity her for this?"

Xie Yuzhen: ...If I hadn't seen you being too lazy to do anything and wanting to let Concubine Ning take the blame, and even quarreling with the Queen about it, I would have been more touched.

She knew that the emperor's behavior at this moment was all from his heart, but if the queen had not set up the trap at the right time and in the right way, then this man crying on the dragon throne would probably still have the arrogant attitude that everything is in his hands. How could he be so defensive?

It must be said that facing such a broken-down emperor, Xie Yuzhen was secretly pleased.

After crying, he put down his hand and said, "All the three clans of those involved in the case will be executed! Or do you insist, Princess Zhao..."

It feels like a naughty kid playing tricks.

But Xie Yu really didn't want to spoil him, and he cried out even louder than the emperor: "Your Majesty, are you doing this for the Empress, or for your own comfort?!"

No one had ever seen a concubine roaring at the emperor in the Lizheng Hall, and the officials who were making accusations shrank their heads again.

Upon seeing this, Empress Dowager Hu moved her lips slightly but didn't say anything. Instead, she turned her face away and pretended that the ministers below were frightened by these two people, which was very interesting.

"The queen is so gentle and kind. If you care about her at all, how could you not know how sad she would be if she...if she saw so many innocent people die together?" Xie Yuzhen picked up the long sword in his hand and chopped it down fiercely, directly chopping the ill-fated table. "I just couldn't bear to let the queen's soul be uneasy, so I said this. Anyway, it's not me who wants to kill the queen regardless of her own intention! It's never me who wants to make her sad and upset!"

"You..." The emperor's face turned red, and on top of his broken defense, he felt even more aggrieved.

Xie Yuzhen used some strength to pull the sword out of the table, then chopped it off with his backhand, completely cutting off a corner of the table: "What's wrong with me?! The queen treats me so well, can't I fight for her?! You can't bear to make her sad, but I can't!!!"

She simply threw the sword to the ground, and the sword slipped out of her hand, which made the emperor feel even more guilty than when she was holding the sword.

Xie Yuzhen covered his face with his sleeves, turned his back, his shoulders trembling, and cried sadly: "You might as well kill me too, and go downstairs to accompany the queen early, it's better than sitting here and watching you vent your anger with human lives!"

The emperor felt a chill on his forehead. Before he could react, he saw Xie Yuzhen getting more and more angry as he cried, and even tried to pick up the long sword that had fallen down.

Although the emperor, who had been with her for such a long time, still couldn't figure out this woman's thoughts, he could guess at Xie Ruizhen's actions to some extent. Realizing what this woman was going to do next, the emperor felt a chill in his heart and not only his scalp.

He leaped out from the dragon throne in one step, just in time to grab Xie Yuzhen's hand that had already picked up the sword: "What are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"

"Let go! The Queen has been so kind and loving to me, but I can't even repay her and let her rest in peace. What's the point of me living? I might as well go and apologize to her in person!"

"I listen to you! I won't kill him! I won't kill him!" The emperor knew that Xie Yuzhen was stronger than ordinary people, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even hold him down with one hand. He had to use both hands to barely subdue Xie Yuzhen.

When Xie Yuzhen saw that the time was almost right, he pretended to be exhausted and fell into the emperor's arms crying: "I also want to kill all these villains, but...but when I think of the queen..."

"I know, I know." The emperor patted Xie Yuzhen's trembling back, "He has violated the palace, murdered the concubines, and spread rumors under the guise of ghosts and gods. His crimes are too numerous to list. I will still exterminate his three clans. But because of the queen's kindness and Concubine Zhao's advice, his clan, young and old, can be spared the death penalty and confiscated as official slaves."

Seeing Concubine Zhao crying and making a fuss, the emperor changed his mind. The ministers below paid more attention to her and praised the kindness and virtue of this family of monogamy and one concubine.

The Queen Mother, who had always had a gloomy face, just frowned at first and then did not say anything more. In her opinion, the means of punishment did not matter, as long as it could warn future generations not to challenge the dignity of the royal family in this way.

As for what happened in the Lizheng Hall today...it will be recorded in the history books, but what does it have to do with a little old lady like me who has half a leg in the coffin?

Anyway, at most, the worst that could happen would be that future generations would think that his terrible son might have some unique hobbies, leaving a strange impression.

Empress Dowager Hu is old and has become more open-minded about these things.

Xie Yuzhen came out of the emperor's arms and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I lost my mind just now and my words and actions were inappropriate. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

"It happened for a reason. How can you be blamed..." The emperor's mood was visibly low. He waved his hand and said, "Xianming, you go back first. I will go back after I have dealt with the matter here."

"Yes." Xie Yuzhen seemed to be exhausted because of this incident. Without saying anything more, he threw the sword to the ground again and turned to walk towards the side exit.

The emperor looked at her back, then turned to glance at Empress Dowager Hu, wiped the tears from his face with a handkerchief, and then looked at the Duke of England, who was still maintaining the saluting posture and was sweating profusely.

He moved his lips and was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Xie Yuzhen turning back for some reason.

So my eyes involuntarily looked over there.

However, the woman still had tears on her face, but she walked with great vigor. She turned around aggressively, and with a few strides, she came to the side of the stunned Wang Xuanshi. Then she bent down slightly, grabbed the back of Wang Xuanshi's neck with one hand, and without caring about the horrified looks from others, she dragged the person up and turned around to leave without any reluctance.

Behind him, all that was left was the king's concubine's intermittent, panicked and hoarse cry for help.

The emperor suppressed his grief, took the pot of poisoned wine that was placed beside him, walked to the side of the Duke of Ying, and said to him with a sigh: "There is no peace in the palace, and there is also a funeral in your house."