Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Chapter 785: Green Plum Drunk (23)

The empress poisoning the emperor was a heinous crime punishable by the confiscation of her property and the extermination of

However, most of the real power in the court was in the hands of the Empress's family, and the Emperor dared not act rashly.

When the emperor awoke, he wanted to let the matter drop to avoid causing unrest among his court officials. However, while he was unconscious from poisoning, his eldest son had already imprisoned the empress in the cold palace and prepared an imperial edict, waiting for him to wake up and stamp it with the imperial seal to depose her.

The emperor had his own considerations; even though he was poisoned and on the verge of death, he refused to depose the empress.

They even found the poison suspicious.

He and the Empress had been together for many years. Although she was ambitious, she never intended to kill him, let alone poison him in such a blatant and publicly named manner.

Now, there is such a powerful force in the court that can rival the Empress…

The emperor's sickly gaze fell on the boy he hadn't seen for many years, who looked more and more like his mother.

The person he wronged the most in his life.

...

The emperor disagreed with deposing the empress.

The boy stood far away, dressed in apricot-yellow prince's robes. Although young, his inherent majesty seemed to surpass even royal authority.

He remained silent, only offering a curt scoff at the emperor's incompetence after the emperor's response, before turning and leaving.

It didn't take long.

The emperor, still weak and lying on his dragon bed, heard from the chief eunuch that the empress had committed suicide in the cold palace out of fear of punishment.

Although it was said to be suicide, the direction of the sword around the Empress's neck clearly indicates that she was murdered, and killed with a single blow.

The emperor was astonished.

I can only think of one person, one person who has come to seek revenge on all of them.

The empress is dead. Will he be next?

The emperor, lying on his dragon bed, felt a chill run through him at the thought of his son; he was filled with fear and dread.

He was like a monster who didn't recognize his own family, a vengeful spirit that his mother had crawled out of hell to claim his life.

Upon hearing the news of the Empress's suicide, the Emperor, perhaps frightened by his many guilty consciences, suffered an even worse decline in his already weakened state due to poisoning.

He left the bloody turmoil in the court stirred up by the Empress's family to Jiang Que.

He appointed the crown prince to oversee the country, while he himself went to Fahua Temple to recuperate, citing his longing for his wife and poor health, and became a Buddhist.

After spending several days cleaning up the Empress's family's connections in the court and being utterly exhausted, Jiang Que returned to his palace. Cheng Xiaogou Hui immediately appeared and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck: "Zhao'er, you've worked hard."

Jiang Que turned around, his face cold, his dark eyes fixed on Cheng Hui's lips. His breathing quickened, but then, remembering that he was too young to pass the test, he took a breath and said, "Your goal isn't to become a Grandmaster. Take advantage of these two years to go out and explore."

As Jiang Que spoke, Cheng Hui suddenly felt wronged and reached out to hug him: "Are you trying to send me away?"

Then you and Gu Feibai were all lovey-dovey in the imperial city.

Let me, a worthless weed, endure the wind and rain outside.

Such a cruel heart.

However, I heard that Gu Feibai became a monk.

I don't know what they went through.

But who knows if this is just a new persona he's created to deceive young girls and boys?

A fake Buddha.

Pooh! !

Jiang Que was being held a little tightly, and shook his head in Cheng Hui's arms: "I'm not in a hurry, it's just that I..."

[I can't help it.]

[Think about it now.]

Upon hearing the thought, Cheng Hui, who instantly understood, paused for a moment, then her face turned bright red.

She didn't know whether to loosen her grip on Jiang Que's hand or let go.

Happy, nervous, but a little shy: head down, she muttered softly, "Me too."

Hearing this, Jiang Que, who was being held in his arms, put his hand on Cheng Hui's back, hugged him back, and smelled the medicinal scent on him: "So, leave, go find your own path, you don't need to follow me."

"Before you leave, you can seek advice from Wan'er. She is General Ye's only daughter. More than ten years ago, when she moved into the Alliance Leader's Mansion with me, she was already a Grandmaster."

[It's only because the old general owes my mother a debt that he's stayed by her side to protect her.]

Cheng Hui: "!!!"

Stare.

No.

When they first met, Ye Wan was only a few years old, not even as old as Jiang Que is now, yet she was already a Grandmaster.

Cheng recalled pinching his philtrum, but the shock made it hard for him to breathe.

He didn't lose unjustly in his past life.