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Chapter 539: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 72

"Go and tell the people we have arranged that they can start." Er Qing whispered a few words to the palace maid beside her. The palace maid nodded in understanding and quickly disappeared into the night.

night, deeper.

The maid carried the child and walked around many corners until she finally arrived at a remote palace gate. This gate was always closed and rarely visited by people. It was the passage for transporting sundries in the palace.

"Open the door, open the door quickly!" the palace maid called out in a low voice. According to the plan, someone would come here to pick her up and take her out of the palace.

The heavy palace door slowly opened, and before the maid had time to see the person in front of her clearly, she was knocked to the ground by a powerful force.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?!" The maid struggled in fear, but to no avail.

The palace maid was frightened out of her wits by the sudden change, and the baby in her arms was startled and started crying loudly.

She struggled to get up, but someone covered her mouth and nose. While struggling, she could only vaguely see a strange face and a pair of vicious eyes flashing a chilling light in the darkness.

Soon, this remote palace gate returned to peace, leaving only a few leaves blown down by the wind, silently telling of everything that had happened here.

In the dimly lit Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Qianlong's hand, which was reviewing memorials, suddenly paused. His sword-like brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

In front of him, two guards were escorting a shivering palace maid with a swaddling baby in her arms. The baby's crying echoed in the empty hall, seeming particularly abrupt.

"What's going on?" Qianlong put down the red brush in his hand, with a bit of displeasure in his tone, and his deep gaze fell on the palace maid kneeling on the ground.

"Reply...Reply to the Emperor, I..." The palace maid was so frightened that her teeth were chattering. She spoke incoherently and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"How dare you! Why don't you kneel before the Emperor!" Eunuch Li at the side shouted in a shrill voice. The palace maid was so frightened that she trembled all over. She quickly hugged the child tightly in her arms and crawled on the ground.

"Tell me, whose child is this?" Qianlong tapped the table impatiently, his eyes falling on the baby. The swaddling clothes were simple, and there was a hint of weakness in the child's cry, obviously the baby had suffered a lot.

"This... this..." The maid hesitated, but she still didn't dare to tell the origin of the child. Seeing her like this, Qianlong became even more angry and slammed the table.

"Speak! If you don't, I'll drag you out and beat you to death!"

The maid was so frightened that she kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare my life! I...I am just following your orders!"

"On orders? On whose orders?" Qianlong pressed.

"I...I dare not say..." The palace maid bit her lips, her eyes full of fear.

"Don't dare to say?" Qianlong sneered: "It seems that you are tired of living!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Seeing this, Eunuch Li stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this maid is timid and afraid of trouble. Why don't you let me ask her?"

Qianlong waved his hand impatiently, "Ask!"

Eunuch Li walked up to the maid and said in a cold tone, "Tell me, who ordered you to do this? If you tell me, the emperor may show mercy and spare your life. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude!"

The maid shuddered, looked at Eunuch Li, then looked at Emperor Qianlong sitting on the dragon throne, her heart torn between her conscience and her desires. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... yes..."

Her gaze slowly moved outside the hall, where the night was dark and seemed to hide countless secrets.

The palace maid shrank back, looked at the grim and terrifying Eunuch Li, then looked at Emperor Qianlong who was sitting on the dragon throne with a gloomy face, and she felt a conflict between her conscience and her conscience.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "It's...it's from Concubine Chun..."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, there was an uproar in the hall. Qianlong stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and his anger almost set the whole Yangxin Hall on fire.

He overturned the dragon table in front of him, and the memorials scattered all over the floor, just like the anger surging in his heart at this moment.

"Good! Very good! Concubine Chun! You are so brave!" Qianlong laughed in anger, his voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze people. He never thought that Concubine Chun would do such a thing?

"Your Majesty, I... I did not lie! It was indeed Concubine Chun who ordered me..." The palace maid was so frightened that she kowtowed and begged for mercy. However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Qianlong's angry roar.

"Someone, bring Concubine Chun to me!"

Soon, Concubine Chun arrived at the Yangxin Palace under the "escort" of two guards.

Concubine Chun was held by two guards and almost dragged into the Yangxin Palace. Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and her body was so weak that she seemed like she would fall down if the wind blew.

The phoenix robe on her body was still stained with blood, which were the marks left over from childbirth. At this moment, it looked particularly shocking.

But she couldn't care less about these things at the moment. She had only one thought in her mind: It's over, everything is over.

She should have thought of it earlier. The palace maid was simple-minded and could not hide anything. Once questioned by the emperor, she would definitely tell everything.

It was ridiculous that she originally thought that the palace maid was honest and trustworthy, so she entrusted the matter to her. Now it seems that she was totally wrong!

Concubine Chun knelt on the ground, the bloodstains on her dress looked even more glaring under the bright candlelight. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Explain? How should she explain?

"What? Are you mute?!" Qianlong was furious and kicked over the teacup in front of him. The scalding hot tea splashed on Concubine Chun, but it was not even one ten-thousandth as painful as she felt in her heart at the moment.

Concubine Chun closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her pale cheeks. Under the bright candlelight, they were like pearls that had broken off the string, falling to the ground one by one and shattering into echoes of despair.

"Yes, Your Majesty, that child... is mine."

Her voice was very soft, as light as a feather, yet as heavy as a boulder, hitting everyone's heart heavily.

The hall suddenly became silent, and one could hear a pin drop.

Qianlong looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. He never imagined that the child was actually Concubine Chun's.

"Why?" He squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, suppressing the raging anger in his voice.

Concubine Chun knelt on the ground, tears blurring her vision and everything in front of her. She knew that no matter what she said, she could not change the emperor's mind.

"Your Majesty, your concubine...your concubine..." She choked with sobs, but could not utter a complete sentence.

Qianlong took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. He swept his cold eyes over Concubine Chun, as if he wanted to see through her. "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise..." He didn't finish his words, but the threat was evident in his words.

"Your Majesty, I have nothing to say..." Concubine Chun closed her eyes in despair, letting the tears flow freely. She knew that she was finished, completely finished.