Chapter 465
Chapter 465
An hour ago, after taking the medicine, she quickly lost consciousness, and when she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to find that she was still in the Tai'an Palace. The substitute was nowhere to be seen and the palace servants were not around.
She tried to call someone, but none of them responded. She then saw a fire that ran in the direction of the east-side hall, which was very intense. She knew something was wrong and wanted to leave, but the medicinal properties in her body had not yet dissipated, so she struggled to hold onto the wall to reach the main hall. What caught her eye were the figures of the emperor and Gu Zezhi...
At that instant, Imperial Consort Fang knew that she would not be able to escape tonight!
"There's fire! The fire is almost reaching the main hall!"
"Put out the fire!!!"
The shouts outside were still ringing one after another, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.
Imperial Consort Fang felt the scorching heat waves coming as if the next moment a big fire would pour like a burst of floodwater.
Both frightened and uneasy, Imperial Consort Fang struggled to maintain her standing posture by holding on to the wall with one hand, and said with difficulty. "Your Majesty, you... what on earth do you want to do?"
Her throat burnt like it was on fire, and her voice struggled to squeeze between her teeth.
"You should be asking this emperor's seventh imperial brother what he wants to do." The emperor's brows revealed a trace of undisguised sarcasm as he faintly added, "Imperial Consort, this kerosene and this fire, are specially given to you by this emperor's seventh imperial brother in honor of you."
"Seventh Imperial Brother has always been filial, so the Consort Dowager should just take it easy."
The emperor looked at Imperial Consort Fang with cold and sharp eyes. Did they not want to set her body on fire so that no one could recognize her face, so the Imperial Consort could then use this to escape? Then he would fulfill them!
Imperial Consort Fang's feet felt weak, so much so that her legs hidden in her skirt trembled uncontrollably. She said in a trembling voice. "No, Your Majesty, you promised the late emperor that you would treat this consort well."
That's right, the emperor had promised him before. It was the emperor's words; he could not simply watch her being burned to death.
No ripples could be seen on the emperor's calm face, but his eyes were colder, as he asked unhurriedly. "Then didn't seventh imperial brother also promise the late emperor that he would treat Yongle well?!"
"Who was it that promised before the late emperor's bed that he would never let Yongle suffer any injustice?"
"What's the result?!"
"Yongle is his imperial sister, Hanjun is his niece, their bloodlines are connected and their blood is thicker than water, but what did Seventh Imperial Brother do to them?"
"Seventh Imperial Brother treats them like this, and expects me to honor his mother?"
The emperor's cold voice pierced the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, and his gaze was sharp as he looked at Imperial Consort Fang. He did not believe that Imperial Consort Fang knows nothing.
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