Chapter 467

Chapter 467

The emperor turned around without hesitation, but his heart was not as calm as it had appeared at the moment.

He always believed in the exchange of benevolence for benevolence. Over the years, although his treatment of Imperial Consort Fang was poor, he did not treat her badly. He treated her according to her status as the imperial consort, thinking that at least Wang Yu would not treat Yongle too badly, but unexpectedly he underestimated Wang Yu's cruelty.

Tightly clenching his fist filled with hatred, the emperor strode towards the back.

"Your Majesty!"

Imperial Consort Fang wanted to stop the emperor and catch up with him, but as soon as she took a step, her feet went limp and she fell onto the gold brick floor, and even the bun on her head became loose, leaving several messy strands on her cheeks, making her look disheveled.

The medication in her body had not yet dissipated, and her limbs were completely uncontrollable.

At that time, the emperor stopped his steps.

Seeing this, a glimmer of hope rose in Imperial Consort Fang's anxious eyes, thinking that the emperor softened his heart. "Your Majesty..."

The emperor did not turn back and just coldly said. "I promised the late emperor that I would treat you well and would not hurt you, and I have naturally done so."

He did not set fire nor did he drug the imperial consort. It was her grandson who personally handed this medicine to her, and she took it herself.

The emperor continued to walk forward with the long strides. At this time, he never stopped his steps.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"

Imperial Consort Fang shouted at the top of her lungs, but she was too weak now, and her voice was like the sound of a mosquito, which was unnoticeable in the hustle and noise outside.

"Help, help..." Imperial Consort Fang was afraid, anxious, and regretful as her weak body tried to climb up but her wrists were too weak to hold herself up causing her to fall again.

She could only crawl forward with all of her strengths, but her hands and feet were out of control. Even with all her might, she was only slowly crawling on the ground, like a worm.

The fire outside was getting bigger and bigger, the gold brick floor under her was so hot that it could almost cook a person, while the light coming from the fire through the window was getting redder and redder as if the flames began to greedily devour the window paper and window pane...

The fire was about to come in!

Imperial Consort Fang was extremely frightened, her pupils were cloudy, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

Boundless despair enveloped her.

Imperial Consort Fang's eyes were almost unbelievably wide, and her eye socket looked like it was filled with a ferocious bloodshot as she looked at the bloody red flames.

A few months before the death of the late emperor, he was already lying on his sick bed, but he was still able to draft a decree for Wang Yu in advance, arranging for him to go to the fiefdom of Yuzhou to prevent brothers from killing each other. On the night of the late emperor's death, he summoned all clan members and ministers in advance. When they arrived at his dragon bed, he made him vow in front of them so that he would not take action against Wang Yu and her; this was both a father's and a monarch's order, so he could only do so.

The late emperor was supposed to explain what would happen to Imperial Consort Fang, but only halfway through the conversation he died. Thus, the emperor was able to use the ancestral system to force her to stay in the capital and to prevent her from going to Yuzhou with her son. These damn clan members and ministers turned a blind eye and left her in the air.

This made her hate them and also hated why the emperor did not abolish the crown prince and establish her son instead.

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