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Baili Zhao was extremely anxious. He whipped his horse and rushed to Jiang Mansion at lightning speed.

Before he reached the gate of the mansion, a servant hurriedly came up to him with a serious expression: "The master and the mistress have gone to the cemetery."

"Cemetery?" These three words were like ice piercing his bones, causing Baili Zhao's heart to sink suddenly.

When we arrived at the cemetery, the scene not far away was horrifying. We could already see the thick smoke.

Baili Zhao suddenly jumped off the horse. Due to his anxiety and uneasiness, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He walked heavily to the burning flames and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

When Jiang Yan saw that the person coming was Baili Zhao, he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Baili Zhao's gaze did not linger on Jiang Yan, but he raised his voice again: "I ask you, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yan lowered his head even more, and said with sorrow in his voice: "This is what my little girl wished for when she was alive. I hope that after she is gone, she will turn into ashes, drift into the sea with the wind, and return to nature."

"What last wish, Master? What nonsense are you talking about? You said this is Sanniang's ashes?"

Baili Zhao shook his head in disbelief. "You are lying to me, Sanniang. She will not die. Why, why don't you wait for me..."

"Your Majesty, the circumstances of my daughter's death were truly tragic. I am afraid that I have disturbed Your Majesty's sacred heart." Jiang Yan's voice was filled with grief.

Suddenly, Baili Zhao seemed to have lost his mind and rushed forward, heading straight for the blazing flames and the broken body.

Fortunately, the guards behind him reacted quickly and held him tightly.

"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!"

Your Majesty, it's dangerous! Please take care of yourself!"

Baili Zhao's lips trembled violently, and the gloom on his face became increasingly heavy. He squeezed out a few words with almost all his strength: "I must confirm with my own eyes whether she... is really her."

"Your Majesty, I have checked carefully and confirmed without a doubt that it is my sister."

Jiang Siyu finished speaking, her voice choking with sobs, "Your Majesty will definitely do justice for my sister, right?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Those thugs who attacked my sister were not ordinary robbers, but assassins sent by people with ulterior motives. They were determined to kill my sister. I beg Your Majesty to seek justice for my sister!" Jiang Siyu said as she knelt in front of Baili Zhao and banged her forehead heavily on the ground.

Baili Zhao turned and looked to the side, "Zheng Changkong, is all this true?"

Zheng Changkong was shocked. He had not expected the Jiang family's investigation to be so detailed. He was speechless for a moment.

After a moment, he managed to squeeze out a reply: "Your Majesty, I am still doing my best to investigate this matter."

"Are you trying your best to find out the truth, or are you delaying in secret and trying to cover up something?" Baili Zhao's tone became increasingly cold.

"I didn't..." Zheng Changkong's heart trembled, and when he was about to open his mouth to explain, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill rising slowly from his spine, making him shiver involuntarily.

"Siyu, please stand up and tell me everything you know, without leaving out anything."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jiang Siyu told Baili Zhaohe everything she knew, no matter how big or small.

"Your Majesty was not informed of this news in time. Someone must have deliberately concealed the news."

Baili Zhao gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the corpse burning in the flames, and tears silently flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He stood there, motionless, his body and mind numbed by endless sorrow.

But he knew that he had to find out who killed Sanniang and avenge her.

"Sanniang, is it really you? Didn't you promise me that you would be back soon? Why did you lie to me?"

Flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke blocked out the sun. Baili Zhao's face looked particularly sad in the light of the fire. Tears silently rolled down his face, telling of his endless sorrow.

Until the last spark was extinguished in the ashes, leaving only a handful of ashes lying there quietly.

With trembling hands, he gently placed the ashes, carrying endless thoughts, into the exquisite urn.

"Sanniang, you want to go to the beach. I'll take you there, okay?"

Holding up the urn, he turned to the Jiang family and said, "I already know everything you said. I will definitely find the real murderer who killed Sanniang and let his family be buried with her."

Then he left the cemetery with a heavy heart.

Jiang Siyu stood beside Jiang Nianwei's cenotaph. At first, she really thought that her sister had passed away.

She observed her father's reaction and found that he was not as sad as she had imagined. Although he had tried his best to disguise it, Jiang Siyu still saw clues along the way.

He was also in a hurry to cremate his sister's body. More importantly, there was a scar on his sister's arm that she had had since childhood, and only she and her mother knew about it.

She had checked the body before cremation and found that it had no scars at all.

But whether Ajie is dead or not, those who want to hurt her must pay the price for it.

After returning to the palace, Baili Zhao locked himself in his bedroom and lay on the couch with the urn in his arms.

That sadness, like the coldest wind in winter, penetrates through layers of gorgeous clothes and reaches deep into the soul.

The feeling of suffocation spread quietly, as if the whole world froze at this moment, leaving him alone, sinking in the boundless darkness, slowly swallowed by endless sorrow.

Then, with a haggard face and a slightly hoarse voice, he called the eunuch and said slowly: "Come here, draft the imperial edict for me."

"I wish to enthrone Jiang Nianwei, the third daughter of the Jiang family, as the queen."

Upon hearing this, the eunuch's expression changed slightly, and he reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the third young lady of the Jiang family has passed away."

"Who says that the dead cannot enjoy the throne of queen? Not only will I enthrone her as queen, I will also announce to the world that from today on, there is only this queen in my heart, and I will not accept new concubines in the harem!"

The eunuch was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, this is a serious taboo, you must not do it!"

He waved his hand weakly: "Rules are just a framework set by people. I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

Since they have gone through so much trouble for the position of queen.

He would never give them another chance. Not only that, he would get rid of these ministers no matter what the cost.

The first to bear the brunt was the Wu family.

……

Baili Zhao had not set foot in the court for several days. When he reappeared, the first thing he did was to issue the edict to enthronize the queen.

Minister Wu was secretly delighted in his heart. Everything was just as his granddaughter had expected. The disappearance of the Jiang family girl seemed to have cleared the way for His Majesty's determination to enthrone a new queen.

The speed of this change was beyond his expectations. He had thought that the new emperor was a passionate man and had deep feelings for the girl from the Jiang family. But now it seems that the girl from the Jiang family is just so-so in His Majesty's heart.

Thinking back to the trouble he had gone through to get rid of the Jiang family's daughter, Minister Wu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

That carefully planned assassination not only exhausted all the energy, but also killed more than a dozen elite killers. Now it seems that it was a waste of time.

Just as he was immersed in his own feelings, the eunuch's shrill voice interrupted his thoughts, reading out word by word the imperial edict that would determine the changes in the harem:

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims that Jiang Yan's daughter, who is gentle, virtuous, and talented, is hereby canonized as Empress..."

The ministers were in an uproar, and even Jiang Yan was extremely surprised.

"Your Majesty, my daughter is already dead. How can she be crowned as the Queen?"

"Master Jiang, no... from now on I should call you Father-in-law Jiang. I promised the Queen that I would only marry her for the rest of my life, and I must keep my promise."

After saying this, he began to cough violently.

Perhaps because of the stimulation, his old illness relapsed and he felt the same headache as before.

For several days in a row, he did not touch any food except clean water. It seemed that his body and mind were immersed in endless grief and he had lost interest in anything in the outside world.

When Minister Wu saw this, he was shocked. He had thought that with Wu Fangzhi's talent and family background, the position of queen was already in her pocket. However, he did not expect that His Majesty would do such an outrageous thing. It was really puzzling.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable. It is illogical."

"My will, why do you need to nod in agreement?"

"Besides, I have promised the Queen that I will never take concubines into the palace again in my lifetime, and the selection of concubines will be stopped from now on. From June onwards, all the people of Dasheng must abide by the system of monogamy. Anyone who disobeys will be severely punished."

After Baili Zhao finished speaking, he dragged his tired body back to his bedroom.

He still held the urn, stroking it gently and saying, "Sanniang, since they won't let me have a moment of peace, I won't let them have an easy time either."

Zheng Changkong knelt on the ground and persuaded: "Your Majesty, you haven't eaten for five days. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Baili Zhao looked at Zheng Changkong thoughtfully, "Changkong, you know, I trust you the most, but you did something that made me sad the most."

Zheng Changkong's heart trembled suddenly, thinking to himself, "As expected, His Majesty has already seen everything clearly..."

Your Majesty, it is indeed my fault, but you are the emperor, you should put the country first, and you should not be so deeply involved in the love affair between children. "

In the past, Zheng Changkong indeed thought so in his heart, but after seeing the imperial edict issued by Baili Zhao recently, his inner belief has been shaken.

"Don't think I dare not take your life..."

"My humble life is but a blade of grass. If I die, I die. It is of no consequence."

Baili Zhao suddenly burst into laughter, but his laughter was mixed with sorrow, and he finally vomited a mouthful of blood, "Is this the scene you have been waiting for?"

At this critical moment, Zheng Changkong remembered the elixir given by Jiang Nianwei and hurried forward.

"Your Majesty, please forgive my rude behavior. This pill was left by Miss Jiang. I gave it to you for your Majesty's health."

He stuffed the pill into Baili Zhao's mouth.

Baili Zhao had not eaten for several days and was so weak that he did not even have the strength to struggle. He could only let the pill slide into his throat.

"To me, living like this is no different from being a walking corpse. It would be better to just die. That would be more satisfying."

In just a few days, the emperor who was full of vigor and vitality was no longer there, leaving behind Baili Zhao, who was devastated and lost his lover.

However, the pill did have miraculous effects. After just one hour, Baili Zhao felt his strength slowly recovering and a slight feeling of hunger was rising in his stomach.

But he would never eat anything, as a punishment for himself.

Ever since he learned of Jiang Nianwei's death, he had lost all desire to live, and even the Great Sheng Dynasty had no attachment to him.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he was not suitable to be an emperor.

After all, that kind of scheming and calculation was not what he wanted.

He had worked so hard just to achieve the vision in Jiang Nianwei's heart, but now he no longer has the motivation.

The throne was already a burden to him, and he had no scruples about it.

Now she is holding on to her last breath just to be able to kill the murderer who framed her.

Now...he has already got some clues.

……

In the Wu residence, Wu Fangzhi smashed all the vases in the room. "How is it possible? How could His Majesty issue such an order? Then what does everything I have done count for?"

She felt like she was going crazy, but it was obvious that Baili Zhao was even crazier than her.

He actually made a dead person the queen and did not allow others to take concubines. This was simply insane.

At this moment, a maid in a light blue dress came running over in a hurry, looking anxious. She called out repeatedly before she could catch her breath: "Miss, Miss, please pack up some valuables quickly. We have to leave here immediately."

Wu Fangzhi was sitting in front of the mirror, with another maid carefully combing her long hair. She frowned slightly when she heard the words and glanced at the visitor with displeasure: "Why are you so flustered? I am the daughter of the Wu family. How can I just leave like that?"

Seeing that the young lady was unmoved, the maid was so anxious that her eyes turned red and her voice was filled with tears: "Young lady, the master sent someone to bring urgent news, saying that the soldiers are on their way to the Wu Mansion!"

Wu Fangzhi paused for a moment while playing with the beads in her hand upon hearing this, but then she regained her composure: "So what? Your Majesty, do you dare to easily touch my Wu Mansion? My grandfather was a veteran of three dynasties, and he made great military achievements for the court. He was also granted a golden medal of immunity from death by the late emperor. How could those nameless people shake him?"

Wu Fangzhi was not afraid of these things at all. No matter how cautious Baili Zhao was towards them in the past, he still would not dare to take any action now.

If he took action, many ministers would be disappointed.

He knew very well that if he acted rashly, it would discourage many ministers in the court, which was not a wise move.

However, Wu Fangzhi had never expected that her understanding of Baili Zhao was still shallow after all, especially his deep affection for Jiang Nianwei, which far exceeded her imagination.

The maid was extremely anxious and hurriedly wanted to pack some valuables so that she could take Wu Fangzhi away from there.

But at this moment, heavy footsteps were heard outside the door. The officers and soldiers arrived as promised, led by Meng Huaibei.

He stared at Wu Fangzhi with a sharp gaze, and said with a hint of joking, "Miss Wu, where are you planning to go?"

It was clearly spring, but Wu Fangzhi felt a little chilly. "I can go wherever I want. Do I need a nobody like you to control me?"

Meng Huaibei's profile was hidden in the darkness, half of his face seemed to be swallowed by the night, revealing a sense of oppression. He slowly opened his lips: "Oh? In the eyes of Miss Wu, I, Meng Huaibei, am just an insignificant person?"

Wu Fangzhi took out the dagger hidden in her sleeve and said, "Don't come over here, or I will die in front of you!"