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Wei Ling's heart started pounding when he heard that. Facing Chu Jun's emotionless eyes, he began to feel regretful.

"Is this move by the Wei family really a mistake... No! No!"

No one knew what His Majesty had said to the two heads of the Wei and Lin families, nor what had happened.

They only knew that the Wei family had been expelled from the capital by the emperor since that day.

Although no decree was issued against the Wei family, it was equivalent to exile.

The head of the Wei family was thrown into prison by His Majesty and his life or death is unknown.

Everyone felt the emperor's decisiveness and his dissatisfaction with the Wei family.

The Wei family was merely exiled instead of being executed. This was probably the greatest mercy shown to the Wei family by His Majesty for the sake of the Empress Dowager.

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[One day in May, in the court, Lin Chengzhen, the head of the Lin family, presented an important piece of evidence to His Majesty.

Once this evidence was presented, the situation in the court changed. All the ministers paid close attention and the political situation in the court also fluctuated accordingly.

Lin Chengzhen's actions showed his foresight and loyalty, and he contributed his efforts to the stability of the court and the development of the country.

Your Majesty also appreciated his sincerity. In the court, the ministers discussed the matter and expressed their opinions in order to discuss state affairs and seek good strategies.

This incident will surely go down in history and be remembered by future generations.

——"Records of Yunheng: Chronicles of Chu Yun"

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Wei Ling actually had a backup plan prepared.

Yes, plotting to usurp the throne is a serious crime punishable by the death of nine generations of the family. No matter how crazy Wei Ling is, he still cherishes his life.

But Wei Ling didn't expect that the one who would cut off his retreat and push him into the abyss would be his own sister.

Wei Ling sat in the corner of the cell, his heart filled with despair and hatred. Despair for his future fate, hatred for his cold-blooded and heartless relatives.

It was dark and damp here, and we ate leftovers and wore tattered clothes that barely covered our bodies.

Calculating the time, he has been locked up here for a week, and no one has come to rescue him for such a long time. It seems that the people he secretly cultivated have long been discovered by Wei Lin.

Time has worn away Wei Ling's hope.

'Perhaps, His Majesty wants to lock him up here forever,' he thought.

Perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement. Wei Ling's cell was located near the exit, and he could faintly see the light coming in from outside.

It seems to give the prisoner hope, but in fact it is constantly torturing his will.

Wei Ling heard the sound of approaching footsteps. The footsteps were light, and the clogged shoes made a gentle collision sound against the stone slabs, which was crisp and pleasant.

That's the voice that only a lady from a noble family could make.

Before Wei Ling opened his eyes, he smelled the refreshing aroma of Longjing tea, which was his sister's favorite tea.

He understood and looked outside the cell.

Sure enough, he saw a woman in gorgeous clothes standing between him and an iron fence.

The woman still had an indifferent expression, and there was no guilt, no sympathy, and no emotion at all in her eyes when she looked at him.

"What? Is the Queen Mother here to laugh at me?" Wei Ling's voice was hoarse as he hadn't spoken for many days.

"I just came to see you for the last time." Wei Lin covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. The smell in this cell was really not good and it was very pungent.

"There's one thing I don't understand." Wei Ling calmed down when he actually saw Wei Lin.

Wei Lin was still willing to answer for him: "What's the matter?"

"The throne was once within your reach. Why did you give it up?" Wei Ling looked at the woman seriously, not missing a single emotion on her face.

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, as if puzzled: "If you don't want it, then of course you give up."

Wei Ling regretted not seeing any remorse on his sister's face. He continued, "Then why can't the throne fall to the Wei family? Sister, you don't love the late emperor, do you?"

Wei Lin hated the late emperor.

This was natural. Wei Lin was tied up and sent to the late emperor's bed by the Wei family.

Even if Wei Lin didn't hate the child born to the person he hated, he wouldn't have too much affection for him.

In Wei Ling's opinion, agreeing to the emperor taking a man as a concubine or handing over the Phoenix Seal to a man was just an attempt to avoid the late emperor from having an heir, and in fact, the emperor was already being abandoned.

Wei Ling firmly believed this.

Therefore, even if Wei Lin handed the tiger talisman to the emperor, he only thought it was a trap set by the empress dowager to gain the emperor's trust.

He believed that a person who had tasted power would not give it up.

Mo Heng would definitely be suppressed by the Queen Mother in the harem. He didn't believe that someone like Mo Heng, who was capable of doing those things behind the scenes, would be willing to be controlled by the Queen Mother. Mo Heng should also want to break away from the Queen Mother's control, but was only hindered by his status as a son-in-law.

Because of these stubborn ideas, Wei Ling finally decided to form an alliance with Mo Heng and the forces behind him.

They all wanted to overthrow the Queen Mother, their goal was the same. The throne could be taken slowly after the Queen Mother was eliminated.

But everything was completely opposite to what he thought. It was only during these few days in the cell that he finally figured it out.

Wei Lin is a lunatic. She really doesn't love power and has even given it away.

But he couldn't understand why Wei Lin, a cruel, ruthless, heartless and vindictive man, would give power to that child.

Wei Lin seemed puzzled by his brother's question, thinking Wei Ling was asking knowingly: "Why can't it be in the Wei family? Why? Of course, it's because I hate the Wei family so much."

"We are blood relatives. Why do you hate the Wei family? What right do you have to hate the Wei family? The Wei family gave you everything!" Wei Ling was very emotional. He staggered to his feet, grabbed the iron bars, and stared at Wei Lin.

Wei Lin's voice was still indifferent: "Why do you think that I only hate the late emperor who forced me to marry him, but not the Wei family who sent me to the dragon bed?"

Seeing that Wei Ling was choking up, Wei Lin continued, "The Wei family gave me the identity of a Wei family girl long before I entered the palace as empress. I have to be clean. What position do you have to question me now?"

"Wei Ling, you should know that the Wei family has cold blood in its bones, you and I are the same." After Wei Lin finished speaking, she was ready to turn around and leave. She had already met everyone, and everything in the past was over.

Seeing Wei Lin turn around, Wei Ling came back to his senses. He remembered the doubts he had been having all along and suddenly shouted at Wei Lin: "You killed the late emperor!"

"So what?" Wei Lin turned her head. She looked graceful and elegant, without any sign of panic.

"Aren't you afraid that your son will know? His mother killed his father, aren't you afraid, sister?" Wei Ling roared like crazy with a morbid smile on his face, as if he had thought of something that made him happy.

Wei Lin ignored him this time and walked out of the prison steadily.

She walked towards the sunset and into the sunshine.

On the ground, the sunlight cast a square shadow of the prison exit, and a slender figure slowly walked out of the area framed by the door frame.