The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Fei Wan was knocked to the ground by a slap.

He looked up, his face filled with shock.

Everyone present was also shocked.

Even Pan'er, who was crying, didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Cao Bin was particularly shocked.

What's going on? Wasn't the Imperial Concubine confident before she entered the room? Why... did she just make empty excuses from beginning to end and didn't provide any convincing evidence to prove her innocence?

Your Majesty, you're going to hit me right away?!

The Imperial Noble Consort is your most trusted and beloved concubine, Your Majesty!

Even though he was used to concealing his emotions, Cao Bin couldn't help showing his surprise at this moment, and almost rushed forward to stop it.

Luckily I managed to hold it in.

He quickly stopped and shrank back obediently, knowing very well that if he rushed forward at this time, he would probably be attacked by the emperor as well.

What made him feel strange was that Queen Yan, who had always sided with Fei Wan, had no reaction at this moment. She just stood there solemnly, indifferent to Fei Wan being beaten.

Cao Bin even secretly suspected that this was a plan set up by Yan Houbu, and all the previous favoritism was for the final blow?

What he didn't know was that Queen Yan just didn't react on the surface.

There were already thunder and lightning in his heart, and the wind and rain were raging. He wished that the nine heavenly gods would send down punishment to strike the emperor to death.

The complete anger, disappointment, and contempt made her see the emperor more clearly once again.

This bitch!

Cold-blooded and heartless bitch!

When He Shuangying was struck by a sword through the heart, she felt the same grief as Empress Yan. When Fei Wan was slapped in the face, she felt the same pain.

There is no difference between hitting Feiwan in the face and hitting her in the face.

Her favor was far less than Fei Wan's. If this happened to her, she believed that the slaps she would receive would be heavier and more severe than Fei Wan's.

That's it.

This bitch is hopeless.

Dying early is better than anything else.

Queen Yan's indifference showed that she truly had the intention to kill.

The emperor felt a sudden chill down his spine in his rage, and subconsciously looked towards Queen Yan, only to see her lowered eyes.

"What does the Queen think?" he shouted.

Empress Yan bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, this matter is extremely complicated. I leave it to Your Majesty to handle it. I am of one mind with Your Majesty."

The emperor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you not going to speak up for Yu Shi now?"

Yu family?

The matter hasn't been investigated clearly yet, but they've already called out "Yu family"?

From Imperial Noble Consort, to Zhao Qing, to Yu Shi, they changed their attitudes so quickly.

Empress Yan sneered inwardly, but said meekly, "I was not thoughtful enough just now and acted impulsively. I'd better wait until the investigation is thorough and the truth is revealed before I speak."

She looked at Fei Wan and said, "If she is guilty, as the Queen, Your Majesty will punish her and use her as a warning to the other concubines in the harem. If she is not guilty, Your Majesty will work with me to clear her name and comfort her."

Queen Yan spoke in a very formal and proper manner.

She looks more like a dignified and steady queen.

The emperor said "hmm" to show his satisfaction.

It seems that women can't be spoiled. If you are nice to Yan, she will become tough. If you slap her in the face, she will be obedient, haha!

When the emperor looked at Fei Wan again, his expression was still fierce:

"Yu, if you confess everything, I may spare you because of our past friendship. But if you refuse to confess and remain stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless. You must remember the lesson of He!"

He Shuangying was pierced by a sword in this bedroom.

The blood-stained carpet had been replaced long ago, but these women must have experienced his decisive and murderous imperial aura!

I can pamper you, or I can kill you.

Life and death all depend on my thoughts.

The emperor stared at Fei Wan solemnly.

Fei Wan also stared at him.

His gaze was as heavy as a thousand pounds, but hers was extremely light, as light as a feather fluttering in the wind.

Slowly taking the hands that were covering her face away, she revealed several clear red fingerprints on her fair and delicate cheeks.

The sadness on her face was so clear.

"His Majesty."

She spoke slowly, slowly stood up, and slowly took a few steps back to distance herself from the dragon bed.

A sad smile.

She looked so fragile, broken, and desperate that one would suspect she was about to burst into tears at any second.

But she didn't cry.

On Wanli's face, there was a sense of loneliness and coldness.

Such a temperament has never appeared in her, who has always been gentle and docile.

"Your Majesty, do you still have the sword that killed He? Come, draw your sword and kill me. You have suspected me to this extent. Living is no different from being dead. It is better to kill me directly."

She lifted her skirt and knelt gently.

He bowed his head lightly.

"I remember all your kindness in my heart. Even before I drink Meng Po's soup and on my way to the underworld, I will not forget it. If there is an afterlife, I will serve Your Majesty again. I hope there will be no villains in the afterlife, and I hope I can accompany the king until old age."

When she looked up, a tear ran down her cheek.

Brush away the tears with your fingers.

She controlled herself and didn't let herself cry again.

"Your Majesty, please do it."

She stood up, closed her eyes and waited quietly.

Her features were still as picturesque as ever, but her eyes, which had always been as gentle as water, no longer stared at the emperor infatuatedly.

Her black hair was disheveled and her face was pale.

There was a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

The quiet posture of going to death is breathtakingly beautiful.

The emperor's heart skipped a beat.

Wanwan...

He almost screamed.

Wanwan is sad, could it be...

Not her?

"Your Highness, you are... so, so amazing!"

Pan'er spoke in time when he noticed that the emperor was showing some signs of wavering.

She looked at Fei Wan, her face full of disbelief. "How could you deceive His Majesty like this? You clearly gave Xin Xuan the Taoist Talisman, yet you pretended to be so innocent. Oh my God! I finally understand why you only met His Majesty once and then made her a young lady the next morning. You are so good at pretending... But I still have to say, with all the evidence, you can't deny it even if you are a good actor. I must expose your true face for His Majesty. I want to save His Majesty and myself. Otherwise, once you come to your senses, you will kill me!"

The emperor's eyes, which had slowed down, became sharp again.

"Your Majesty, please proceed. I am tired. I no longer wish to hear slander from these scoundrels, nor do I wish to endure your suspicions any longer."

Fei Wan still had her eyes closed.

Even the slight flutter of eyelashes is so graceful.

"Zhaoqing, won't you defend yourself a little?" the emperor asked.

Although the tone was harsh, he did give them a way out.

To his surprise, Fei Wan, who was usually docile, was determined not to give him face this time and did not want this way out.

She shook her head and didn't even say anything.

The emperor frowned deeply.

He gave her a chance, but she didn't want it!

"Then Zhaoqing, you can only go to the Palace Administration Office first. Once everything is investigated, we can make the final decision!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Pan'er bowed his head to the ground, his face full of gratitude and admiration.