Shipin Dalizheng

The Southern Emperor suddenly couldn't help but laugh nervously, "What do you mean by 'unrequited'? She's just a poor woman with high aspirations. You think she's so noble, but she's not even as good as a whore in a brothel."

Feng Qingqing thrust the tip of his sword forward, and drops of blood rolled down. However, the Southern Emperor continued to humiliate Xie Wan. "She is a woman who covets power and nobility. She dreamed of the position of empress all those years ago... Dreaming of the position would have been one thing, but she actually had the audacity to want me to depose the Crown Prince! How can I tolerate such an ambitious woman? With just a little trick, she lost her virginity to that loser Feng Ling. Does she think she can live a peaceful life as a marquis' wife? From old to young, there is not a single person in the Feng family who doesn't covet power and nobility. I only need to give her the slightest hint, and she will be sent to me to enjoy..."

Rong Tang looked disdainful, "You are so disgusting."

The Southern Emperor's face twisted. "How dare you! I am the Emperor. No woman can refuse me, even if I once loved her."

"People like you will never love anyone else. You only love yourself. Do you know why you will fail? Because you are incompetent, cowardly, weak, and mean. A man who can only show his sense of achievement on women is just a rotten person. You are not worthy of being an emperor!"

The Southern Emperor was stunned by the scolding. He probably had never heard such bad words in his life, and his face turned ashen.

Feng said gently, "Don't waste your words. Just cut his neck and avenge your mother."

The Southern Emperor rolled his eyes, looking from Feng Qingqing's face to Rong Tang's, and suddenly felt strange, "How come you two... are so similar?"

He remembered that some court officials had said Rong Tang resembled the Marquis of Jing'an, but he hadn't paid much attention to it. Others had said Feng Liu looked like her father, Feng Ling. He had always thought Feng Liu was a female version of Feng Ling, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

The two young men in front of him both had a pair of eyes full of spirit. The girl had the gentle temperament of Xie Wan, while the boy was energetic and masculine. The only difference between them was their eyebrows and skin color. They didn't look like two unrelated people at all.

"You...you two..."

Rong Tang tilted his head, "Your Majesty, have you figured it out? That's right, she is Xie Wan's daughter, and I am Xie Wan's son. We are going to kill you to avenge our mother."

The Southern Emperor gasped again, his laughter strange. "No wonder, the imperial physician said Xie was pregnant with twins, but she only gave birth to one. Feng Ling must be very disappointed, right? He always wanted a son. Okay, I won't be unwilling to die at your hands. I only have a few days to live, so proceed."

But at this moment, Rong Tang pulled Feng gently and pulled the tip of the sword away.

Feng Qingqing was puzzled, "You want to let him go?"

Rong Tang shook his head, "I thought of a better way to make him die."

Because he suddenly thought, the Southern Emperor died at his hands, and the crime of regicide would always follow him. Even if the Northern Emperor did not punish him now, what about in the future? Would this become an excuse for reckoning?

Feng Qingqing frowned slightly, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, we will take him to the street and expose the conspiracy of Queen Sun's brother and sister to kill the king and seize the throne. Then, Marquis Yong'an will kill him personally. You and I will have a clean hand and no one will point fingers at us wherever we go."

The Southern Emperor laughed heartily, "Traitor, what are you dreaming about? If you dare to take me out, I will immediately expose your treason."

"you will not."

Rong Tang spoke calmly, neither sad nor angry, "Unless you want the Second Prince to die. Although you value your eldest son, you only have two sons. If the youngest son still has a chance of survival, you will always fight for him!"

The Southern Emperor's face twisted again, because in his heart, if he died, his youngest son would not survive either."

"I don't believe you will let him go."

Rong Tang lowered his eyes. "I didn't want to implicate the child in your sins. I stopped the court from appointing the Second Prince as Crown Prince a few days ago. You know, if he becomes Crown Prince, he will surely die. Whether I kill him or not depends on your attitude. If you force me to kill you, then there is a patricide between him and me, and I must kill him. On the contrary, only if Yong'an Marquis kills you, he will have a slight chance of survival. You are a smart person and know how to choose."

The corners of Nandi's mouth twitched rapidly.

A quarter of an hour later, Cao Daban found a doctor on duty to come and treat the Southern Emperor. The Southern Emperor was already being carried out on Rong Zhan's back.

Rong Tang said, "Your Majesty feels that his time is running out, and he has something to say to the soldiers and civilians of the entire city. This is the imperial edict, and you will read it out to the public later."

Cao Daban glanced at the Southern Emperor. Although his face looked extremely bad, he was still breathing, with a mixture of joy and worry.

This Earl of Annan obviously has no good intentions. What's strange is that he even spared Your Majesty's life. I wonder what conspiracy he has up his sleeve.

He boldly asked, "Your Majesty, is this your holy will?"

The Southern Emperor snorted, "Just listen to An Nanbo."

He was very tired and couldn't tell whether he was being coerced. Cao Daban also knew that no matter what the situation was, he was powerless to change the situation. He sighed and followed closely behind.

Rong Tang walked beside him and suddenly asked, "How long has Eunuch Cao been with His Majesty?"

Cao Daban sighed, "I have been accompanying you since I was young. It's been nearly forty years."

That was long enough.

"Xie Wan, the former Fourth Madam of the Jing'an Marquisate... Eunuch Cao, do you still remember her? What kind of person was she?"

Eunuch Cao's heart skipped a beat as he stole a glance at the Southern Emperor. "I do... have some impression! It all started back in the Northern Dynasty, back in Shangjing. Miss Xie was only five years old, bright and lively, very endearing. The Empress Dowager loved her very much and gifted her with many fine things, which were later added to her dowry. As for her personality? She was a bit arrogant and didn't want to be inferior to others, but I'm not too sure about anything else."

Rong Zhan had always heard positive things about Xie Wan since he was little, describing her as talented, beautiful, and a rare talent. However, he had also heard negative things about her from many people.

Feng Ling once said, "She is not that noble. She entered the palace willingly."

Aunt Cailan once said, "She is just a vixen who only knows how to seduce men."

Nandi said, "She is greedy for power and wealth, and wants more."

Now Cao Daban also said, "I am proud and arrogant, and I am unwilling to be inferior to others."

All these voices lingered in my mind again and again, and Xie Wan's past image was almost about to emerge.

He knew he couldn't think anymore. She was his and Qingqing's mother. After helping her get revenge today, he would let her die completely and forever.

Before long, they arrived at the street not far from the relief agency. As expected, Yong'an Hou's looting failed. All his men had lost their fighting ability, and he himself was driven crazy and insane.

"Your Majesty has arrived."

A group of imperial guards were seen marching quickly from the north of Suzaku Street. The Southern Emperor was sitting on a jade sedan chair, getting closer and closer to the opposing crowd.

Old Wen and the others quickly knelt on one knee to greet the emperor, "Long live our emperor."

Around the battlefield, there were also some officials who were instigated by Xiao Poyun. Although they had mixed feelings when they saw the Southern Emperor come out alive, the traditional idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor still made them kneel down in salute.

"Long live our emperor."

The dwarfed people on the ground made Yong'an Hou look even more out of place. He laughed wildly and nervously, "What's the point of you coming out? In an imperial city like this, do you think you can still turn the tide?"

Behind the Jade Paladin, Empress Sun was pushed out, tied up, her hairpins messy, tears streaming down her face. "It's none of my son's business, don't hurt him."

The Second Prince and Princess Zhaoren were also trembling in the arms of their respective maids. They were too young to understand what this meant.

The Southern Emperor waved his hand and said, "Great Companion, read the imperial edict."

Cao Daban took out the imperial edict tremblingly. At first glance, he saw that it was the handwriting of the Southern Emperor, and tears streamed down his face.