After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

Outside the hall, the flashes of swords and the sounds of weapons clashing intertwined into one, as if to tear the night sky apart.

Emperor Zhao on the couch closed his eyes slightly, his face as calm as water, as if the fierce fighting outside had nothing to do with him. Although his posture looked a little tired, he still revealed an innate majesty.

Eunuch Zhao, who was sitting in front of the couch, had a tense expression on his face, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, his hands were trembling slightly, and he was extremely frightened.

He glanced at Emperor Zhao from time to time, opened his mouth, but seemed to have something stuck in his throat, and swallowed the words back.

"Forget it. You've followed me for so many years and experienced countless storms, and you can't keep your composure over such a small matter?"

Emperor Zhao slowly opened his eyes, looked at Eunuch Zhao with a gentle gaze, and with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he joked. His voice was low and steady, with the calmness accumulated over the years.

Eunuch Zhao's heart was filled with bitterness, and he had no way of expressing his suffering. He was not worried about the chaotic situation outside, but was concerned about the health of Emperor Zhao.

Ever since being placed under house arrest by Rong Taigong, Emperor Zhao was forced to stop taking medicine. Although the medicine had little effect on Emperor Zhao's increasingly weakened body, the presence of the medicine could at least make this old slave who had served for many years feel more at ease.

But how could Eunuch Zhao dare to say this in front of Emperor Zhao? He shrank his neck and forced himself to force an extremely ugly smile, which was uglier than crying.

"You old man, if you don't want to laugh, don't force it. It's an eyesore."

Emperor Zhao cursed with a smile, then his tone suddenly changed, his expression became serious, and he asked, "Have you investigated all the people who are attached to Rong Taigong?"

"Your Majesty, everything has been investigated."

Eunuch Zhao quickly replied respectfully, his voice trembling slightly, "This time, that old man Rong Taigong has staked his entire family fortune. Our people have followed the clues and uncovered many people who were previously hiding. Once this matter is resolved, the court will be cleared of many things, and the Emperor will have an easier time governing in the future."

"What happened to the eldest prince's body?" Emperor Zhao was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible sadness in his voice.

"Your Majesty, I have ordered the eldest prince to be buried in the mountains a hundred miles away."

Eunuch Zhao said cautiously, "The mausoleum was built according to the standards of common people. I thought that at least the eldest prince could be buried in peace."

After hearing this, Emperor Zhao remained silent for a long time.

He looked into the distance, as if traveling through time and space, and saw the innocent and lovely appearance of the eldest prince when he was a child.

Even though the eldest prince eventually became his enemy at the instigation of Rong Taigong, in the heart of Emperor Zhao, he was always his first son, and the blood relationship was thicker than water, which he could not give up.

He couldn't bear to let the eldest prince's body be left to rot in the wilderness and end up in a miserable state.

Outside the main hall, Concubine Rong leaned against a pillar in a daze, her eyes empty and confused.

The three words "illegitimate daughter" were like sharp daggers, constantly echoing in her mind and piercing her heart.

Before this, her pride and self-confidence all stemmed from the favor Emperor Zhao had shown her and her self-proclaimed noble identity as Princess Min'an.

But now, the favor is gone, and the truth about her life experience is so cruel. She feels as if all her support has been taken away from her. She is gray and dejected, like a phoenix with its feathers plucked out, no longer having the glory of the past.

After a long moment, she slowly raised her head and stared blankly at the Crown Prince not far away. Her lips trembled slightly as she murmured, "Prince, you were lying to me just now, weren't you? You wanted to use this scheme to alienate me from Grandpa Rong, weren't you?"

Her voice was full of pleading and longing. She hoped that this was all just a nightmare and that everything would be the same as before when she woke up.

When the prince heard the sound, he looked and saw that Concubine Rong, who was once bright and beautiful and outshone all the other concubines in the harem, was now covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her pale face.

Her eyes were dull, her former exuberance was long gone, and she seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

He shook his head gently, his eyes full of pity, and said, "Every word my Highness said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Grandpa Rong." His voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Grandma Rong's heart hard.

Concubine Rong's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but look at Master Rong in the field.

Their eyes met across the fighting crowd. Rong Taigong shook his head slightly at Rong Guifei, his lips moving slightly as he silently said, "The big plan is more important!"

Just four words, but like a thunderclap, Concubine Rong's expression suddenly shocked.

When she came to her senses, she glanced at Rong Taigong with a complicated look. She had just nearly lost her life at the hands of this so-called "father". How could she easily forget this deep hatred? The seeds of hatred had been deeply buried in her heart.

Zhao Hao saw this scene. He knew in his heart that Concubine Rong would not change her position and become enemies with Lord Rong just because of this incident.

He rescued her simply because he didn't want her to die too easily. This woman had colluded with the Ji family and killed countless loyal people, causing the State of Zhao to lose a large number of pillars.

It would be too easy for her to die so easily. She must pay a heavy price for her actions.

Concubine Rong had no idea what Zhao Hao was thinking and thought he wanted to alienate her from the Rong family.

So, after making up her mind, she slowly approached Zhao Hao, looking pitiful and treating him as her life-saving straw.

Zhao Hao just glanced at her lightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, then he pushed the door open and walked into the main hall, and with a "bang", he locked her outside the door.

Concubine Rong stood outside the door for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to follow in.

Emperor Zhao looked at Concubine Rong who walked in unharmed with an extremely cold look in his eyes. He was unwilling to even give her an extra glance, as if she was just an insignificant stranger. The love and affection he once had for her had now disappeared without a trace.

Concubine Rong glanced at Emperor Zhao quietly, thinking of the Red Armored Army that had just appeared. She felt that the man in front of her only now showed the emperor's scheming, which was unfathomable.

And she was forced into this situation now because of him step by step. In her eyes, his former favor was just a carefully choreographed play, and she was just a chess piece in his hands.

Concubine Rong laughed at herself, her laughter full of bitterness and helplessness.

At this moment, she couldn't tell whether she felt regret or remorse. If she hadn't betrayed him without hesitation when she first learned about her past, would the outcome today be completely different? This question, perhaps, would never have an answer.

The battle was extremely brutal and lasted for three days and three nights.

Outside the main hall gate, blood flowed like a river, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood, which made people nauseous.

Rong Taigong's face was covered in blood. He looked at the few remaining Red Armored Army soldiers and secret guards outside the hall, his eyes full of confidence in victory.

In his view, victory was at hand, Emperor Zhao was about to become his prisoner, and the world would soon be ruled by Rong.