The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

Tear off the mask of hypocrisy

The atmosphere within the palace grew heavy, as if the entire world had held its breath. As Shen Yiyao and the emperor faced off, the air around them seemed to grow heavier. She stood erect, a barely perceptible glint of coldness in her eyes, as if she had foreseen every move. Her heartbeat was steady, yet she was filled with a fierce desire to fight. Today's struggle would surely tear apart the palace's hypocritical facade, revealing the true face of power and desire.

The emperor remained seated on the dragon throne, a symbol of supreme authority, his expression impassive, the corners of his mouth curled up in a faint smile. "Shen Yiyao, you must have anticipated what happened today, but you were wrong. You may not be able to leave this palace." The emperor's voice was tinged with a subtle gloom.

Shen Yiyao lowered her head slightly, stroking the cold dagger in her hand, but her heart was already prepared for the outcome. She knew that this struggle was no longer just a contest between her and Shen Xuantong, but the collapse of the entire power structure - she had to be the one to drive all this change.

"Your Majesty," Shen Yiyao said softly, her eyes filled with a sharp light, "This palace is the symbol of power you built, but today, you will witness its collapse with your own eyes. I have long seen through the tricks you and Shen Xuantong are using. You thought Shen Xuantong would be loyal to you for life, but you were wrong. He is only playing tricks with you for his own benefit. You are nothing more than a puppet being manipulated."

The emperor's eyes suddenly tightened, his expression instantly darkening. He gently gripped the armrests of the throne, as if sensing the deeper meaning behind Shen Yiyao's words. "You are too arrogant, Shen Yiyao! Do you think you can shake the foundation of this empire?"

"I dare not shake it, but your foundation has long been corroded by yourselves." Shen Yiyao responded coldly. Her tone was cold, but full of unshakable firmness.

Every word Shen Yiyao spoke was like a sharp sword, piercing the emperor's hypocritical facade. She knew full well that the emperor had countless calculations in his mind, and the guards and ministers around him were already prepared for any storm, but today's confrontation would determine their fate.

The cracks in power are exposed

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the palace gate. Shen Yiyao's eyes flickered slightly, and then she turned and saw Zhou Murong standing at the door with several trusted guards. Zhou Murong's face was calm, and his steps were not hesitant at all. Obviously, he had completed the deployment at hand.

"Zhou Murong, take your men and deal with those enemies." Shen Yiyao ordered in a low voice, her eyes fixed on the emperor. "I have something to say to the emperor."

Zhou Murong nodded slightly, as if no further explanation was needed. He knew that Shen Yiyao's decision at this moment was the final word, and he was also confident that she would not easily let herself and the East Palace get involved in a meaningless fight.

"Yes." Zhou Murong responded simply, and quietly left the palace with his men, disappearing at the end of the deep corridor.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Shen Yiyao, and asked in a deep voice, "Shen Yiyao, can you prove now how your so-called 'foundation of power' collapsed?"

Shen Yiyao looked up, her gaze no longer wavering. She chuckled softly, "It's not me who's going to shake the foundation; you're the one who's going to destroy it. Your collaboration with Shen Xuantong has already doomed the outcome of this power struggle. You used each other, thinking you could sustain each other for the long haul, but you were wrong—you were ultimately just stumbling blocks between each other."

The emperor was silent for a moment, anger slowly rising in his eyes. "What do you mean?"

Shen Yiyao walked slowly and calmly towards the emperor. Each step was heavy, as if she was approaching this once supreme symbol of imperial power.

"There are too many dark forces behind Shen Xuantong that you cannot control. And you will always be just a chess piece on the chessboard." Shen Yiyao's words were like a sharp blade, cutting the defense line in the emperor's heart bit by bit.

A cold light flashed in Shen Yiyao's eyes. "You should have understood long ago that the rules of this palace are not something you can control."

Who will be the master of the palace?

As Shen Yiyao finished speaking, a sudden commotion erupted in the palace. Rapid footsteps could be heard from the distant palace, followed by a piercing sound, as if the entire palace was trembling.

"Shen Yiyao, prepare to face your doom." The emperor finally spoke coldly, his tone carrying a strong threat. "Do you think you can change the fate of the entire empire with your own strength?"

However, Shen Yiyao showed no fear. She simply smiled calmly and pointed toward the palace gate. "Shen Xuantong and your spies aren't worth my time dealing with. Your so-called 'doomsday' is nothing but a fantasy you've concocted."

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace gate was flung open, and several heavily armed guards appeared at the doorway, rushing in aggressively. But before they could react, a cold glint flashed in Shen Yiyao's eyes, and she suddenly waved her hand. A sharp arrow pierced the air and accurately hit one of the guards in the throat.

The entire palace instantly descended into chaos, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Shen Yiyao stood there coldly, her gaze sharp as a knife, fixed intently on the incoming guards.

"Whoever dares to touch me will be banned from this palace forever." Her voice was as cold as ice, carrying an intimidating force that could not be ignored.

Seeing her attitude, the guards were obviously hesitant and did not dare to attack rashly.

The decisive battle is imminent

The palace, both inside and outside, was in complete chaos. Shen Yiyao gazed calmly ahead, a resolute glint in her eyes. She knew that tonight's battle would determine not only her future but also the power structure of the entire empire.

However, she was not afraid. She knew that only by shattering all the hypocrisy and conspiracy before her could she win true freedom and control for herself and all those who followed her.

"Come on, Emperor." Shen Yiyao's eyes were as sharp as a blade. "Today, I will make you understand who is the real master."

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Chapter 47: On the edge of the storm, the truth gradually emerges