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In the imperial court, the news of General He's personal army's rebellion was like a boulder dropped into still water, instantly stirring up a raging storm. The Emperor sat high on the throne, his expression gloomy, as if a torrential rainstorm was about to fall. His sharp, sword-like gaze darted back and forth among the crowd, as if he wanted to dissect every thought. General He, terrified, knelt hurriedly to plead guilty. His words, though sincere, could not conceal his inner panic: "Your Majesty, I failed to properly discipline my personal army, allowing them to commit such a grave error. I deserve death. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

The ministers instantly split into two factions, engaging in a heated debate. One side passionately and righteously advocated for severe punishment to restore order: "Your Majesty, General He's personal troops dared to wantonly riot in the palace. This is a heinous crime. If we do not punish them severely, how can we convince the people and uphold the law of the land?" The other side vigorously defended General He, speaking earnestly: "Your Majesty, General He has fought bravely for the court in the past and has made great military achievements. Perhaps there are reasons for this incident. I urge Your Majesty to carefully investigate and not wrongly accuse a loyal minister."

The Emperor sat on the dragon throne, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests. He pondered for a long time, ultimately making no decision then and there. With a wave of his hand, he declared with a stern expression, "Dismiss! We will discuss this matter later." For a moment, the atmosphere in the court was as heavy as lead. Everyone was silent, and they dispersed with trepidation.

After returning to the palace, Imperial Concubine Su reclined on the couch, her brows furrowed, her face filled with worry. Little Peach, fanning gently beside her, cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, why did you speak up for General He today? Acting this way will probably offend the Empress." Imperial Concubine Su sat up slightly, her eyes deep and worried, and spoke slowly, "I felt something was amiss during the court hearing. General He is plotting a rebellion? Humph, there must be someone behind this plotting to smear this upon me. How could I let them succeed? Furthermore, the He family's influence in the court is complex and complicated. Acting rashly would only lead to further trouble. The Emperor has long been wary of the He family and is weighing the pros and cons. I must be cautious in my response."

In the Empress's palace, the Empress was enraged and hurled a tea set. The resounding shattering sound echoed through the hall, and her trusted followers fell to their knees, terrified, unable to breathe. Her eyes widened, her teeth clenched, as she declared bitterly, "How dare Concubine Su go against me? This time, regarding the He family, I will ensure their utter ruin. All of you, think of a plan for eradicating them!" The trusted followers exchanged bewilderment, then racked their brains to offer suggestions, setting the hall ablaze with discussion.

He Yong paced back and forth in his mansion, anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He dispatched trusted aides to contact his father's old friends, seeking a way to rescue him. However, those who had once been close friends with the He family now either avoided him or offered excuses. He Yong's heart sank, yet he refused to give up even a shred of hope.

The Emperor returned to his study and slumped exhaustedly in his chair. He gazed at the mountain of memorials, but had no desire to review them. General He's heroic image, fighting bravely on the battlefield, recurred to his mind; his military exploits were truly indelible. But now, the charge of treason inflamed the Emperor's fury. The Empress's resolute stance and Concubine Su's cautious suggestions plunged the Emperor into a deep dilemma. "What should I choose? If I deal with the He family, the balance of power in the court will be unbalanced; if I let them go, what will become of the imperial majesty?" The Emperor sighed, rubbed his temples, and looked troubled.

Noble Concubine Su decided to meet with the Emperor. She meticulously dressed in simple yet elegant attire. Upon meeting the Emperor, she knelt in obeisance, her voice soft but firm: "Your Majesty, I know this matter worries you. I have pondered it over and feel that the truth should be ascertained as soon as possible to avoid further complications." The Emperor's gaze was inquiring, and he asked, "What do you think, my dear concubine?" Noble Concubine Su raised her head, her gaze clear as water, and spoke eloquently: "I am not very knowledgeable about official matters, but I am puzzled. Why did the He family's personal guards believe General He's execution so firmly and were so willing to die in his stead? I suspect there must be something hidden."

In the Empress's palace, a maid hurried in to report that Noble Consort Su had met with the Emperor. Upon hearing this, the Empress abruptly ripped the handkerchief from her hand, her face livid as she roared, "Noble Consort Su is once again trying to manipulate the Emperor, attempting to influence his decision. I will not allow her to succeed. She will pay the price for what she did today!" The maids and eunuchs around her trembled in fear, remaining silent.

Concubine Su harbors a shocking secret: she knows General He once massacred civilians for military merit. But she knows that if she were to reveal it now, it would cause a huge uproar. If the Emperor learns of this, the He family will be doomed. She wants more than just the He family's demise; she wants to uncover the true mastermind behind the rebellion. This is crucial to her own survival, and she also wants to make it clear to everyone that the He family's downfall was not her fault.

Within the palace, various factions clash in secret. The Empress's faction keeps a close eye on Concubine Su and the He family, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Concubine Su, on the other hand, cautiously observes the unfolding situation. Meanwhile, He Yong continues his quest to rescue his father. The He family's fate hangs in the balance, like a boat drifting in a raging storm, poised to capsize at any moment. A tense and oppressive atmosphere envelopes the entire palace, and a greater storm is brewing.