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The emperor's expression suddenly changed. He took the letter and scanned the words on it with his eyes like a knife.

The paper reveals in detail how the queen carefully planned and framed Queen Chunyuan, even down to the details.

Every word was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart. His hands trembled slightly, and anger and pain intertwined and burned in his chest.

"Su Peisheng!" The emperor roared, his voice echoing in the hall like thunder.

Su Peisheng hurried over and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, I am here!"

"Immediately investigate all the palace maids and eunuchs in the Queen's palace, leaving no one alive!" The emperor's voice was like an ice-cold blade, piercing everyone's heart.

Su Peisheng received the order and quickly led his men to the Queen's palace. The palace maids and eunuchs were taken to the Ministry of Punishment one by one for interrogation.

The wind howled fiercely, slapping the vermilion lacquered window frames outside the hall, making bursts of wailing sounds, like the growls of a trapped beast.

Inside the hall, the scent of sandalwood curled up, but it could not cover up the tense atmosphere in the air.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face, like the dark clouds before a storm.

Su Peisheng knelt on the ground, trembling, his clothes soaked with sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"How is the situation in Jingren Palace?" The emperor's voice was low and trembling slightly.

Su Peisheng lowered his head even lower, almost touching the cold floor tiles.

"Reply...Reply to the Emperor..." He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "Jianqiu...Jianqiu was stubborn...He endured torture...but he didn't utter a word..."

The emperor slammed the table, his eyes widened, and his anger almost burst out.

"waste!"

Su Peisheng's body trembled even more violently, and fear overwhelmed him like a tide.

He didn't dare to look up and could only bury his head lower, as if this could avoid the emperor's anger.

"But...but..." Su Peisheng's voice trembled, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Jiang Fuhai...Jiang Fuhai confessed..."

The emperor's anger subsided slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Say!"

Su Peisheng took a deep breath and tried to calm his voice.

"Jiang Fuhai... revealed everything the Empress had done..."

The emperor frowned and said nothing, waiting for Su Peisheng's next words.

The hall fell into silence again, with only the sound of the howling wind, as creepy as the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Su Peisheng's voice sounded again, with a hint of fear and trembling.

"The Empress...over the years...not only has she controlled the harem's offspring..."

He paused, as if he was organizing his words, or as if he was trying to give himself courage.

"And... and framed the concubines..."

The emperor closed his eyes tightly and rubbed his eyebrows in pain.

He seemed to see those faces full of hope, but in the end they all turned into desperate wails.

"Noble Lady Fang's pregnancy... Noble Lady Xin's pregnancy... all of them were orchestrated by the Empress..."

Su Peisheng's voice became smaller and smaller, like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, but it was clearly heard by the emperor.

The emperor took a deep breath and tried hard to control the surging emotions in his heart.

"Keep going!" His voice was low, but contained endless depression.

Su Peisheng's body trembled, and he continued, "When Concubine Hui gave birth to the fourth princess..."

His voice was choked with sobs, as if he had witnessed the tragedy firsthand.

"It was the Empress who ordered someone to tamper with the sedan chair..."

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, like a wounded beast.

He seemed to see Concubine Hui's painful groans and the baby's weak cries.

"Poisoned the incense in the Empress Dowager's funeral hall..."

Su Peisheng's voice trembled, as if he would collapse at any moment.

The emperor felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him shiver all over.

He seemed to smell the pungent fragrance and the breath of death.

"And... and harmed Imperial Concubine Shu..."

Su Peisheng's voice was almost inaudible.

"Poisoned...poisoned...the food of Concubine Shu..."

The emperor felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if pierced by a sharp blade.

He seemed to see Concubine Shu's pale face and eyes full of despair.

The hall was eerily quiet, with only the intermittent breathing of Su Peisheng.

The emperor tried hard to control his emotions and not let himself break down.

"And...?" His voice was low, yet contained endless repression.

Su Peisheng hesitated, as if there was something difficult to say.

"And...and..." He stammered, not daring to look up at the emperor's expression.

The emperor suppressed his anger and said in a low and dangerous voice, "Speak!"

Su Peisheng trembled all over, as if struck by lightning.

"Back then... Queen Chunyuan... gave birth prematurely..." His voice was trembling and almost inaudible.

"The child...died young..." Su Peisheng uttered a few words with difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength.

"It's also...it's all related to...the Queen..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the air.

The emperor was struck by lightning and his body trembled violently.

He seemed to see Queen Chunyuan's painful groans and her eyes full of despair.

The emperor stood up suddenly and overturned the memorial in front of him.

The memorials were scattered all over the floor, just like his broken heart.

"Su Peisheng!" His voice was hoarse, full of pain and anger.

"Go! Call the imperial physician! Go to Yongshou Palace! Check on Concubine Shu!" His voice trembled, but it carried an unquestionable command.

Su Peisheng quickly took the order and ran out stumblingly.

Inside Yongshou Palace, the air is filled with the aroma of sandalwood, which is soothing and calming.

An Lingrong leaned against the soft couch, her slender fingers gently fiddling with the ashes in the incense burner, her eyes wandering.

Su Peisheng, accompanied by two imperial physicians, walked quickly into Yongshou Palace.

Today is the day when Nian Shilan exposes the evil deeds of the queen. She thought she would hear the news of the queen's fall from power, but she did not expect Su Peisheng to come to Yongshou Palace with the imperial physician.

He bowed and saluted, his shrill voice echoing in the hall, "Your servant Su Peisheng pays homage to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine Shu."

An Lingrong nodded slightly, her eyes sweeping over the two imperial physicians behind Su Peisheng, her doubts growing even stronger.

"How come Eunuch Su has time to come to my Yongshou Palace today?" Her voice was soft, but with a barely perceptible hint of inquiry.

Su Peisheng raised his head, his face filled with anxiety. "To answer your Majesty, the servants of Jingren Palace confessed that someone poisoned your food."

His voice trembled slightly, as if with a hint of fear, "The Emperor is worried about the safety of the Empress, so he specially asked me to bring the imperial physician to see the Empress."

An Lingrong's heart sank suddenly, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her shiver.

Soul-eating grass!

These three words instantly appeared in her mind.

She took a deep breath, tried to suppress the turmoil in her heart, and forced a smile on her face.

"Thank you, Eunuch Su, and the two imperial physicians, for your concern," she said softly. "I'm fine. It's just that the Yellow River has been flooding recently, and the Emperor is worried about state affairs. I don't want to add to his worries."

"Since the queen is fine, I will go back to report." He bowed again, then left Yongshou Palace with the two imperial doctors.