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The emperor's chest heaved violently, as if a breath of depressed air blocked his throat, almost suffocating him.

He pointed at the queen with a trembling finger, his voice hoarse,

"What about Rong'er?"

The emperor staggered back a step, holding onto the carved dragon throne behind him, and barely managed to steady himself.

He closed his eyes in pain, and An Lingrong's gentle smile and submissive posture emerged in his mind.

"Since she entered the palace, she has been humble and respectful, and has never disobeyed you,"

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the queen.

"Why did you want to hurt her?"

His voice trembled slightly, like a roar coming from the depths of hell, echoing in the hall.

The queen smiled sadly, and her smile was filled with endless sadness and despair.

"Rong'er?"

She repeated the name, her tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

The queen slowly raised her head, a strange smile appeared on her tear-stained face.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten your sister?"

Her tone suddenly became sharp, filled with strong hatred.

"An Lingrong, she deserves to die!"

The Queen suddenly stood up, pointed at the Emperor, and yelled hysterically,

"How could she make you fall in love with her?"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the hall for a long time.

The emperor slumped down on the dragon throne, staring blankly ahead, as if he had lost his soul.

Chun Yuan's gentle smile, An Lingrong's docile eyes, and the Queen's ferocious face at this moment kept flashing through his mind.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if he was trapped in a huge vortex and unable to escape.

"By the Will of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims: Empress Ulanara is vicious and cruel, and has persecuted concubines. She is unfit to be the mother of the country.

I deprive you of your title as Empress, demote you to a commoner, and confine you to the cold palace. This is my decree!"

The eunuch's shrill voice echoed in the hall, reading out the emperor's decree.

Every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing the queen's heart.

Aunt Zhuxi, who was beside the empress dowager, walked hurriedly into the hall.

She held a bright yellow scroll of imperial edict in her hand, her expression serious.

"emperor,"

Aunt Zhuxi bowed respectfully.

"The Empress Dowager has decreed that the Ulanara clan cannot be deposed."

Aunt Zhuxi's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the hall.

The emperor's face instantly turned ashen. He stood up suddenly and glared at Aunt Zhuxi.

"What does your Majesty mean by this?"

His voice was icy cold, filled with suppressed anger.

"Could it be that the Empress Dowager really doesn't know what Ulanara Yixiu has done over the years?"

The emperor clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"The Queen Mother has never treated me as her own son!"

His voice was filled with pain and despair, like a wounded beast roaring its last.

The emperor's heart seemed to be torn into pieces.

He recalled that when he was young, he longed for the warmth of maternal love, but was always ignored by the Queen Mother.

He recalled that after he ascended the throne, he tried hard to be a good emperor in order to gain the approval of the empress dowager, but was always criticized and blamed by the empress dowager.

He thought of his beloved Chun Yuan, who was killed by the Queen, but the Queen Mother just said a few words of comfort in a casual manner.

He thought of his beloved An Lingrong, who was also plotted against by the Queen, but the Queen Mother still protected the Queen.

The imperial edict in Aunt Zhuxi's hand, made of bright yellow silk, shone dazzlingly in the dim hall, like a shackle, tightly locking the emperor's throat.

The emperor stared at the imperial edict intently, his chest heaving violently as if it was about to explode.

He felt a strong sense of humiliation, like an invisible hand, tightly strangling his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

“Empress Dowager…Empress Dowager!”

The emperor repeated these two words with gritted teeth, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of resentment and unwillingness.

He turned around abruptly and glared at the screen behind the empty dragon throne, as if the Queen Mother was standing there, staring at him with cold eyes.

"I am the emperor!"

The emperor roared hysterically, his voice echoing in the hall, deafening.

"The Qing Dynasty governs the world with benevolence and filial piety," Aunt Zhuxi said calmly, yet with unquestionable authority. "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has issued an edict. Please reconsider."

The imperial edict in her hand seemed like a heavy burden, suffocating the emperor.

The emperor slumped down on the dragon throne, staring blankly ahead with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

He understood that he could not disobey the Empress Dowager's order.

The Ulanara family was his lifelong nightmare and a shackle that he could never escape.

The emperor closed his eyes in pain, a line of tears slid down from the corner of his eyes, leaving a clear mark on his cheek.

"Empress Ulanara..."

His voice was trembling, and every word seemed to be uttered with all his strength.

"Killing the heir to the throne, vicious and cruel..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with pain and despair.

"Imprisoned in Jingren Palace, never to be allowed out..."

His voice became icy cold, filled with strong hatred.

"She and I will never see each other again in this life!"

Every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing the queen's heart.

When the news of the queen's imprisonment reached Concubine Nian, she was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty palace, carrying with it a strong sense of pleasure and revenge.

"Queen! You have come to this day!"

She stood up suddenly, with a crazy light in her eyes.

"My child, mother has avenged you!"

She stroked her flat belly, her tone gentle, but with a hint of viciousness,

"There's only one noble lady left. I'll let her go down to accompany you!"

Her voice was like a demon from hell, chilling to the bone.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the palace of Concubine Duan, but it could not cover up the fear and despair in the air.

Concubine Nian, accompanied by a group of palace maids, stormed into the palace with great momentum, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with the power to crush dry wood and rotten wood.

"Bitch! Give me back my child!"

Concubine Nian roared, grabbed Concubine Duan's hair and dragged her off the bed.

Lady Duan screamed in terror and struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"I didn't! I didn't harm your child!"

She cried out, her voice hoarse, filled with fear and despair.

However, Concubine Nian didn't listen to her explanation at all. She punched and kicked her like a madman.

"How dare you quibble!"

She roared, and each punch was filled with intense hatred, as if she wanted to eat Duan Gui alive.

Concubine Duan was beaten to death, curled up on the ground like a broken rag doll.

Her clothes were torn to shreds, revealing her bruised and battered body.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, staining the ground red.

A few days later, Concubine Duan took her last breath and left this world with endless resentment.

Upon hearing the news, the Emperor frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Noble Lady Duan has been with me for many years, and our friendship is deep. I will bury her with the rites of a concubine, so that she may rest in peace."