The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

As the first light of dawn pierced through the clouds, the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

The entire capital city seemed to have been violently ravaged by a storm, and then gently soothed.

The people in the city were still sound asleep, completely unaware of the terrifying events of the previous night.

But within those vermilion walls and yellow tiles, behind layers of palace gates, earth-shattering changes had already taken place.

The sun slowly rose, its warm rays bathing every inch of the imperial city.

Last night, this place was a battlefield where blood flowed freely, but now, the bloodstains on the ground have been washed away by the rain.

The stone path gleamed with a cool light under the sunlight, as if nothing had ever happened.

The palace servants were coming and going not far away, and things had returned to calm.

Inside the Qiankun Palace, Emperor Wen lay on his bed, his eyes showing exhaustion: "Release the news to the public that the Crown Prince has suddenly died, and the Crown Princess is heartbroken and has followed him in death. The funeral should be kept simple."

Bijian was a royal scandal, and it was covered up as much as possible.

The story of Xiao Yin forcing the emperor to abdicate was naturally not recorded in the history books.

Emperor Wen took a breath before continuing, "The Empress, unable to bear the blow, has requested to be deposed. I grant her permission to shave her head and become a nun, to spend the rest of her life praying in a temple."

Upon hearing Emperor Wen's order, Eunuch Fu hurriedly responded.

Then, he went out to carry out the orders.

Inside the palace, all was deathly silent, but no white banners were hung.

The funeral was kept simple, which meant that the crown prince could not even be buried in the imperial mausoleum, and all the elaborate funeral rites were naturally waived.

However, considering his status as the crown prince, a sturdy coffin was prepared for him, which can be considered as giving him a final moment of dignity.

Before long, Eunuch Fu arrived at the Cold Palace with his men.

This is where the empress was imprisoned.

The Empress remained seated calmly in her chair, her expression cold and numb.

At this moment, she was dressed in rags and her hair was disheveled.

She is now confined to the cold palace, her status plummeting.

The former prestige and glory are long gone, yet she still maintains her airs.

Her every gesture still retained the majesty and arrogance she had as empress, as if she were clinging to the last shred of dignity.

As Eunuch Fu approached step by step, the Empress slowly lifted her eyelids and gave him a cold glance before shouting, "You dog servant, how dare you appear before me!"

Looking at the Empress before him, Eunuch Fu smiled slightly and let out a soft sneer. He said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "This servant is here on His Majesty's orders to request that the deposed Empress shave her head and become a nun."

"What did you say?" Upon hearing this, the Empress's face instantly contorted with rage, her eyes filled with disbelief and fury. "The Emperor would never depose me! I absolutely do not believe it!"

Seeing this, Eunuch Fu remained calm, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, and said leisurely, "The Emperor will naturally not depose you voluntarily."

But Your Majesty, please don't forget that the Crown Prince and Crown Princess both perished in the fire.

As the Crown Prince's mother, you are overwhelmed with grief and despair. Therefore, you have requested to be deposed as Empress and go to a temple to pray for the Crown Prince and his wife's soul.

Upon hearing this, the Empress burst into laughter.

She laughed as she pounded the table.

As her laughter rose and fell, her eyes quickly reddened, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Eunuch Fu watched the Empress's frenzied state silently, his face remaining completely expressionless.

She simply curled the corners of her lips into a smile that was ambiguous.

Having spent so many years navigating the complexities of the palace, he had encountered all sorts of people and bizarre events.

In the end, the empress was just another pitiful person manipulated by power and fate, and she was not worth his emotional investment.

Eunuch Fu beckoned with his finger, and two old nannies filed in.

They lowered their heads and looked obedient, but there was a hint of indifference in their eyes.

"Go, shave the Empress's head." Eunuch Fu's voice was neither soft nor slow, devoid of any warmth.

The old maids carried trays and walked up to the Empress.

On the tray lay a sharp pair of scissors.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Empress's carefully maintained composure crumbled instantly, and panic finally appeared in her eyes.

She covered her head with both hands and screamed in terror, "No, I am the Empress, I cannot shave my head, I cannot shave my head!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with despair and resistance.

But in this desolate palace, her cries seemed so powerless.

Without even needing to give any further instructions, the palace maids who had been waiting nearby swarmed forward.

They held the queen's shoulders down tightly, and the queen struggled desperately, but to no avail.

The old nanny, holding scissors, approached the Empress with a threatening smile on her face: "Deposed Empress, you'd better not struggle anymore. This old servant is clumsy and might hurt you."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly reached out and grabbed a strand of the Empress's hair.

Then, with a "snip," the scissors cut sharply, and a strand of black hair fell, swirling in the air before landing on the cold ground.

Upon seeing the severed hair, the deposed empress screamed, "I don't want my hair to fall out! I don't want my hair to fall out!"

At this moment, she had lost all her empressly dignity and acted like a madwoman.

The deposed empress struggled to break free from the palace maids' restraints and ran outside.

But before he could even leave the Cold Palace, he was kicked back.

She fell flat on her back and couldn't get up for a long time.

On the high platform, Eunuch Fu simply looked at her coldly and calmly, his eyes filled with pity: "Why do you still struggle? If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

The deposed empress clutched her stomach, cold sweat pouring down her back. She glared fiercely at Eunuch Fu: "Now that I've fallen to such a state, how could I not be your future? Do you think the King of Chu will let you off the hook?"

She threw her head back and laughed, displaying her arrogance: "You know very well how those in power treat those who came before. When the King of Chu ascends the throne, it will be the day of your death, you dog slave."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Fu simply smiled faintly: "Then there's no need for the deposed empress to worry. Whether I live or die is none of your concern. However, right now, your life or death is in the hands of this old servant."

After finishing his words, Eunuch Fu stopped looking at the deposed empress and waved his hand at the old woman behind him: "Hurry up and shave her head."

Seeing that Eunuch Fu was angry, the two old women hurriedly stepped forward and held the deposed empress down tightly.

Strands of her hair were cut off, and the entire cold palace was filled with the deposed empress's screams.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

Suddenly, the deposed empress slammed into the wall with great force, killing herself instantly.

Upon seeing this, the old woman turned pale with fright: "This old servant deserves to die, this old servant deserves to die!"

Eunuch Fu glanced at the deposed empress indifferently, then told the two maids to stand up: "It was Fu Qian. Since she was remorseful and committed suicide by hitting her head against the wall, then this old servant will return to the palace to report."

A woman's hair is considered the greatest asset, and she cannot shave it except during periods of national mourning.

Emperor Wen forced the Empress to shave her head, which was actually his way of hoping she would take her own life.

Having served Emperor Wen for so long, Eunuch Fu could certainly see it.