kingnovel Chapter 1221: The Death of Princess Qingyang (186 Million Votes Plus)
Chapter 1221: The Death of Princess Qingyang (186 Million Votes Plus)
It’s so watertight!
The emperor did want to threaten and completely eradicate him, but the Prince of Jin was so slippery that he couldn't find any evidence to announce to the world...
Nangong Xuanyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only cold determination in his eyes.
Emperors have to weigh the pros and cons and sometimes have to yield to reality.
For the sake of royal dignity and to temporarily stabilize the hidden venomous snake, he could only settle for the second best.
"The Rong family of Yunzhou, accomplices in the rebellion, shall be executed without exception!"
As for Concubine Rong herself, in order to preserve the dignity of the late emperor, the emperor had already sent people to deal with her.
Every word Nangong Xuanyu uttered seemed to be tempered by ice: "A few days ago, I received news that Concubine Rong... died of a sudden illness in the palace."
"As for Qingyang..."
He paused, his voice devoid of emotion: "Stripped of title, demoted to a commoner. Granted... poisoned wine!"
Li Changde bowed silently: "I obey your order!"
Everyone said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!"
……
Princess Qingyang's Mansion has long lost its former bustle and splendor.
Although she was under house arrest, her contacts with her mother and the Rong family were still very close.
How could Princess Qingyang not know that the emperor had sent people to investigate and liquidate the Rong family?
She huddled in the dimly lit bedroom, with heavy curtains hanging low, blocking out all prying eyes from the outside world, and seemingly also blocking out all life.
Princess Qingyang was only casually wrapped in a plain white nightgown, her hair was disheveled, and the dark dark skin under her eyes was so thick that it could not be removed.
Ever since she learned that Concubine Chen was safe and the Rong family was about to collapse, Princess Qingyang was filled with anxiety every day due to great fear.
At first, she was extremely frightened and could not sleep at night, fearing that the imperial guards would break in at any moment.
But as the days passed, except for the servants in the mansion whose eyes became increasingly numb and fearful, the outside world seemed calm.
A glimmer of hope... quietly grew in Princess Qingyang's heart.
"Royal brother... after all, he still cares about the relationship between brother and sister..."
She murmured to herself, trying to convince herself.
She was just a poor person who was used by her mother.
A disgraced and useless princess.
My royal brother is so wise and brave, how could he really suspect her?
It must be Concubine Chen who seduced the master and spread rumors, which harmed my mother and the Rong family!
The overwhelming hatred supported Princess Qingyang, and in her fear, she even felt a sense of false hope that she had survived the disaster.
Until the sound of the heavy mansion door being forcibly pushed open, accompanied by the clanging of armor, severely shattered the last trace of self-deceiving dreams in Princess Qingyang's heart!
She suddenly stood up from the couch, her heart beating so wildly that it almost burst through her chest, and her hands and feet turned cold instantly.
coming!
They finally came!
The footsteps came from far away, heavy and regular, and every step seemed to be stepping on Princess Qingyang's heart.
The door was pushed open, and the dazzling light from the sky poured in, illuminating the flying dust.
Behind Li Changde followed two eunuchs with expressionless faces, holding vermilion lacquered wooden trays in their hands.
On the wooden tray was a green jade wine jug and a jade cup of the same color. In the dim light, they cast a cold, lifeless luster.
The blood color on Princess Qingyang's face instantly faded, her lips trembled violently, and her body shook uncontrollably, like the last dead leaf in the autumn wind.
She staggered back, knocking over the small table, and the teacup on it fell to the ground with a sharp cracking sound.
Princess Qingyang spoke incoherently, her voice hoarse and broken, filled with unbelievable despair: "No... Impossible... My Royal Brother wouldn't..."
Li Changde ignored her loss of composure and unfolded the bright yellow silk in his hand. His voice was calm, as if he were reading out the most ordinary document: "In compliance with the mandate of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, I hereby decree: Princess Qingyang, as the Emperor's daughter, has failed to cultivate virtuous character, defied human ethics, colluded with foreign relatives, and plotted to murder a concubine. She deserves death!"
"For the sake of your bloodline, I grant you a preserved corpse. Your title will be stripped from you immediately, you will be demoted to a commoner, and you will be given a cup of poisoned wine. I decree this!"
"Nangong Manxia, accept the order!"
The word "Qingyang" was a title bestowed by the late emperor. Now that she is no longer the eldest princess, she naturally cannot use it anymore.
Every word in the imperial edict was like a red-hot iron, burning Nangong Manxia's heart!
"Do not!!!"
She burst into a shrill scream, fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face: "I am innocent! It was that bitch Concubine Chen who harmed me!"
"I want to see my brother! My brother! Please listen to my explanation! I was forced! My brother——"
Nangong Manxia cried and struggled, trying to throw herself at Li Changde, but was held down firmly by two strong eunuchs.
Li Changde's eyes were as if he was looking at a corpse, without any emotion.
He winked.
A eunuch stepped forward, picked up the wine pot steadily, and slowly poured the strangely colored poison wine into the green jade cup.
The liquid swayed gently in the cup, reflecting Nangong Manxia's distorted, desperate face.
Li Changde's voice was flat and even: "Commoner Nangong Manxia, let's go!"
The wine was handed to me, and the sweet smell of death penetrated my nostrils.
A huge fear filled Nangong Manxia's heart. All her cries, excuses and resentments were stuck in her throat, leaving only the trembling like a sieve.
Nangong Manxia stared at the glass of wine, her eyes filled with extreme fear and unwillingness!
why? !
Why is that bitch Concubine Chen okay?!
Why her?!
She was so secretive...
Yes, it must be that her methods were not clever enough, and were seen through by that cunning bitch, Concubine Chen!
She hates!
I hate that Concubine Chen has such a tough life!!
I hate myself for not being more ruthless!!!
Nangong Manxia never thought from beginning to end that she was just a discarded chess piece in someone else's carefully arranged chess game...
The red gold bracelet inlaid with crabapple flowers from Prince Jin, who came to help in times of need, turned into the most ironic ridicule in the face of the cold reality.
Nangong Manxia remained immersed in her overwhelming hatred for Shen Zhinian and her own regret for her own failure until her death. She had forgotten the true chess player in the shadow of resentment...
The eunuch's hands were steady and strong, pinching her jaw open.
The cold rim of the cup touched Nangong Manxia's lips.
“Um… no…”
Her broken sobs were blocked by the poisonous wine that was forced into her body.
A spicy and burning sensation instantly spread down the throat, as if swallowing a piece of red-hot charcoal.
Severe colic then exploded in the abdomen, as if countless blunt knives were stirring wildly inside!
Nangong Manxia's eyes suddenly widened, almost popping out, and her body convulsed and curled up violently, like a shrimp thrown into boiling water.
She scratched her throat and chest in pain, her pajamas were torn apart, but it couldn't relieve the terrible pain that felt like her intestines were pierced and her stomach was broken!
"Uh... ah..."
A discordant roar, accompanied by blood foam, came out from the depths of Nangong Manxia's throat.
Her bloodshot eyes stared into space, filled with endless resentment, unwillingness, and the immense fear of her life slipping away...