Chapter 1971 - 1968: Ambition
Chapter 1971: Chapter 1968: Ambition
Xiang Anwan’s face bore an endless smile as she grabbed his hand and placed it on her face. She did not cry, instead, she began to laugh, her voice was as gentle as water, far from the ferocity just moments ago, "Prince, I will come to keep you company soon, do not be afraid."
Tears slipped down the corner of King of Huainan’s eye: "...That year when the flowers bloomed, beneath the peach blossom tree, you were more exquisite than the flowers, obscuring the eyes of that rustic youth..."
A slap rang out.
The hand fell.
The King of Huainan had completely stopped breathing.
Xiang Anwan cried and laughed, laughed and cried, a mist clouded before her eyes.
It was as if she could still see the first meeting back then.
She gently laid down the King of Huainan, bowed three times towards the outside of the great hall.
Then she looked at Chu Heng: "Lord Chu, I really envy you."
She smiled brilliantly, taking herself back to her childhood, picked up the dagger beside her, walked to Zhang Zhonghai, and ended his life with a single strike.
Then she lay down beside the King of Huainan, her fingers tightly entwined with his, and then with the same sword, she ended her own life.
Blood flowed out, along the floor, the blood of the two met.
Chu Heng looked at the scene before him, he seemed unable to hear his own voice for a moment, murmuring: "Envy me?"
"I also envy myself in this life..."
A low voice, like a whisper, eventually dissipated in the wind, leaving no trace.
The chaos in the palace was settled within just an hour.
Chu Heng and Xiao Tianhao were called in.
The two knelt down together: "Your Majesty, forgive us, we arrived late to receive you."
Emperor Xuanming did not speak, holding a Bi Xi, toying with it, as if encountering an amusing toy, his expression inscrutable.
Consort Deng had long been sent back to the palace, confined.
Emperor Xuanming did nothing other than confining her.
This only made Consort Deng more anxious.
The officials involved in this incident all had solid evidence against them. Although the Deng Family was not directly implicated, the Emperor surely had evidence of the Deng Family’s involvement.
Especially seeing that both the King of Huainan and Xiang Anwan were dead, she felt more panicked, frightened that at any moment in the grand hall, she might be dragged out for execution by dismemberment.
In the Imperial Study.
After a long silence, Emperor Xuanming suddenly asked: "Executed by suicide?"
Xiao Tianhao wanted to say something, but Chu Heng spoke first: "The traitors have already committed suicide, I will eradicate the remaining factions!"
Hearing such ruthless and unrelenting words, Xiao Tianhao was somewhat shocked, wanting to mention the Gu insects to Emperor Xuanming, but was stopped by a look from Chu Heng.
"Executed by suicide... interesting." Emperor Xuanming’s expression was inscrutable.
As if hearing a funny joke.
Chu Heng and Xiao Tianhao knelt on the ground, not daring to speak, no one knew what Emperor Xuanming was thinking now.
Although from the beginning, Emperor Xuanming had secretly placed great importance on the King of Huainan’s return to the capital, making multiple preparations.
Even when the Northern Region got involved with the King of Huainan, someone was sent to retrieve his Commander’s Seal, and his people were also arranged to infiltrate the Northern Region to gather intelligence, Xiao Tianhao didn’t know the specific arrangements.
But both he and Chu Heng were put in charge, secretly controlling the palace’s Imperial Forest Army and the garrison outside the capital.
These actions, on the surface, were unknown to anyone.
Even when previously Chu Heng was transferred to the Ministry of War and suddenly went to the military camp to win over the military’s loyalty, the officials of the Ministry of War thought Chu Heng was not an easy person to get along with.
He had methods, was not soft-hearted, and liked to wield power.
Even if Emperor Xuanming openly expressed distrust in him, it did not stop Chu Heng’s ambition.
Indeed, ambition.
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