bookrandom Chapter 391 Kidnapping Song Nianze
Chapter 391 Kidnapping Song Nianze
When Song Siyao returned to the Shenxing Division again, she was conveying the Emperor's will to Consort Yue.
When Consort Yue heard that he had committed suicide out of fear of punishment, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.
"It's just death. We slaves will face this day sooner or later."
Consort Yue showed no lingering attachment, nor did she request to see Emperor Changlong, nor did she question whether his past favors towards her were all a lie.
From the moment her identity was revealed until her death, she never once pleaded for mercy.
For people of their status, death has never been frightening.
She raised her hand and struck the top of her head with her palm, then slowly fell backward.
Song Siyao stepped forward and checked her breathing, only to find that she was already dead.
Back in the Imperial Study.
Song Siyao reported to Emperor Changlong, "Father, Tong Liangyue is dead."
"I understand. You may leave."
"Yes, Father."
Song Siyao left the imperial study, and Emperor Changlong closed his eyes and leaned back on the dragon throne.
In that instant, he seemed to have aged ten years.
"Rou'er, I'm so sorry."
“I know she was sent by a treacherous official and I shouldn’t trust her too much, but she looks just like you.”
"Rou'er, thankfully a terrible mistake was avoided, otherwise I would have become a sinner for all time."
……
Emperor Changlong murmured to himself, expressing remorse, guilt, and self-reproach.
Gradually, drowsiness crept in, and he drifted off to sleep.
Consort Jia arrived at the Imperial Study after Emperor Changlong had fallen asleep.
Knowing that Emperor Changlong had not slept all night and had not eaten anything, she specially made soup for him.
After Consort Yue was taken away by Song Siyao last night, Emperor Changlong ordered Eunuch Wang to go to the Cold Palace to invite Consort Jia back.
Consort Jia harbored no resentment whatsoever.
She was grateful for Emperor Changlong's trust in her. Although she was nominally in the Cold Palace, apart from the lack of freedom, her life was no different from that in Cuiwei Palace.
She did not love Emperor Changlong, so she was very grateful for his kindness to her.
She never expected Emperor Changlong to have any affection for her.
Without love or desire, there is also no hatred or resentment.
Consort Jia covered Emperor Changlong with a small blanket and sat quietly beside him.
She didn't leave until Emperor Changlong woke up and drank the soup she had cooked.
Prince's Mansion.
When Song Siyao returned from the palace, Shen Pei had just finished his work and returned as well.
"Yaoyao, what did Tong Liangyue tell us?" Shen Pei asked.
Song Siyao told Shen Pei the results of the interrogation, "This mysterious person is too cautious. Tong Liangyue is someone he trusts, but no one knows his true purpose."
"By the way, this is a portrait of that mysterious person. Do you remember him?"
Song Siyao handed the portrait to Shen Pei, who looked at it carefully for a while and then shook his head, "I've never seen it before, and I don't know it."
He stared at him for a long time. "However, I think this person looks like someone I've met before."
"Who?" Song Siyao seemed to have discovered a new hope.
"Let me think." Shen Pei stared at the portrait and began searching his memory.
“I remember now, it was many years ago, I saw it in a temple…”
Shen Pei was talking about his childhood, when his mother was still alive.
According to Shen Pei's description, Song Siyao drew a portrait.
"Husband, is the person you saw like this?"
“That’s right, exactly.” Shen Pei nodded.
Song Siyao compared the two portraits side by side, and sure enough, the two looked very similar.
"The person you saw back then should be around seventy years old now. I wonder if he's still alive."
“It’s still a clue, let’s see if we can find anything,” Shen Pei said. “I’ll arrange for someone to investigate.”
Song Si nodded.
The death of Consort Yue became a topic of conversation among the people of the capital.
Outside the city, in the underground palace.
Yang Qian knelt on the ground, and the mysterious man raised his hand and struck him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Please forgive me, Master, spare my life," Yang Qian pleaded.
"You can't even handle this small matter, what use are you to me?" The mysterious man's voice was filled with anger.
"My lord, I will certainly atone for my sins. Please give me another chance," Yang Qian pleaded desperately.
The mysterious man stared at Yang Qian, who continued, "The Crown Princess ruined the master's plan, so she and the child in her womb will pay with their lives!"
"I want results within three days, or you'll come back to me with your head." The mysterious man exuded a chilling aura.
"Yes, master."
"roll!"
"Subordinates retire."
Yang Qian scrambled out of the underground palace.
He touched his chest, panting heavily, and looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, feeling completely uncertain.
The Crown Prince's residence is an impregnable fortress; not even a mosquito could fly in. His attempt to harm Song Siyao would definitely not succeed within the Crown Prince's residence.
Then we'll have to stay outside.
Song Siyao's baby is now quite far along, and Emperor Changlong forbids her from going to the academy anymore, so it's impossible for her to take action there.
It seems there's only one chance left.
The eighteenth day of the first lunar month.
The academy has started its new semester.
"Qin'er, has the young master not returned yet?" Mu Zhaozhao asked the maid.
Before Qin'er could answer, the doorman rushed in, "Madam, there's a letter for you."
Mu Zhaozhao took it, opened it, and her expression changed drastically...