Concubine Dong had never seen Murong Zheng's face so sinister. There was only coldness in his dark eyes.
"Your Majesty." Concubine Dong didn't dare to look at Murong Zheng again. She knelt on the ground, feeling regretful in her heart.
She knew that the reason why the emperor said such cruel words was definitely because he knew that she was the one who was involved in Murong Kai's incident.
Murong Zheng didn't say anything else. He slowly stood up. No one dared to look at the emperor who was furious at the moment, and no one could see the panic and confusion in his expression.
"Empress Dong, if you have the antidote, you can save not only my Ah Kai, but also your son." It was a long time before Murong Zheng spoke again. In the silent room, his voice was low, but like thunder, shocking everyone in the hall.
Besides being shocked, they were more worried about their own lives.
The emperor let them know the secret that Concubine Dong murdered the prince. Will he really not silence them afterwards
"Your Majesty, you are joking. The imperial physician said that the poison Kai'er was poisoned with was a secret medicine of the Bei'an royal family. How could I possibly have an antidote?"
Concubine Dong tried hard to hide her panic, but her words were still trembling.
Murong Zheng just lowered his head, looked down at her and smiled, then continued to walk to Murong Kai's bedside. Looking at his pale face, he tried to touch Murong Kai's body several times, but finally gave up.
The man lying on the bed, struggling between life and death, was his son, the son he had never loved deeply.
He thought that he didn't care about him, but when he knew that he was going to die soon, he felt his heart aching.
What's even more tragic is that no one can understand his despair and fear at this moment. If he had a choice, he even hoped that time could stop. In that way, his son would not die and he could be a loving father for a while longer.
At the time of Bei'an, Qu Jingze had not yet entered the palace, but Murong Zheng already knew the final outcome.
How could a foreign minister and an unfavored princess have the secret medicine in Bei'an Palace
He was just unwilling at the moment and just hoped that there was still a possibility of saving Akai.
"Go and ask Concubine Jin to come and tell her that her son is dying." Murong Zheng suddenly seemed to remember something, looked up, and instructed the guards not far away.
Everyone's concerns were raised again. The prince was poisoned, the imperial concubine was murdered, and now the imperial concubine, who had been in the cold palace for thirteen years, had to be called out.
They were used to the calmness in the palace, but they didn't expect that when the wind and waves rose, so many things would happen in one day.
Everyone was waiting with bated breath, waiting for the arrival of the envoy, or waiting for the arrival of Concubine Jin.
Only Concubine Dong, after watching the guards leave, had only panic in her eyes.
She wanted to tell Murong Zheng as she had done in the past that Concubine Jin had no regard for the emperor at all and that she looked down on him. However, she did not dare to utter a single word at this moment. She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, Murong Zheng would be angered and her son would be implicated.
However, she really didn't want Concubine Jin to come out of the cold palace.
After failing to dissuade her, Concubine Dong was hoping in her heart that Concubine Jin would be as proud as she was more than a decade ago and still insist on not stepping out of Qingqiu Palace.
Or, she has become extremely ugly due to her resentment, and the wrinkles on her face will never earn the emperor's sympathy again. Or, she is surrounded by reinforcements, and even if she leaves Qingqiu Palace, she will not live for many days.
However, the facts eventually ruthlessly shattered Concubine Dong's hopes, and all her vicious expectations came to nothing.
When she looked outside following the sound of footsteps, what she saw was a woman in white, and then a plain face. She was not made up, but there was no sign of old age. Her black hair was tied up diagonally with a wooden hairpin. She walked over anxiously, and under the light from behind, she looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.
(End of this chapter)