The Regent's Palace hung up white lanterns early the next morning.
There were white words "memorial" pasted on the door and white lanterns hung at the entrance.
When Murong Jie got up and was changing his clothes, Ni Rong came and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, someone from the Concubine Dowager's room came to inform us that Aunt Sizhu died suddenly last night!"
Murong Jie turned around suddenly and asked in shock: "What did you say?"
Ni Rong said sadly, "When I got up early this morning, the white lanterns were already being hung in the mansion. I asked and found out that it was Aunt Sizhu who suddenly died last night."
Murong Jie immediately put on his clothes, rushed out of the door, and ran towards Qingning Pavilion.
Aunt Sizhu's body was placed in the yard, and the coffin was placed next to it. Concubine Gui stood by and wiped her face with her own hands.
Murong Jie stood at the gate of the yard, staring blankly at the woman who had doted on him all his life, and he couldn't tell whether he felt pain or regret in his heart.
He should have come last night.
Scenes from the past flashed through her mind. Before Prince Liang fell ill, everything was fine. Although her aunt was serving her mother, she spent most of her time preparing food and clothing for him.
She always said that what made her most dissatisfied with her prince was that he had not yet married.
When the noble concubine saw him coming, she stretched out her hand to dismiss the people around her, continued to wipe her hands, raised her head and showed a strange smile, "Come on, kowtow to her, she is your stepmother."
Murong Jie walked over mechanically. The moment his eyes touched Aunt Sizhu's face, his head suddenly banged. He raised his head with difficulty and stared at Concubine Gui. "You actually killed her?"
Aunt Sizhu's eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs seemed to still show the struggle and fear before death. Her face was bruised and cyanotic, swollen, and her lips were purple and black, which were symptoms of death from suffocation. He was a person who came from the palace, and when he saw that there were no marks on her neck, he knew that it was a symptom of suffocation caused by the official promotion.
Hearing this, the noble concubine sneered and continued to wipe her hands. There were traces of being tied up and bruises on her hands. "The one who killed her was you, not me."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are so crazy. She has been with you for so many years, and you are so cruel." Murong Jie gritted his teeth and said, then he pulled her away and said sternly, "Get out of here. You are not qualified to touch her."
The noble concubine staggered a step, stood firm and then burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face. "Well said, well said. Someone who has been with me for so many years can actually be so cruel to me. Sizhu, I'm lying if I say I don't hate you. Even if I sentence you to death, I still hate you."
Murong Jie stared at her, with flames burning in his eyes, and there was unspeakable disgust and hatred in his eyes.
The retainer Ah Fu stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, yesterday Aunt Sizhu poisoned the Noble Concubine and attempted to kill her. The Noble Concubine discovered it, and she sentenced her to death."
"Nonsense!" Murong Jie was furious and kicked Ah Fu. Ah Fu flew two meters away, but he struggled to get up and continued to kneel in front of Murong Jie, saying, "No, I swear on my life that I will never lie."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will chop you into pieces!" Murong Jie was extremely furious and kicked Ah Fu again. Ah Fu didn't dare to dodge and took the kick with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The noble concubine said coldly: "He is not wrong, Sizhu did poison me. Do you know why she did this?"
Murong Jie stared at her cold and cruel face, his heart sank, and he recalled what Aunt Sizhu had said to him that day. Could it be that she had been planning to take action since that day
The noble concubine suddenly became furious and said sharply, "She was afraid that I, as a mother, would harm her own son, so she didn't hesitate to kill me to eliminate future troubles. She has served me for many years, and I treat her as my own sister, but she wants to poison me for you!"
Murong Jie's hands and feet were cold as he looked at the person lying quietly on the simple wooden bed. Her death was very miserable, but it was for him.
The retainer Afu was still kneeling in front of him with a smile on his face. Aunt Sizhu was finally dead. From now on, he would stand beside the noble concubine and become her favorite.
However, before that, he must first express his loyalty to the noble concubine.
So, he said, "Your Highness, before Aunt Sizhu is punished, I beg the guard to convey a message to Your Highness."
"What did he say?" Murong Jie stared down at him, his eyes red.
Ah Fu said: "She asked the guards to tell the prince that she hopes you will rule the world."
Murong Jie didn't believe a word he said and shouted, "Get lost!"
Ah Fu knelt still, "Your Highness, this is absolutely true. Aunt Sizhu is someone I respect very much. Her body is here now, and I will not lie in front of her body. Why did she poison the Concubine Dowager? She wanted to protect Your Highness. She would rather sacrifice her own life to save Your Highness. She hopes that Your Highness can become a dragon among men one day."
"If you continue to talk nonsense, I will kill you right now." Murong Jie's eyes were cold, and he turned around and ordered, "Come here, move Aunt Sizhu's body out, and personally host the funeral. Seal off Qingning Pavilion, and no one can enter or leave without my permission."
The noble concubine said sternly, "Murong Jie, how dare you put me under house arrest?"
Murong Jie didn't even look at her. He walked forward, picked up Aunt Sizhu's body, and strode away.
The guards quickly blocked off and surrounded Qingning Pavilion tightly, closed the gate, evacuated some people, and left some to guard the place.
The noble concubine slapped Ah Fu in the face, "Do you think he is stupid? Do you think you can fool him like this?"
Ah Fu knelt on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "My dear concubine, the prince will not believe it now, but when he calms down, this sentence will remind him all the time like a poisonous insect that gnaws at his heart, which is equivalent to planting a seed in his heart."
"No, he won't," Noble Concubine shook her head and smiled sadly, "If he could, I wouldn't have spent so much effort on him. Now that Old Eight has been exiled by him, I have completely lost hope."
"Noble Concubine, you must not give up. Now Prince Nan Huai is still hoping that you will transfer him back to the capital from the Southern Kingdom. Do you remember what you said before? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you must never give up. Are you really willing to be inferior to the Empress Dowager for the rest of your life? When the prince ascends the throne, she will be the Queen Mother, the Empress Dowager, and you will be the Holy Mother Empress Dowager. Although there is still a difference in status, you are the biological mother of the prince, and everything is under your control."
The noble concubine's lonely heart was filled with hope by Ah Fu's words. Yes, this was her only dream in this life to be the mother of the country. Was she really going to give up
Yes, what Ah Fu said made sense. She wanted to plant the seed of ascending the throne to the emperor bit by bit in his heart.
Even if he and she become enemies in the future, she is his biological mother and must be named Empress Dowager.
"Have you arranged a meeting time with the old lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" The noble concubine restrained her expression and asked.
"Luo Shui has already made an appointment to meet at Juxianju tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)