Zi'an smiled and didn't rush to argue with her. He looked around the secret room. It was empty. She was lying on the ground just now. There was no table or chair, nothing at all. There was a damp smell in the air. It must be a secret room in the mountains, but there should be a water source nearby.
Everything outside the secret room was not clear, it was pitch black, but vaguely human figures could be seen floating around, but it was unclear how many people there were.
I wonder if Boss Dao is being held nearby or has been killed
"Don't look anymore. Once you come in here, you can't escape!" said the noble concubine coldly.
Zi'an looked at her, "Your Highness the Concubine captured me but didn't kill me. What does she want to do?"
"Don't pretend to be calm. I know you are afraid." The noble concubine stared at her. "Have you ever thought that one day you will fall into my hands?"
"Victory and defeat are common in the military." Zi'an subconsciously stretched out her hand, but found that Scarlett Johansson was not on her arm. Her heart sank.
"Really? I'm glad you're so optimistic." The noble concubine smiled slowly, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes piled up. Under such bright light, she looked old.
She crossed her hands in her wide sleeves and walked over, her expression calm. "Don't worry, I won't kill you for now, but you have to cooperate."
"I wonder what the noble concubine wants me to cooperate with?" Zi'an also responded with a calm expression.
The noble concubine raised her hand, "Come on!"
Then the men in black came in with chairs and tables, as well as the four treasures of the study, and spread them out in front of Zi'an. The noble concubine said, "Use your handwriting to write a letter to Murong Jie."
"What's in the letter?"
"You were detained by the emperor, who attempted to charge you with treason."
Zi'an sneered, "Could it be that the noble concubine thought that if I wrote this, the prince would ignore the enemy in the northern desert and lead his troops back to the capital?"
"Maybe? I always have to be prepared for both situations!" The noble concubine did not smile, and even the anger in her eyes disappeared. This time she really seemed very calm.
"Even if the prince would, would he believe it? If I were missing, the Night King would naturally write to him. How could the Night King not know who had me? Moreover, if I was really imprisoned by the Emperor, how could I write a letter?"
"Whether it was the Night King writing to him or the Emperor issuing an edict, it was not your handwritten letter after all. As for why you were able to write a letter even though you were imprisoned by the Emperor, it is easy to explain. Your servant Dao Lao Da risked his life to deliver the letter and died near the military camp. The soldiers in the military camp found his body and presented the letter he was carrying to Murong Jie."
Hearing this, Zi'an felt relieved that Boss Dao was not dead yet.
However, this plan was really good. She threatened her own safety and asked Boss Dao to deliver the letter. She sent assassins to follow him all the way. Before Boss Dao arrived at the military camp, she killed him. There were soldiers patrolling around, and Boss Dao's body would be discovered soon. If civilians appeared near the military camp, they would definitely report to the marshal. His death also increased the credibility of the letter he brought.
However, Zi'an didn't understand. "Let's take a step back. Even if the prince leads his troops back to the capital, as long as he arrives in the capital, everything will be revealed."
"As a marshal, he left his post without permission and fled with his troops. If the emperor heard this news, would he remain indifferent? He would label Murong Jie a traitor and order Marquis Wu'an to lead troops to suppress him, and chaos would break out in the country."
Zi'an sneered, "You, as a mother, are really good to your son."
"I've been kind to him, but he doesn't appreciate it." The noble concubine pointed at the four treasures of the study, "Think carefully, now, the only way for you to survive is to cooperate with me, otherwise, you will starve to death here. I've always thought that you're a smart person, but what you did wasn't smart. If I became the empress dowager, you'd be the queen, so why not?"
Zi'an really didn't understand. "You are the Empress Dowager, and I am the Empress. This presupposes that the Seventh Prince is the Emperor. But you have labeled the Seventh Prince a traitor, so how can he be the Emperor?"
"Since he is a traitor, he has no way out. Only the victor can change history. He can only clear his name by ascending the throne and becoming emperor."
Zi'an laughed, "I really want to thank you for your kindness on behalf of Lao Qi. I'm grateful that you think highly of me. Lao Qi is a traitor who can rebel at will. Does he really think that the 800,000 soldiers of the Great Zhou will die?"
"Among the 800,000 troops, Murong Jie can command 200,000 and 600,000 to resist foreign enemies. The emperor doesn't have many people left. Moreover, half of the officials in the court have already obeyed the orders of the regent, Ajie. My calculations were correct. After many twists and turns, he is the most suitable candidate. You actually have no choice, because you know that he has been poisoned by the same fate Gu. If you don't follow my wishes, I will kill Lao Ba. In fact, you are so smart that you should also know that Lao Ba is now poisoned. Without my antidote, he will definitely die. If you want to live, and if you want Lao Qi to live, you must listen to me."
Zi'an sighed once more. The noble concubine should have given birth to a boy. If she had been born a boy, he would have surely become a great hero.
"Didn't you take the seventh prince away?" Zi'an asked.
"We're only taking him away in case of emergency. As for the Seventh Prince, I can't count on him. I've lost many soldiers and generals this time, and the Eighth Prince and I have become enemies. He won't trust me anymore. It's better to count on someone you can't count on. At least, he has the ability. Looking at the Great Zhou, he is the most suitable candidate."
The noble concubine spoke her heart out so frankly, and even treated Zi'an as someone to confide in, which meant that she would kill Zi'an after the matter was accomplished.
In other words, no matter success or failure, she would kill Zi'an.
The way she spoke now was as if she was talking to a dead person.
Zi'an sat down and slowly ground the graphite, thinking of a solution in his heart.
"Is being the empress dowager so important?" Zi'an asked.
The Noble Concubine raised her head and said firmly, "Being the Empress Dowager may not be important, but I am tired of being a Noble Concubine. Being a Noble Concubine means I have to be inferior to others. Why can't I stand at the highest position? Even if it's just one day in my life, I will be satisfied. How is Fengxiang better than me? In terms of appearance, she is not as good as me. In terms of talent, she is not even a fraction of my ability. In terms of means, she is far behind me. I am a daughter of the Sun family at the same time as her. Why is she the queen, and I can only be promoted to a Noble Concubine after giving birth to Ah Jie? The emperor didn't even give me the title of Imperial Noble Consort. However, the title of Imperial Noble Consort is the same as that of Imperial Consort. I have to look at Fengxiang's face. She died too easily. If she were alive, it would be great. I hope she can watch me ascend to the highest position and command the world. Unfortunately, I didn't have a long-term vision at that time. I still had my hopes on Old Eight. In order to keep Old Eight in the capital, I had to kill her. Now think about it, I really took too many wrong steps. Maybe from the beginning, I shouldn't have hoped for Old Eight, but kept instilling the concept of the emperor into Old Seven. "
Fengxiang was the maiden name of the Empress Dowager when she was in the Sun family.
(End of this chapter)