Chapter 188 The person is already dead
Chapter 188 The person is already dead
Upon hearing this, an eerie silence fell over the hall.
No one could believe it was true.
"What did you say?"
The emperor was the first to stand up: "Who killed whom?"
"Princess Jing killed the Northern Di princess."
The eunuch who came to deliver the message was pale and spoke in a trembling voice.
Even the most composed emperor couldn't help but feel confused at this moment. He turned his gaze to the empress: "Empress, did you hear that?"
The empress hesitated, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Shu Yao... How could Shu Yao do such a thing?"
This news sounds utterly absurd.
Upon hearing this, Consort Zhang's eyes gleamed. She immediately glanced at the Second Prince and gave him a meaningful look.
At this moment, the ministers in the hall were discussing among themselves, some of whom wanted to take this opportunity to drag Xie Jinghan into the mess. Without exception, they all had only one request—"This matter is of great importance, and we hope that Your Majesty will send someone there immediately!"
"Where is he?" the emperor asked in a deep voice.
"It's in Lihua Palace," the eunuch said tremblingly. "The Northern Di general Huyan has been captured by the Imperial Guards. He almost injured the Princess Consort just now."
Xie Jinghan, who had been standing still, immediately stood up and walked out after hearing the eunuch's words.
Consort Zhang saw his actions and harbored resentment in her heart.
Is he that concerned about his princess?
Inside the Lihua Palace.
Yelü Dan collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Huyan Tu's hands were restrained by Commander Leng, but his eyes were filled with rage as he shouted at Wen Shuyao, "We, the Northern Di, will never let you go!"
Commander Leng was highly skilled in martial arts, but Hu Yantu's anger and hatred gave him superhuman strength. He struggled and broke free from Commander Leng. His goal was very clear: he rushed towards Wen Shuyao.
Although he had no weapon in his hand, he ripped off the curtains that were everywhere in Lihua Palace and was about to put them around Wen Shuyao's neck.
"How dare you!" Commander Leng shouted, "Save the Princess!"
While the Northern Di princess's status was indeed noble, in their eyes, Wen Shuyao was more important. Besides, once a person dies, they are dead; they couldn't very well have their Great Li princess buried with her.
However, Huyan Tu moved faster than ever before, and the imperial guards couldn't stop him at all.
Just then, a sharp glint flashed before everyone's eyes, shooting directly towards Huyan Tu.
Huyan Tu was stabbed in the shoulder, and his movements inevitably slowed down.
It was at this moment that Xie Jinghan, who had shot the dagger from outside the hall, strode forward and embraced Wen Shuyao tightly.
The curtain in Huyan Tu's hand fell to the ground, and he felt an unbearable pain in his shoulder.
"You, the Great Li, have gone too far!" His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Xie Jinghan. "The princess will not have died in vain! I will make you pay for this in blood!"
He made no attempt to conceal his hatred for Wen Shuyao. His eyes were fixed on her, sharp as a knife. If those eyes could materialize, Wen Shuyao would probably have been torn to pieces by him.
Behind Xie Jinghan, the Emperor and Empress arrived in haste with their entourage.
Almost everyone in Wanchun Palace rushed over; this was a huge event.
Yelü Dan was not only an envoy of the Northern Di, but also the most beloved princess of the Northern Di king. She died in the Lihua Palace, at the hands of Wen Shuyao... It seems that war between the Northern Di and the Dali is inevitable.
The emperor frowned, his gaze falling on Yelü Dan, who was lying on the ground.
Yelü Dan's face was pale and he was completely lifeless; it was clear at a glance that he was dead.
But the Empress was still not giving up, and shouted, "Wear the imperial physician's robe!"
She couldn't believe that Wen Shuyao would kill Yelü Dan, even though there was no mortal conflict between the two.
"You say my queen killed your Northern Di princess, do you have any evidence?" Xie Jinghan held Wen Shuyao tightly in his arms, looking at Huyan Tu with cold eyes. "Is it just based on your words?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Yantu's face visibly flushed red. He glared fiercely at Wen Shuyao: "She sent someone to deliver a message to the princess, inviting her to meet here. The princess went to the appointment but did not return for a long time, so I rushed over immediately."
"Who knew..." he gritted his teeth, "that the princess lay lifeless on the ground, and she was all alone in the entire palace!"
"If it wasn't her, then who was?" Huyan Tu tried to calm himself down and speak in a logical manner. "In the end, she was just jealous of the princess's youth and beauty. She didn't dare to compare herself to the princess, fearing that Prince Jing would be taken away by her!"
"Therefore, she ruthlessly murdered the princess!" Huyan Tu said through gritted teeth. "The princess died of poisoning! There was a porcelain bottle containing the poison on her body! I saw it! It was in the purse at her waist!"
Even though Huyan Tu pointed out that the poison was on Wen Shuyao, not a single imperial guard in the entire hall dared to make a move.
Seeing this, Huyan Tu was furious and laughed: "Fine! So what if your Dali is protecting her? If the princess does not return to Beidi in half a month... we Beidi will lead our troops to attack the city!"
"The princess is the jewel of our Northern Barbarians!" he said bitterly. "Her life is more precious than yours, not even if you had a hundred lives!"
Huyan Tu hated Wen Shuyao to the core. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was filled with murderous intent towards Wen Shuyao.
Xie Jinghan shielded Wen Shuyao behind him, and his domineering presence deterred the Imperial Guards from making a move.
The emperor frowned, which, in the eyes of those who had been watching him closely, was clearly a sign of his dissatisfaction with Xie Jinghan.
Prince Xin, sitting in a wheelchair at the very back, observed the changes in the expressions of the people present.
Just then, Dean Zhou arrived.
This was of great importance, so Chief Physician Zhou brought all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy with him.
Yelü Dan remained lying face up on the ground, his chest not rising or falling at all.
When Zhou Yuanzheng saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward to take Yelü Dan's pulse again, and then his brows furrowed tightly.
The Empress, still clinging to a sliver of hope, asked in a low voice, "Is this an acute illness...?"
Upon hearing this, Dean Zhou fell silent.
Yelü Dan had no pulse or heartbeat; he was clearly dead.
But can I say that in front of so many people?
He had spent many years in the palace and was well-versed in the ways of survival there.
Until the emperor sighed, "Just say it."
Once a person is dead, they are dead and cannot be brought back to life. What's the use of keeping quiet? Where will he find another Yelü Dan to return to the Northern Barbarians? This great war is inevitable.
"No pulse, no heartbeat... Princess..."
"I am going to kill you!"
Huyan Tu roared and, ignoring the imperial guards' attempts to stop him, lunged at Wen Shuyao.
Xie Jinghan easily kicked him to the ground and ordered Commander Leng, "Grab him."
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