PFC Chapter 463 What a big pit
Chapter 463 What a big pit
Whoosh.
An arrow pierced the emperor's chest.
"Father."
Princess Yuqing was startled and shouted, "Help! Protect the Emperor..."
Although she resented her father's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness, she never wanted him to die.
She was somewhat disappointed.
I said those things so that my father could experience what it feels like to be isolated and helpless.
But the arrow came too suddenly.
She didn't even have time to defend herself, nor did she see who shot it or from which direction.
This is a hidden arrow; who knows if there will be others.
She nudged the dazed Consort Zhen: "What are you standing there for? Quickly escort Father Emperor into the house."
Consort Zhen was frightened.
She watched helplessly as the arrow pierced the emperor's body.
If the arrow had been shot slightly off-target, it would have pierced her body.
Since entering the palace, she had witnessed much intrigue and backstabbing in the harem, but this was the first time she had ever faced death head-on, with swords at her feet.
Scared to death!
She gasped and quickly pushed the emperor into the room.
Just as she was about to enter the house, a sharp sword suddenly slashed past her eyes and pierced straight into Eunuch Qian's chest.
Grandpa Qian stared wide-eyed, then collapsed to the ground in terror.
Princess Yuqing drew her sword, wiped it on his body, and looked at the eunuchs: "Do you see? This is what happens to traitors."
Consort Zhen stared wide-eyed, frozen in place.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
She knew that Eunuch Qian was one of Prince Chen's men; it was she who told Princess Yuqing.
Although I know it won't end well for him.
But I was still startled when I collapsed in front of her like that.
She knew that Eunuch Qian was Prince Chen's spy.
It was because this eunuch also thought she was one of Prince Chen's people, and every time Prince Chen saw her, it was Eunuch Qian who covered for him.
That beast Prince Chen plotted against her, trying to use a child to control her; this eunuch was an accomplice.
But thinking about it now, I still feel a little scared.
If she hadn't chosen Princess Yuqing back then, she would be the one lying here now.
The emperor saw his trusted confidant fall to the ground and wanted to question Yuqing about why he had killed him.
Eunuch Qian was the person who had been with him the longest, accompanying him from his youth to the present, watching him marry and have children, watching him ascend the throne, and watching his children be born.
She accompanied him through most of his life's ups and downs.
He spent even more time by his side than his favorite concubine.
But as he opened his mouth, he saw the dagger that had slipped out of Eunuch Qian's sleeve.
He couldn't tell if it was a wound or heartache.
It hurts so much.
He looked down at the arrow in his heart, blood gushing out, staining his dragon robe red.
He felt like he was going to die.
Even if they weren't killed by an arrow, they would have died from blood loss.
At this time, the palace was in chaos, and no one dared to invite the imperial physician, even if they did, he would not be able to enter.
Is this really the end for me?
But he didn't want to die.
It all happened so suddenly, like a dream.
He still remembers being trapped in the fire.
When he opened his eyes again, his once smiling, respectful, and humble son was now forcing his way out of the palace, right in front of him, coercing and bribing the civil and military officials, and even turning the left and right Xuanwu armies against him, marching straight in and storming into his palace.
He wanted to kill his lord and father.
He wasn't sure if the arrow had been shot by the fourth brother.
Because many people wanted him dead, everyone was eyeing the throne covetously.
The empress wanted him dead.
Perhaps the Empress Dowager also wanted him dead.
After all, she wasn't his biological mother. No matter how filial he was, it couldn't outweigh the interests of her maternal clan.
He can't die until he sees the results.
Whether it's plotting to usurp the throne or acting legitimately, without the imperial seal, it's all in vain to sit on that throne.
The emperor gave a chilling smile.
Princess Yuqing had just wanted to kill Prince Chen, and now she could rightfully execute the traitor.
After sending out the distress signal, she raised her sword and shouted: "Prince Chen has colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, murdering his emperor and father. Such a treacherous person deserves to be killed by everyone. Whoever kills Prince Chen will be richly rewarded, and those who surrender will be spared the death penalty."
The Prince of Chen was speechless.
He really didn't shoot that arrow.
He hated his father and had thought about killing him countless times, but not now.
He must be insane to bear the crime of regicide and patricide, even if he is the ruler of a country.
We can't afford it.
No prince would want to kill his father unless he had no other choice.
Which emperor in history who killed his father wasn't condemned by the world and overthrown and killed by the people?
He wouldn't do this if he wanted to be a long-lasting emperor.
Who wanted his father dead more than him? The only person he could think of was Empress Cao.
Her father is dead, so she can frame him and her son can rightfully inherit the throne.
The signal to Yuqing was received.
The guards rushed in and began fighting with the men he had brought.
Although these guards were few in number, only two or three thousand, they were all elites.
With swift and decisive strokes, each cut drew blood.
Like someone who's used to fighting on the battlefield.
Prince Chen was astonished; he had no idea that such a elite force had been hidden in the palace.
What a shrewd and resourceful Empress Cao!
What a flawless scheme!
If he still has doubts.
Upon witnessing his father's assassination and the sudden appearance of an elite army led by the fifth prince, he understood everything.
This was a huge scheme, and they dug a huge pit for him, and he foolishly jumped right in.
No, he won't lose.
He also has a large army to support him, and he should have already entered the palace by now.
No matter how brave and skilled these three thousand soldiers are, they are no match for them; their sheer numbers overwhelm them.
Moreover, he also has the families of important officials in the court, the wife and daughters of Prince Jing and his mother-in-law, as well as Yuqing, his daughter who has not been formally married.
It's still uncertain who will win and who will lose.
Just as he was feeling smug, his subordinate reported, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Our men didn't get in; they were all shot dead by the ambushers in the barbican..."
"What? What's going on?"
Shen Lu was not poisoned; the Imperial Guards who entered the capital were scattered, and most of them had already submitted to him.
How could there still be people there?
"Shen Lü didn't die; he was rescued by Zhou Mu. The Imperial Guards feigned surrender and were lying in ambush in the Wengcheng. Our army fell into a trap as soon as we entered the palace gates, and there's more..."
"Anything else? Tell me all at once."
Upon hearing Zhou Mu's name, Prince Chen was furious, for the Zhou family had betrayed him.
Damn!
The first one to use is Zhou Hou as a sacrifice flag.
"Your Highness, the Duke of Shen is back, leading the Imperial Guards this way. He keeps shouting for help. Perhaps... perhaps we should escape, flee through another gate. As long as we're alive, we can always make a comeback..."
"Disrupting morale deserves to die." Prince Chen showed no mercy, severing the enemy's throat with a single sword strike.
He thought the border war would hold Mu Yunji back, but he didn't expect him to actually come back.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; life and death are predestined, and he has no regrets.
Having seen through it all, he felt liberated and no longer bound by any constraints.
He wanted to kill people right then and there, and he went on a killing spree, not even sparing the eunuchs and civil and military officials.
Especially those fence-sitters and traitors.
They all deserve to be killed!
What he can't have, no one else can have either; if they're going to destroy it, they'll destroy it together.
These people should have been buried with him beforehand.
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