Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 408 The Emperor's Son 4

"Your Highness, Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The Imperial Guards have surrounded the Eastern Palace!"

"what?"

The prince suddenly awoke from his bed, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

He grabbed the guard who came to report the news and shouted, "What did you say? Say it again!"

The guard knelt on the ground, his voice trembling: "Your Highness, the commander of the Imperial Guards has surrounded the Eastern Palace with an imperial edict! He says... he says he wants to search for evidence of treason!"

The crown prince's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he staggered back two steps: "Impossible... How could Father Emperor...?"

He suddenly remembered something and rushed to the window—

Outside the East Palace, torches blazed like dragons, and the dark mass of Imperial Guards had completely blocked all the exits.

"Wen Tangtang..." the Crown Prince murmured to himself, then suddenly let out a bitter laugh, "Father is truly heartless!"

He didn't expect that even though he had only allowed Young Master Xie to take Wen Tangtang away, his father would still hold him accountable.

In the end, it was just his womanly compassion.

His father gave him the choice, but he clung to a sliver of hope, wanting Wen Tangtang to escape with her life.

The palace doors were kicked open, and the commander of the Imperial Guards strode in, holding an imperial edict: "By His Majesty's decree, the Crown Prince is guilty of treason and shall be executed immediately."

The crown prince straightened his clothes and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "I wish to see my father, the Emperor!"

The commander sneered: "His Majesty said that he has already given the Crown Prince a chance. If the Crown Prince surrenders, out of consideration for the bond between father and son, he may still be allowed to die a natural death."

With a wave of his hand, someone came up carrying two bloody heads; it was none other than Young Master Xie and Wen Tangtang.

The crown prince's gaze fell on their faces, and he suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter tinged with madness.

What a touching father-son bond!

He suddenly drew his sword from the wall, the blade pointing directly at the commander: "Tell my father, I am not convinced."

"My lads, follow me and fight our way out of the Eastern Palace. I will personally go to the Emperor to demand justice."

Unfortunately, this was nothing more than a dying struggle—

That night, blood flowed like a river in the Eastern Palace.

Whether they were eunuchs, palace maids, or advisors to the crown prince, they were all executed.

The Empress has been placed under house arrest in the Jiaofang Palace.

What awaited her was nothing more than a cup of poison.

Blood splattered on the bright yellow curtains as the prince's body slowly collapsed.

But a strange smile played on his lips, and his voice was barely audible.

"Tell Father... Your son will go first... On the road to the Yellow Springs... I will wait for him..."

Clear foam...

Is it possible that your father is already on his way waiting for you?

The next day, the imperial court and the inner palace were in turmoil.

No one understood what had gotten into the emperor; overnight, he had massacred the Marquis's residence and the Eastern Palace.

Things are about to change.

Loyal ministers and generals stepped forward and knelt outside the Taiji Hall, requesting an audience with the emperor.

"Your Majesty! Marquis Xie has been loyal and virtuous for generations, and the Crown Prince is the heir apparent to the throne. How can he be dealt with so hastily!"

"Your Majesty, please see the truth and give your court officials an explanation."

However, inside the tightly closed palace doors, Qingmo sat on a couch, legs crossed, eating grapes.

She didn't care at all about the group of old fogies outside the palace.

We're all emperors now, we can bully whoever we want, so what the hell are you babbling about?

It annoyed her. So what if the dynasty was overthrown? She wouldn't die anyway.

"Your Majesty, why don't I go and kill them all? That way you won't have to worry about it."

Upon hearing this, it's no surprise that he's a sycophant.

At times like these, he always has to step in and act as a grand eunuch, otherwise people won't understand his importance.

Qingmo slowly stroked the jade thumb ring in her hand, her eyes filled with indifference.

"Go and lay out the evidence of the Xie family's collusion with the Crown Prince and their plot to rebel. If anyone still complains, let them all go down and keep the Crown Prince company!"

As for evidence, ha!

She said that if there was collusion, then there was collusion. If the emperor really wanted someone dead, why go through all that trouble?

The saying "When the emperor is angry, a million will die" is not just a figure of speech.

Perhaps only emperors who are sons-in-law, who have neither military power nor ability, are able to be controlled by their court officials.

The original owner had everything, but her mistake was that she trusted her son too much and was overconfident.

He was confident that the prince he had trained would never betray him, but the prince did just that.

In truth, whether the Crown Prince kills Wen Tangtang or not, he is doomed to die.

Letting him choose was just for fun.

It's great. It even brought out the love-struck young master Xie, and they ended up in one pot, which is absolutely wonderful.

"As you command!" Jue Er accepted the order and left.

Outside the palace, the officials who had been kneeling for several hours had numb knees and their official robes were soaked with sweat.

Prime Minister Wei Mingde looked up at the tightly closed palace doors, his eyes filled with worry.

He has known His Majesty since childhood, and it can be said that he is the person who knows His Majesty better than anyone else. It is truly unimaginable that His Majesty could do such a thing.

They executed the Crown Prince and the entire Xie family overnight, yet they didn't even have a decent charge against them.

"Prime Minister Wei, this is His Majesty's explanation to you."

Jue Er's shrill voice pierced the eardrums as he threw a stack of documents in front of the assembled officials.

Wei Mingde picked up the so-called "evidence" with trembling hands, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

These documents are riddled with errors and make no logical sense whatsoever.

Pei Heng is already the Crown Prince; how could he possibly collude with the Xie family to rebel? It simply doesn't make sense.

He looked up, about to argue, but saw Jue Er's cold gaze sweep over everyone.

"His Majesty said that anyone who raises objections will be punished as an accomplice."

Minister of War Zhang Huan suddenly stood up: "Absurd! The Xie family has been loyal and virtuous for generations. The Crown Prince is the foundation of the country. How can we convict him based on these forgeries!"

"Your Majesty is confused! How could Your Majesty execute the Crown Prince for these reasons? I am not convinced."

Jue Er's lips curled into a strange smile: "Lord Zhang, you have quite the courage."

He waved his hand lightly, and two guards grabbed Zhang Huan and dragged him outside.

"What are you trying to do? Release me!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! This old minister requests an audience with the Emperor!"

Zhang Huan's shouts came to an abrupt halt, followed by a muffled thud.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, which, combined with the sweltering heat of the summer, created a nauseating atmosphere.

"His Majesty does not like to hear rebuttals."

Jue Er stroked the sword with satisfaction, looked at the silent ministers, and turned to leave.

The Prime Minister and his ministers stared at Zhang Huan's unseeing corpse, remaining silent for a long time.

Your Majesty is probably no longer the wise and mighty emperor you once were!

He used his iron-fisted methods to intimidate everyone.