Noble Consort Ruan's flawless expression finally cracked a crack at this moment. Facing the Emperor's questioning gaze, she trembled and touched her bulging belly. She slowly bent her knees and knelt in front of the Emperor. When she raised her head again, two lines of tears fell down.
"That's right, the miracle was indeed done by me …"
Her beautiful face was like a white peony that had been hit by rain. It was so beautiful that it made one's heart ache. "But I also admired His Majesty, so I had no choice but to do it. Three years ago, I, your concubine, received the decree to be selected and stepped into this Huang Huang Palace. The moment I saw His Majesty, I could not control my heart and was unable to control myself … At that moment, I knew that the high and mighty, incomparably dignified man was the only person I could rely on in my life, and also the only god in my heart … However, there are really too many women in the palace. Every one of them is gorgeous and dazzling, every one of them has a prominent family background, and every one of them is more dazzling than me. In these three years, the number of times I saw His Majesty could be counted on one hand. I've paced back and forth outside your palace countless times, from dawn to late at night, hoping to catch a glimpse of you, but I've been driven away countless times … And I've even secretly watched you enter the palaces of other concubines countless times, smiling and speaking gently, but you've never once turned around to see that I'm right behind you … That kind of feeling, really made my heart break. So, I had no choice but to use an unconventional method and fake that miracle. At that time, my heart was nervous as if I was walking on the edge of a knife and in a sea of fire. I was afraid that if I failed, I would be smashed to pieces. But the moment His Majesty turned around and looked at me, I thought that even if I died, it would be worth it … "
If swords and spears were the weapons of warriors on the battlefield, then for a woman, tears were her best weapon. Moreover, this woman's stomach was carrying his child.
In the end, the Emperor couldn't bear it and reached out his hand to her: "Beloved concubine, why do you have to do this …"
Consort Nguyễn still refused to get up. She bit her lip and said: "Deceiving His Majesty is indeed my fault. My death is not regrettable. But if you say that I am a prostitute in disguise, that is simply a great injustice. This concubine will never admit it!"
Today was a rare good day. The Golden Crow above his head was unbridled and arrogant. The entire scene was deathly silent. No one dared to wade into this muddy water again as they were deeply afraid that this continuous and incessant raging fire would burn them in the end.
Only Xiahou Qing, under the care of Jiusi, calmly sat on the brocade seat. He lightly coughed twice, still lazily playing with the finger bone in his hand. He calmly opened his mouth and said, "Ning Shu, do you know that slandering the Imperial Consort is a capital offense?"
Ning Shu bent her knees and bowed to him, as well as to everyone present. She said word by word, "I understand."
"Then do you know that if you can't produce conclusive evidence, you might not be able to leave Phoenix Terrace alive today?"
"Replying to Your Highness, if I was afraid of death, then I wouldn't have appeared on Phoenix Terrace today. As for the evidence … "Ning Shu carefully took out the old painting that was stained with blood from her sleeve and slowly opened it in front of everyone.
It was truly an extremely beautiful painting. In the painting, there were two young women gently swinging on a swing. They were smiling sweetly and looked around. No one could recognize the younger one, but the slightly older one looked extremely similar to the Imperial Concubine!
This …
"Imperial Concubine niangniang, do you know where this little girl found this painting? In the arms of Niinu's corpse. The little sister that you once cared for, even at the last moment, tightly held this painting of you and your sister in her arms, unwilling to let go! "
The moment she saw the painting, Consort Nguyễn's expression stiffened. However, she quickly adjusted herself and coldly smiled, "What does where I found it have to do with me? My Yue has millions of people. It's not strange for there to be a few who look similar! If you want to associate me with some brothel courtesan just based on this painting, then that's simply the most absurd thing in the world! I remember that you just said that Miss Yu Zao had died in the hands of the bandits of Flame Breath Mountain before she even stepped into the capital. Why are you now saying that she has become me? Isn't this contradictory? Moreover, my body hasn't been good since I was young. I was raised in Shaoyang's hometown, which is thousands of li away from Qingzhou. It's in a completely different direction. A few days after I returned to the capital, I was chosen to enter the palace as an imperial consort. What chance did I have to be replaced by someone else? "
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