The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 871

Chapter 871: 401 End (first update)_2

Following that, the old marquis went to the emperor to report back, repeating Gu Chengfeng’s statement. He was probably worried that the emperor might become suspicious as to why their family’s child would hide his talents, whether there was some secret scheme at play.

After the incident with the Quiet Empress Dowager, the old marquis clearly felt that the emperor no longer trusted him as much as before.

The emperor was still immersed in the immense joy of possibly being the birth son of the empress dowager and had no time to doubt this or that. He commended Gu Chengfeng and praised the old marquis for his exemplary instruction.

The matter with the Quiet Empress Dowager being the remnants of the previous dynasty did not require any further evidence. Her guilt was established, especially because she had stolen the late emperor’s decree and plotted against the dowager empress of the nation. Her sins were grievous, unforgivable.

If the Quiet Empress Dowager really had taken Dowager Empress Zhuang to the border pass, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The dowager empress’s life would be in danger, the royal family’s dignity would be swept away, the morale of the military officers would weaken... The lands of Zhan Country would fall into unprecedented turmoil.

This time, the emperor had no mercy typical of a woman.

He went to the room where the Quiet Empress Dowager was held.

The Quiet Empress Dowager had stopped struggling; she sat lifelessly in her chair, like an empty shell with a dull expression.

The emperor glanced over her wrists, rubbed raw and bloody from the ropes due to her struggle, said nothing, and asked Eunuch Wei to bring the items in.

It seemed the Quiet Empress Dowager finally snapped back to reality. She turned her face, still wet with tears yet to dry, and said with a hoarse voice, "Honghong..."

The emperor said with disgust, "Don’t call me Honghong. You are not worthy."

The Quiet Empress Dowager laughed self-mockingly and looked at the emperor, "Honghong, you are only disgusted with mother concubine because you’ve been drugged. Once the drug wears off, you’ll realize that in your heart, your mother concubine is a hundred, a thousand times more important than that woman Zhuang Jinse!"

The emperor’s gaze was as cold as the winter wind, "You’re wrong! Drug or no drug, I will never trust you again, nor will I ever regard you as my real mother again!"

"Is that so?" The Quiet Empress Dowager laughed twice, revealing an innocent yet crazed look, "Then what are you here for? Do you wish to interrogate me? I’m afraid you will be disappointed; I will not say anything."

The emperor knew she would react this way. The descendants of the previous dynasty’s loyal servants would naturally have their resolve. He did not expect to get any information from her, "I am here to see you on your last journey."

The Quiet Empress Dowager’s body stiffened slightly.

Eunuch Wei stepped forward holding a tray, upon which rested a bottle of poison and a strip of white silk.

Unable to laugh anymore, the Quiet Empress Dowager said, "Are you really... so heartless... You and your father... both so heartless... you... you..."

She did not cry, but large tears fell.

The emperor was unmoved: "As mother and son, this is the last bit of dignity I offer you."

"Dignity? You killed your mother... and you still talk of dignity!" The Quiet Empress Dowager spat vehemently, bursting into a hysterical laugh, "You truly are your father’s own son... You will have retribution... You will have retribution!"