65 Goodwill, even talking about liking it is not a good score, the best is just like having a good feeling.
Since the gentle consort is no longer Yè Běi Chén's true love, Yú Yǎo is also not interested in focusing on that woman.
Next, it's time to think about how to get rid of the Concubine Zhao.
The revenge for the humiliation of being exiled to the washing bureau and thrown into the arena still remains unrevenge. How can I not pay it back well?
Yú Yǎo was scheming in her mind about how to deal with Concubine Zhao.
Yè Běi Chén returned to the Zōng Níng Palace, still carrying a cold aura, the cold air around him was so strong that one could feel it from eighty miles away.
Under this situation, Yú Yǎo naturally cannot go forward to the crowd, and he is very witty and avoids far.
Fortunately, Yè Běi Chén did not call for her, but went back to the Imperial Study Hall alone to attend to his official business.
Inside the Imperial Study Hall.
The Eunuch Fu lifted the curtain and walked in, looking at Ye Beichen who sat at the imperial desk, reviewing and reviewing decrees.
Adjusting his expression, he bent down and walked to the front of the imperial desk, bowed respectfully, and said, "Your slave has seen the Emperor."
"Say!"
Yè Běi Chén, who heard the voice, did not raise his head and continued to review the documents in his hand. He spoke in a cold voice without any expression.
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Fu knew that the Emperor was not in a good mood. He dared not waste time and said, "Your Majesty, the matter that Your Majesty ordered me to investigate some time ago has been resolved. The results are all documented and await Your Majesty's inspection."
Yè Běi Chén looked up at Eunuch Fu and glanced at the documents he held. "Bring it here for me to see."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Eunuch Fu answered respectfully.
He then presented the documents in his hand, retreated promptly, and stood respectfully by the side.
Yè Běi Chén took the booklets and flipped through them casually. Upon seeing the contents inside, his expression grew even worse, bordering on grim.
"Pap!"
He flung the documents on the imperial desk and said angrily, "It seems like her style."
Seeing the Emperor's anger, Eunuch Fu bent his waist even lower and dared not speak a word.
At first, Yè Běi Chén thought the Emperor would have some instructions. However, after waiting for a while, he did not hear the Emperor speak.
When Eunuch Fu thought that the Emperor would not give any instructions.
Yè Běi Chén's deep voice drifted over, "Light the lanterns in the Yáo Huá Palace tonight."
Eunuch Fu knew that this meant that the Concubine Zhao was to be summoned for the Emperor's pleasure. However, today was the promotion day of Concubine Rou, and according to protocol, the Emperor should have gone to the Yongfu Palace. So, why did he go to Concubine Zhao's palace instead?
On the night of a concubine's promotion, as a matter of routine, the Emperor usually goes to sit for a while, unless there is something particularly important.
"Your Majesty, today is the celebration of Concubine Rou's promotion. Are you maybe..."
Eunuch Fu warned carefully.
He thought the Emperor had forgotten and wanted to remind him.
"I know!"
Yè Běi Chén furrowed his brow, and his voice had more impatience and coldness.
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Fu realized that he had spoken out of turn, and quickly closed his mouth without saying anything more.
If the Emperor knows but does not go, it means the Emperor does not want to go to the Yongfu Palace.
Yè Běi Chén continued to deal with the matters in his hands until the affairs were all dealt with. Then, he mounted his carriage and went to the Yáo Huá Palace.
Concubine Zhao was thrilled to learn that the Emperor was coming, so she hurried to the gate of the Yáo Huá Palace. As soon as she saw him, she bowed deeply and said respectfully.
"Your Majesty, your humble subject has seen the Emperor. May Your Majesty be happy and healthy."
"Stand up!"
Yè Běi Chén glanced at her, then stepped into the Yáo Huá Palace, turned around and sat on the soft couch.
Concubine Zhao took the tea offered by the girl with the silken lute and served it herself.
"Your Majesty has worked hard all day, have a cup of tea to moisturize."
Yè Běi Chén took the cup and gently sipped it from the corner of his mouth. As if casually, he asked, "I have heard that there is a maidservant named Qin Xīn in your palace. I've heard that her martial arts are quite remarkable?"
Concubine Zhao hesitated for a moment. Qin Xīn was a maid she had brought into the palace from her family, who usually did ordinary maid's work and had never shown any martial arts skills in public.
She was surprised. How did the Emperor know that Qin Xīn's martial arts skills were good and even asked about her arrival at the Yáo Huá Palace?
She had to suspect that Ye Beichen knew something about it, because Qin Xīn had helped her deal with many unsavory matters in secret. Now that she heard the Emperor asking about Qin Xīn, she couldn't help but suspect that Ye Beichen knew something.
"Why does Your Majesty ask about the maidservants in my palace today?"
Concubine Zhao tried her best to force a smile, but it was stiff.
Yè Běi Chén was as if he didn't see it, half leaning on the soft couch, half smiling and half frowning, "Nothing, I'm just curious. Since the person is in the Concubine's palace, call her over to see."
Concubine Zhao couldn't tell the Emperor's attitude, and she couldn't refuse either, so she could only send someone to fetch Qin Xīn.
After a moment!
Qin Xīn appeared a moment later. She bowed respectfully to Ye Beichen and said, "My humble servant has seen the Emperor. May the Emperor be happy and healthy."
Yè Běi Chén's gaze fell on her, his eyes cold. "You are Qin Xīn."
"Your servant is indeed me!"
Qin Xīn felt the coldness from the Emperor, and her heart was more and more nervous. However, she still answered respectfully.
Yè Běi Chén hooked his mouth, then turned away from Qin Xīn and issued a cold command, "Lĕngyīng, drag this useless dog slave out and cut him up to feed the dogs."
He seemed to be talking to the air, and his voice was cold and extreme.
"Yes, master!"
A sudden, eerie cold voice sounded, and at the same time, a black-clad man appeared out of nowhere in the hall.
Concubine Zhao panicked instantly when she saw the Emperor about to execute Qin Xīn.
She bit her lip so hard that her fingernails dug into the flesh, barely managing to control herself from standing up.
Qin Xīn was also frightened, and she knelt on the ground with a loud cry, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I don't know what crime I committed. Please show me."
Just as Qin Xīn finished begging for mercy, the hall fell into an eerie silence, where even the sound of a falling needle could be heard.
"You should not have laid hands on her, and even more so by the despicable means of a midnight attack. This is why I must kill you."
Yè Běi Chén glanced at the kneeling Qin Xīn in front of him and did not conceal anything, but did explain briefly.
Listening to Ye Beichen's words, the only shred of hope left in Concubine Zhao's heart instantly shattered, and she collapsed to the ground, her face pale and white.
She regrets not having ordered Qin Xīn to kill Yu Yǎo at that time.
Instead of throwing her into the arena, she gave that whore a chance to survive, and even met the Emperor.
Qin Xīn understood why the Emperor wanted to kill her, paused for a moment, and did not beg for mercy. She mainly knew that begging would be useless.
"I see. I should have killed her earlier."
A trace of regret appeared on Qin Xīn's face. It was clear that she also regretted not directly killing Yu Yǎo at the time.
Yè Běi Chén furrowed his brow, a displeased flash passing through his eyes, and said coldly, "What are you staring at? Do you think the Emperor should act himself?"
This sentence was clearly addressed to the nearby Lēngyīng.
"Yes, master!"
The Lĕngyīng tensed up, not daring to delay.
He walked up to Qin Xīn, hit her decisively with one hand, and shattered her head.
The pale head rolled to the feet of Concubine Zhao, the thick blood flowing onto her body, and the hem of her skirt wetting up a large area.
Concubine Zhao nearly screamed out loud, but she managed to control herself.
The Lēngyīng picked up Qin Xīn's head and picked up her body with a bow, then disappeared quickly.
It's clear that he was disposing of Qin Xīn's body to feed the dogs.
Thinking about Qin Xīn's fate, Concubine Zhao felt even more afraid and wanted to beg for mercy.
Concubine Zhao saw Ye Beichen walk in front of her, his tall shadow covering her. He stood still, as if staring at her, as if he was about to kill her in the next second.
Tears of terror streamed down her eyes, and she bit down on her lower lip tightly.
