0p0 Chapter 239: Assassinated
Chapter 239: Assassinated
Chapter 239 Assassination
Cao, the imperial son-in-law, trembled all over.
It feels like my body is being bitten by millions of ants.
It felt like someone was choking me, making it hard to breathe.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest, and he felt weak all over, collapsing to the ground.
His pupils dilated as he stared at Princess Yuqing in terror.
He gripped her skirt tightly, "Jiayue..."
“Jiayue… Jiayue is innocent…”
"Princess, please spare her."
Princess Yuqing drew the guard's longsword and cut off the corner of his robe.
She glanced coldly at the people groveling and begging on the ground, and continued what she hadn't finished saying earlier, "Don't worry, I'm not as inhuman as you. I wouldn't lay a hand on a three-year-old child. You're lucky you don't know the pain of losing a child."
"But I will not let anyone who caused the separation of my daughter and me go. Your mother, Madam Cao, should perhaps experience the pain of losing a child herself in order to know how much pain I am in right now."
The Imperial Son-in-Law Cao looked up at the woman, whose sorrow was tinged with anger.
He felt that this anger would burn everything, burn everything he cared about. As if possessed, he snatched the sword from her hand and stabbed it into his chest.
“Princess… if someone must pay for your daughter’s life, then let it be me…”
……
The next morning.
After it snowed all night.
The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
White banners were hung at the Cao residence.
On their way to fetch their daughter, Consort Cao and Princess Yuqing encountered assassins, and Consort Cao was tragically killed.
Both the princess and the young princess were injured and returned to the princess's residence to recuperate.
They didn't come until the day of the memorial service.
Madam Cao, an elderly woman who had lost her son, wept so much that she almost fainted.
She sat alone in the mourning hall, wailing, "My son, my only son! How could you bear to leave your mother like this? How could you bear to leave behind your poor child, Jia Yue..."
Princess Yuqing stood before her and said calmly, "Mother-in-law, please accept my condolences. Your husband was worried when he saw you so grieving."
Madam Cao looked up at her and said, "It was you. It was you who sent Jiayue to Jiangzhou. Otherwise, how would Chong'er have gone to pick her up and how would he have encountered the assassins? It was all your fault. Those assassins must have been after you. You are arrogant and domineering and have offended many people. It must have been your enemies who came to seek revenge, which is why Chong'er was implicated."
"It's all your fault that Chong'er is in trouble..."
Princess Yuqing pinched herself, tears welling up instantly. Supporting Madam Cui, she whispered in her ear, "Mother-in-law, Cao Chong was my husband. I am the eldest princess of the Great Liang Dynasty, so it was only right that he protected me. He died a worthy death."
"You...you...how could you say such a thing?" Madam Cao stared at her with wide eyes.
Princess Yuqing looked aggrieved, tears streaming down her face as she wiped them away, saying, "Mother, please accept my condolences. It's all my fault. I failed to protect my husband..."
"Your Highness, please accept my condolences. Don't cry and ruin your health."
"Your Highness, how could it be your fault? It's just that the Prince Consort was unlucky..."
"Your Highness, please accept my condolences..."
A group of noble ladies who came to pay their respects surrounded the princess, offering words of comfort and wiping away her tears with handkerchiefs.
They almost forced Madam Cao out of the mourning hall.
Madam Cao was so angry she nearly fell backward.
Are these sycophantic women here to offer condolences or to curry favor with Princess Yuqing?
Princess Yuqing pushed through the crowd, walked to her side, hugged her tightly, and cried in her ear.
"Mother, please accept my condolences. You still have Yuqing and Jiayue. Don't grieve too much..."
"Jiayue... how is Jiayue?" Madam Cao tried to break free from her, but she couldn't move.
"How badly is Jia Yue injured? I need to see her."
Ah, Jia Yue!
Her granddaughter, her only granddaughter.
My son's only bloodline.
Princess Yuqing whispered in her ear, "Mother, Jiayue is doing well... How are you? Are you sad and heartbroken that your son is dead?"
"We're in the same boat. I also lost a child. I lost her right after giving birth to her. It was my fault for not protecting her..."
Princess Yuqing wept, wept bitterly.
She cried so bitterly that the ladies who were trying to comfort her were moved and couldn't help but wipe away their own tears.
Madam Cao's entire body stiffened.
She stared in horror at Princess Yuqing, who was perched on her shoulder.
A thunderbolt struck my mind.
What did she just say?
Sympathetic?
Losing a child...
She...she found out?
The pain of losing a child!!
The pain of losing a child!!
The son didn't die from an assassination?
It was Princess Yuqing…it was her revenge, she killed Chong'er.
"It was you, you poisonous woman who killed my son! I want you to pay for my son's life..." Madam Cao grabbed Princess Yuqing's neck like a madwoman.
"She's gone mad! Madam Cao is furious! Someone come quick!"
The mourning hall immediately descended into chaos.
The ladies quickly restrained Madam Cao, looked at Princess Yuqing, and asked her what to do.
"Take her back inside and keep a close watch on her. Don't let her come out again, lest she hurt someone."
Princess Yuqing was panting heavily, clutching her neck.
He looked at Madam Cao with a smile in his eyes.
As soon as Madam Cao left the hospital, she was gagged and taken back to her room.
“Sister…” Prince Jing heard the commotion inside and rushed in, taking his elder sister away from the crowd and scolding her, “Sister, you’re taking too much risks. If someone discovers something amiss, those censors will impeach you to death.”
"What does it have to do with me? The prince consort committed suicide." Princess Yuqing touched her neck, which felt spicy.
"That old woman is quite strong; she almost strangled me to death!"
Prince Jing looked at his sister with heartache, took out some ointment from his bosom, and had a maid apply it to her.
"Sister, has Granny Yan confessed yet? Does she know where she sent the child? Is she... is she still alive?"
Princess Yuqing took a deep breath.
He said firmly, "That old woman will confess; her family is in my hands now..."
My daughter must still be alive.
She was the eldest princess of the Great Liang Dynasty. That person... dedicated most of his life to the Great Liang Dynasty, working tirelessly and selflessly for the common people.
She couldn't believe their daughter had left so easily.
My daughter must still be alive.
……
"Ah..."
"Achoo... Achoo..."
Jiang Miaomiao, who was about to eat, sneezed several times in a row.
Lu Qingyao nervously draped a small woolen cloak over her and said sternly, "It's still chilly in spring, you can't just take off your clothes, you'll get sick."
"I understand, Auntie."
Jiang Miaomiao smiled sweetly and rubbed against her mother like a kitten.
It was sunny and bright at midday, so she wasn't cold at all.
But I sneezed so many times.
Either someone misses her, or she has rhinitis.
Spring is just around the corner and the flowers will be in bloom.
The season of growth and renewal is also a season when old ailments are easily triggered.
But it is also the time when heaven and earth are in harmony, and yin and yang are in transition.
……