The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 138 Burning the Chamber of Secrets
"What's the matter?" In the breeze, Wei Zhao smiled in his eyes, and there was a hint of disapproval in his tone, "I have been in more dangerous situations than this."

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Heaving a sigh of relief, Rong Jin also laughed, but soon a trace of unhappiness rose inexplicably in his heart.

There is actually someone in front of His Highness, kill him.

Not knowing what kind of evil thoughts came to someone's mind, Wei Zhao looked in the direction of the imperial study, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Looking at the direction of the black smoke, a killing intent flashed in Rong Jin's eyes very quickly, and he quickly hid it, "Go."

If someone wants to court death, His Highness will go there to see him off.

The fire has been extinguished, and all the people who participated in the birthday banquet tonight gathered together. Outside the imperial study room, there were a lot of imperial guards, all of them with serious expressions.

Wei Zhao and Rong Jin saw such a scene when they arrived, without the presence of Emperor Chu.

Rong Jin looked at the imperial study, which had never been so dilapidated, his eyes as dark as thick ink were terribly gloomy.

In the secret room of the imperial study, a man in a bright yellow dragon robe held a half-burned portrait in his hand, with a sad and mournful expression.

On the picture scroll, the woman's beautiful face was blurred by the fire, but she still did not hide her beauty.

The secret room, which was elegantly furnished in the past, is now in disarray. Burnt desks, calligraphy and paintings are scattered in a mess, and black water remains on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Chu's finger on the scroll moved slightly, his eyes burst out with shocking anger, and he flew up and kicked the woman in palace attire. Her body was like a piece of rag, hitting the wall and rolling down again. On the ground, a mouthful of blood protruded from his mouth, and he woke up slowly.

"Bold Mrs. Wang, who gave you the courage to set fire to the imperial study?" Chu Huang asked, gnashing his teeth. Wang, that is, Wang Guifei, was already dying at this time. Seeing Chu's grief-stricken look, he smiled idiotically. When she got up, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and Concubine Wang Guifei was hoarse and exhausted.

"Yun Xian'er, my whole life has been ruined by this woman. My emperor's son is dead, and I'm going to go. Why can she hang here safely? And that little bastard, I'm going If you can’t kill him, of course there are others—”

Before he finished speaking, the Emperor of Chu had already approached, stepped on Wang Guifei with a ferocious face, "From now on, there will be no more Wang family."

Holding the half-roll portrait in his hand, Emperor Chu staggered from his back.Behind him, Concubine Wang Guifei vomited blood, dying with regret.

As expected of a person who has sat on the throne for decades, Emperor Chu had already regained the image of a high and mighty emperor when he walked out of the secret room. If it wasn't for the disheveled hair and blood stained clothes, everything just now seemed to have never existed at all.

When the people waiting outside the imperial study room saw His Majesty appearing in this image, they all lowered their heads, wondering what happened in the imperial study room.

"The noble concubine, Wang, set fire to the imperial study, with the intention of plotting rebellion and depriving her of the title of noble concubine. The Wang family has evil intentions, and the whole family is beheaded."

With the order of the Emperor Chu, there will be no Wang family in Great Chu from then on.

A good birthday banquet ended with the whole family of the Wang family beheaded.

The Wang family is not a family of aristocratic family at all, because of the birth of a noble concubine, the noble concubine gave birth to a prince, and it gradually became prominent. Previously, the Wang family became a new nobleman of the dynasty, and it has only been a few years since the birth of a prince. Prince Gong died, the imperial concubine conspired against her, and the Wang family just disappeared.

On the way out of the palace, thinking of the picture scroll His Majesty held just now, Old Prime Minister Jiang sighed faintly.

(End of this chapter)