The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day

Chapter 111: Chapter 110: Killing Intent Draws Near at Midnight

The Empress Dowager said helplessly, ”I told Ziyan to enter the palace as a concubine and to stay by your side, but she was unwilling. What can I do?”

Upon hearing the Empress Dowager’s words, Rong Che did not blame Han Ziyan, and said harshly, ”If it weren’t for that traitor occupying the court, Ziyan wouldn’t like him. Isn’t it because he seems powerful? But that was snatched from me, it’s mine. Since he won’t return it to me, I can’t be blamed for taking action against him.”

Rong Che said this with a face full of hatred. The Empress Dowager looked at him and sighed, ”But since you are taking action, you should have finished it. How can you stop now when it’s a mess like this?”

The Empress Dowager was fiddling with her long nails while silently contemplating how to bring things to a close.

The Little Emperor coldly laughed with full momentum, ”Furong Drunk, is not easy to cure.”

The Empress Dowager rolled her eyes at the Little Emperor, ”You’re underestimating your Uncle.”

Upon hearing the Empress Dowager’s words, the Little Emperor’s momentum immediately vanished, and he turned to her, trembling with fear, ”Mother, what do you mean? He, could he still not die?”

After speaking, he started pacing back and forth in the grand hall in a panic, ”No, three days haven’t passed yet, he will surely die.”

The Empress Dowager looked at her son, thinking he was still too immature, ”If he really hasn’t found the antidote person, he should be staying hidden now, rushing to find someone who can detoxify him. The fact that he lets the news out, doesn’t he fear us sending people to intercept him to find the antidote person? Since he lets the news out, it indicates he has someone by his side who can detoxify him.”

This time, the Little Emperor’s face turned white, then blue, his body started trembling slightly, and he turned to the Empress Dowager, ”Mother, what should we do now?”

His voice trembled, the Empress Dowager glared at him in annoyance; she had always taught him not to act rashly, and now it seemed he had alerted the snake in the grass.

”Alright, what’s the use of panicking now? You can only send people into the Regent Prince Mansion to kill them all.”

”Mother, could you allocate a group of people to me, would that be alright?”

Rong Che looked at the Empress Dowager, pleadingly. He knew his mother had plenty of Death Warriors trained by the Su Family at Duke Dingguo Mansion.

Rong Che wanted a group of usable people from his mother to do things for him, so he tugged at Empress Dowager Su’s sleeve, pleading.

Empress Dowager Su glanced at him, raised her hand to touch his face, and sighed, ”Alright, handle it well.”

”Thank you, Mother.”

Rong Che happily withdrew, then Empress Dowager Su instructed a Hidden Guard from the shadows to immediately allocate a group of usable people to Rong Che.

That night, the Regent Prince Mansion was peaceful and tranquil; only patrolling guards occasionally moved about without any other figures in sight. The large mansion was quiet, without a hint of sound.

Until shadows swiftly descended from all directions; these shadows moved incredibly fast, with clear targets, heading straight for Rong Ling’s front courtyard.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the front courtyard was heavily surrounded by the shadows, and the sound of swords clashing pierced through the dark night.

The mansion was alerted everywhere, lights came on, and the Prince Mansion Guards rushed to the front courtyard.

The front courtyard was filled with the sound of killing; elsewhere, from masters to servants, everyone was trembling in fear.

In the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, Feng Qing had sensed the assassins’ intrusion into the mansion early on. Although the assassins made no sound at all, the dense killing intent was still perceptible to Feng Qing’s sensitive instincts; the killing intent was so intense it couldn’t be ignored.