lcionline Chapter 267 Let's send it to the Duke of Wei's mansion!
Chapter 267 Let's send it to the Duke of Wei's mansion!
Why should that old bastard, the Duke of Wei, get a grandson for nothing?
But seeing his daughter in such pain and hearing her cries of near collapse, all of Prince Yong's anger and resentment ultimately turned into a heavy sigh.
He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was heartache and helplessness towards his daughter.
"Alright... Father promises you."
His voice was hoarse and dry.
"Whatever you say."
The old woman standing to the side had a glint in her eyes and immediately stepped forward, carefully taking the swaddling clothes from the midwife's hands.
He lowered his voice and said, "Princess, rest assured, this old servant will send the young master to the Duke of Wei's mansion right away."
The nanny, holding the child, turned and left quickly, as if afraid that if she was even a step too late, things would change.
The baby seemed to sense something, squirming restlessly in the nanny's arms and letting out a weak cry.
The crying was like a fine needle piercing Lin Xingyao's heart.
She lay in bed, staring at the top of the tent, tears silently streaming down her face, soaking her pillowcase.
Having just experienced the pain of childbirth, she now faces the sorrow of separation from her child.
Her heart felt as if a piece had been hollowed out, leaving only endless desolation and coldness.
Inside the Duke of Wei's mansion, the air seemed to freeze, so stuffy that it was hard to breathe.
The Duke of Wei, dressed in a worn-out casual robe, sat slumped in the main seat, his temples seemingly adorned with a few more strands of white frost.
His recent demotion weighed heavily on his mind, leaving him feeling listless all day.
Thinking of his good-for-nothing son, Wei Qiming, now being taken to the mine by soldiers to do hard labor...
Ugh……
The Duchess of Wei sat to one side, her eyes slightly red, her well-maintained face unable to conceal her haggard appearance.
She felt sorry for her son's suffering, but in the middle of the night, she couldn't help but reflect on it.
If his parents hadn't spoiled him so much since he was a child, indulging him in everything, how could he have become so unruly and ultimately caused such a disaster?
This mix of regret and worry made her restless.
Just then, a soft footstep broke the silence.
An elderly woman dressed in a respectable manner, carrying a swaddled baby, walked in quickly, her face bearing a deliberately cheerful expression.
"Congratulations, Your Excellency! Congratulations, Your Excellency!"
The old woman's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet hall.
"The princess has given birth to a healthy baby boy, and both mother and child are doing well."
The Duchess of Wei suddenly raised her head, a flash of astonishment in her eyes, which then turned into unbelievable ecstasy.
She almost staggered to her feet, rushed forward, and tried to take the child with trembling hands.
"Quick...quick, let me see!"
The Duke of Wei was also jolted out of his dejection, abruptly stood up, and took a few steps to approach him.
The nanny carefully handed the swaddled baby into the lady's arms.
The Duke of Wei eagerly lifted a corner of the package, revealing a wrinkled but rosy little face.
A wide smile instantly bloomed on his tense face, filled with a long-lost sense of joy.
"Haha! Okay! Okay!"
He couldn't help but rub his hands together, his voice trembling slightly.
"My Wei family has an heir! I, Wei Zheng, have a grandson!"
This unexpected good news was like a ray of light, temporarily dispelling the gloom that had hung over the mansion.
Lady Wei, holding the soft little life in her arms, finally couldn't hold back her tears, but they were tears of joy.
She carefully examined the baby's features, a smile playing on her lips, and whispered to her husband.
"Master, look at this child..."
Her voice carried a hint of surprise and relief.
"Those eyebrows and eyes look so much like Qiming when he was a child!"
When his son was mentioned, the smile on the Duke of Wei's face faded a little, but when he looked at his grandson who looked so much like his son, his eyes still showed a bit more warmth and expectation.
Meanwhile, deep within the palace, the atmosphere was entirely different.
Inside the pilgrimage temple, the flickering candlelight illuminated two opposing figures.
The emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, his face calm and his gaze deep as he looked down at the people below.
Dr. Qian was dressed in a plain long robe. He was thin, but stood straight, his eyes surging with an overwhelming hatred that seemed to devour anyone.
The air was thick with the silent smoke of gunpowder.
"His Majesty."
Dr. Qian's voice was hoarse, filled with deep-seated hatred.
"You have already acknowledged the matter concerning the Eldest Princess."
"Then, were my thirteen-member Tian family also murdered by your secret agents afterward, to prevent future troubles?"
Every word was like a poisoned ice pick, piercing straight to the heart.
The emperor met his bloodshot gaze and slowly shook his head.
"The massacre of the Tian family was not committed by me."
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Dr. Qian let out a short, bitter laugh.
"Not you? Besides you, who else would be so wary of the Tian family, and who else has the ability to do it so cleanly and efficiently?"
He didn't believe it.
In his view, after the emperor got rid of the eldest princess, he would inevitably eliminate all potential acquaintances and kill everyone who might know the inside story or be related to her.
The emperor leaned slightly forward, his gaze sharp. "I have no reason to lie to you about this matter."
“The eldest princess plotted against the country, and I killed her for the sake of the nation. I accept this.”
"But if I truly did what happened to the Tian family, I will admit it. Why should I try to deny it?"
Gu Junze, who was standing to the side, observed in silence.
At that moment, he realized that the emperor's words were not without reason.
Given the emperor's status and style of conduct, since he has already admitted to plotting to murder the eldest princess, such a shocking and earth-shattering event is indeed a serious matter!
There is really no need to lie for a Tian family that has already been destroyed.
This seems illogical.
The emperor's thoughts seemed to drift back to many years ago.
“I remember that Tian Yuanzheng retired to his hometown back then.”
His voice was low and reminiscent.
"Before leaving the capital, I also bestowed upon him a considerable sum of silver so that he could live out his remaining years in comfort."
"Unexpectedly, his entire family was brutally murdered on their way back home."
This matter caused some ripples in the imperial court back then, but it was eventually dropped due to the loss of clues.
When Dr. Qian heard the words "retire to his hometown," his eyes flickered.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.
If... if the massacre of the Tian family really has nothing to do with the case of the eldest princess...
"Then there must be other reasons..."
He forced out those words through gritted teeth, his hatred not dissipating, but replaced by a layer of confusion and deeper pain.
Who is it? Who is it?!
The emperor, seeing the pain and hatred churning in his eyes, gave a deep order.
"Preach my will."
"The Ministry of Justice, the Court of Judicial Review, and the Censorate shall conduct a joint trial and immediately reopen the investigation into the massacre of the Tian family!"
"We must find out the truth, give Dr. Qian the money, and also give an explanation to the Tian family who died unjustly!"
The emperor's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying the force of thunder.
Investigate this case thoroughly.
These four words, like a thunderclap, cleaved through the fog that had shrouded Dr. Qian's mind for many years.