Zhao Feihong spoke thus.
At that mont, it was as if a gust of cold wind swept through the hall.
Everyone felt a jolt of terror in their hearts.
No one had considered such a prospect, but Zhao Feihong’s sudden proclamation seed to render it suspicious.
After all, Empress Hejing had already fallen in battle, witnessed by the Bai Family’s army, so how could she possibly return to life?!
With the King of Chu harboring such hatred towards the Emperor, how could he genuinely save the Empress?
There’s a mystery!
"Zhao Feihong, be mindful of what you say! How dare you slander my Empress in such a manner!" Xiao Jinxing erupted in rage.
Suddenly, the overwhelming presence was even more terrifying than witnessing a fox demon.
Yet Zhao Feihong paid no heed to danger, and loudly declared, "Your Majesty, even if I lose my head today, for the sake of all, I must speak clearly! The Empress surviving such a fall from the city wall was already incredible, and Your Majesty just stated the Empress was severely injured, so how could she then give birth to your Prince? Furthermore, I truly find it hard to believe the Empress could perform facial reconstruction. At forty-two, I think I am worldly, yet I have never seen such a thing!"
"Lord Zhao." Before the Emperor could respond.
Song Yanqing stepped directly in front of him.
His face was veiled, an allowance by the Emperor permitting such ingress to the palace.
Zhao Feihong looked at Song Yanqing.
Song Yanqing abruptly tore off his veil.
The once hideous scar on his face remained as only a slight trace, flushed with so redness.
Zhao Feihong was shocked.
He had seen Song Yanqing’s scar, grotesquely twisting across half his face, ugly and terrifying; yet now, it was rely a red mark, and it was clear that once this redness faded, the skin would match his original complexion, and the scar would miraculously vanish.
"Does Lord Zhao find it hard to believe?" Song Yanqing asked.
Zhao Feihong quickly snapped back to reality.
Indeed, unable to comprehend.
"This scar was personally treated by the Empress!" Song Yanqing loudly proclaid to the civil and military officials.
Xie Ruotong also saw Song Yanqing’s face.
In recent tis, he had avoided her, and they had never t face-to-face at the General Mansion.
Even in chance encounters.
Song Yanqing would vanish before her like a mouse fleeing from a cat.
She thought Song Yanqing had grown tired of their estranged relationship and thus opted not to see her.
It turns out, he had simply been dealing with his scar.
Had it not been for Zhao Feihong cornering him today, he might have waited until the scar fully disappeared before showing himself to her.
Xie Ruotong withdrew her gaze, refraining from further scrutiny.
With resonant and resolute tones, Song Yanqing declared, "Never doubt the Empress’s dical skills!"
The civil and military officials listened to Song Yanqing’s assertion, glanced at his face, and nodded in agreent.
"Your Majesty, you cannot be swayed by Song Yanqing’s singular voice! Yes, the Empress possesses exceptional dical skills, but have you not wondered, Your Majesty, if her transcendent abilities indicate she might not be human?" Zhao Feihong, as if driven to desperation, spoke even more audaciously!
"Impudence!" Xiao Jinxing’s face chilled to the extre, "Such slander against the Empress is unforgivable, take him away, behead him imdiately!"
"Your Majesty, I am loyal, striving only to prevent Your Majesty from following King Zhou’s path, becoming a fatuous ruler, losing the Xiao Family’s realm, and condemning the Daxuan dynasty..." Zhao Feihong’s tremulous and despairing voice echoed within the hall.
"Stop!" An Ning suddenly interjected.
The Imperial Guard glanced at the Emperor, not daring to act autonomously.
Xiao Jinxing turned his gaze towards An Ning.
An Ning rely wished to observe the spectacle.
Whether or not she beca Empress mattered little to her.
Yet being wrongfully accused of being a fox spirit was beyond her tolerance.
After all, this implicated her two children as monsters.
"Your Majesty, executing Lord Zhao at this mont will make us appear guilty." An Ning spoke frankly.
Xiao Jinxing pursed his lips.
Slowly ordered, "Release him!"
The Imperial Guard, upon receiving the command, loosened their grip on Zhao Feihong.
"Lord Zhao, how do you propose I prove to you that I am not the fox spirit you claim?" An Ning asked Zhao Feihong.
Zhao Feihong seed well prepared.
He said, "I have heard from the Xuzhou region that once a hunter captured a fox demon, they knew that fox demons possess a unique ability, uncommon among regular people. Simply test this, and it’ll be clear if the Empress is a fox demon."
"What ability?" An Ning raised an eyebrow.
Curious to see just how crafty Bai Mowan could be.
"Fox demons have a self-healing ability." Zhao Feihong declared loudly, "If injured, their bodies heal swiftly. Therefore, if the Empress cuts her finger, it can prove whether she is a fox demon or not!"
An Ning’s eyes narrowed.
Directly staring at Bai Mowan.
At this mont, Bai Mowan was indeed fully focused, sensing An Ning’s gaze, she looked directly back.
Her eyes undisguised in their malice.
Even now, deliberately provoking An Ning.
With a face full of triumph.
An Ning internally scoffed.
Years ago in Beimu Country, during captivity, Bai Mowan had witnessed her wounds heal.
Therefore, today she used this thod to render her defenseless.
Should her wound heal automatically, beyond reason, she would be certified as a fox demon, and not only would she fail to beco Empress, she would be executed imdiately.
Bai Mowan orchestrated such an elaborate drama.
Choosing such a mont, convinced she would inevitable achieve great victory?
In truth.
An Ning had to admit Bai Mowan’s cunning.
She had anticipated what An Ning hadn’t considered.
Yet unfortunately.
Luck was not on Bai Mowan’s side.
"Your Majesty!" Before Xiao Jinxing or An Ning could speak, Gu Xingchuan stepped forward.
Having patiently endured, he had reached his limit.
He knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "How can the Empress’s esteed body be subject to such harm, I implore Your Majesty not to be deceived by rumors. In this world, there are no monsters or demons, rely tales fabricated for leisure alongside als, within the noble halls of the Imperial Palace, in the distinguished presence of civil and military officials, how could we be compared to common folk, falling for such superstitious beliefs!"
"Lord Gu has always been close to the Empress, could it be that Lord Gu is concealing sothing for the Empress?!" Zhao Feihong pressed relentlessly.
Bai Mowan’s sinister grin widened.
Gu Xingchuan and Ye Qichi were trusted associates, Gu Xingchuan undoubtedly knew Ye Qichi’s physical condition.
Yet presently, even one as composed as Gu Xingchuan was feeling such discomfort, solely indicating that what she observed in the Beimu Country prison concerning Ye Qichi’s self-healing ability was no illusion.
She did not necessarily believe Ye Qichi was a demon, for if there truly existed mythical powers, Ye Qichi’s combat prowess would not be so weak.
Nonetheless, as long as Ye Qichi’s body differed from ordinary people, she could dethrone Ye Qichi from her Empress position.
She could hardly wait to see Ye Qichi disgraced and ruined, her reputation in tatters!
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