The deposed empress married a prince, and the dog emperor wept with regret!

Chapter 125 The King and Queen seem to be dead!

For more than a decade, Yongle was a spoiled princess. Although she never killed anyone, she did commit many evil deeds.

The Fang Wencai affair was the first time she truly understood what it meant for power to control one's destiny. She didn't personally kill this scumbag, but as long as she let the rumors out, many people eager to curry favor with her, the young princess, would go after Fang Wencai.

Even if the Fang family finds out, what can they do? They can't even protect themselves right now.

But now that Song Yaozhu is telling her that she is going to kill someone, she is still afraid.

Especially Song Yaozhu's expression and tone, they were so natural, so natural that it seemed she had the ability to control a person's life and death.

"What are you thinking?" Song Yaozhu glared at her contemptuously. "You don't even need me to lift a finger; you'll just die of stupidity sooner or later."

"..."

Yongle slammed his fist on the table in anger, “You! How dare you insult me!”

Song Yaozhu placed the miniature knife on the table and asked again, "I have no one else I can trust. Will you help me?"

"I know you're going to kill someone, how can I live if I don't help you!" Yongle said angrily, crossing her arms and saying, "I won't kill anyone, but I can help you bury the body!"

She didn't want her hands stained with blood, only to be haunted by vengeful ghosts in the middle of the night. For the sake of sisterhood, wasn't helping her bury the body more than kind enough?

Song Yaozhu chuckled lightly and tossed the tiny knife into her arms, which she caught in a fluster.

"This is for your self-defense."

Silly girl, killing is easy, but burying the body is difficult.

Yongle scoffed, somewhat disdainful of the small dagger, but still played with it with it with obvious affection. The handle was smooth and easy to hold, but the blade was too short, only a finger's length, not even long enough to stab a person through; at best, it could only slice off chunks of flesh.

After returning home, Yongle couldn't sleep for several days. She didn't know who Song Yaozhu wanted to kill and hadn't given her any news for days. She was so anxious that she wanted to go and ask her who she wanted to kill so that she could finish the job for her and stop her from worrying about it.

With the Qixi Festival fast approaching, the entire Summer Palace was bustling with activity. Lanterns were hung everywhere, and the Imperial Concubine even had a lantern mountain erected throughout the palace, creating a long lantern street.

At night, the lights illuminate the night sky, making the entire Summer Palace as bright as day, exceptionally beautiful.

All the female relatives accompanying the emperor dined with the imperial concubine. After the meal, everyone moved to the courtyard, where a long table was set up with silver needles and silk threads.

Today is the Qixi Festival, a day to pray to the Weaver Girl for skill. Girls will thread silk threads through silver needles under the moonlight to show off their dexterity.

"This isn't a contest of dexterity, it's clearly a contest of who has better eyesight!" Yongle said indignantly.

She participated in this event once after she came of age, but unfortunately, her eyesight was not very good at night. Even though the courtyard was brightly lit, she still failed to thread the silk thread through the eye of the needle that day, and was ridiculed by the noble ladies of the capital for a long time!

Song Yaozhu turned her head to look at her, "It's one thing to call unmarried girls like you here for something like this, but what's the point of calling someone like me here?"

"We can't have too many more!"

Song Yaozhu remained silent.

In the courtyard, the unmarried young ladies were threading needles under the moonlight, showcasing their "skill and dexterity." Gao Ping, standing at the head of the table, praised the other girls. However, Mo Yu, who was always by her side, was nowhere to be seen.

Song Yaozhu withdrew her gaze and looked at Song Wenyue, who was sitting in the distance on the veranda drinking tea.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous little palace maid appeared beside Song Yaozhu. Not only did Song Yaozhu not pay attention to her, but no one else did either. Everyone was focused on watching the girls in the room.

Only when the palace maid spoke did Song Yaozhu become aware of her presence.

"Your Highness, the Prince has sent me to invite you to go out and see the lanterns."

Song Yaozhu hummed in agreement and said, "Lead the way."

She had already told Xie Liwei before leaving home today that something might happen tonight and she would be back late. If the two of them needed to meet, they should communicate with a code word first.

The young palace maid didn't use any code words, so it must have been someone else looking for her.

She followed the young palace maid out of the backyard. When they reached the second gate, the maid suddenly turned around and said, "Your Highness, the Prince said he wants to spend some time alone with you, so please tell them to go back first."

Such a flimsy excuse is unbelievable.

Song Yaozhu waved her hand and said to Caijin and Caiyin, "You two go back first."

Cai Jin and Cai Yin looked worried, but Song Yaozhu wouldn't allow them to refuse. She made a gesture, and the two understood and left.

Caijin and Caiyin turned around together, one going to find Xie Liwei and the other going to find Yongle.

Song Yaozhu followed the maid for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Didn't we just leave through the second gate? Why did you turn back to the backyard?"

The young palace maid seemed surprised that she knew the way, and turned to look at her in astonishment, her body trembling.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, this servant..."

"Lead the way," she interrupted, seemingly unwilling to delve deeper.

The young palace maid was filled with unease, realizing that she had been exposed. However, the carefree princess did not seem to intend to expose her. What was her purpose? She led Song Yaozhu out through the side gate. There were guards outside the gate, but they let them pass after seeing the token handed over by the young palace maid.

Song Yaozhu remembered this road; it led to the lake. And the lantern street was indeed set up by the lake.

As she approached the lake, she could see the towering lantern mountain in the distance; it was indeed magnificent and beautiful, but a pity.

"Your Highness, please come this way." The little palace maid led her tremblingly to a courtyard by the lake.

There is a row of empty houses here, which were originally intended for guests who were tired from boating. There are usually no people here.

Song Yaozhu followed without suspicion, making the little palace maid's heart pound. Her scalp tingled with anxiety; she didn't know what to do next.

When she reached the courtyard, she heard Song Yaozhu ask again, "And then? Who's waiting for me inside?"

The palace maid could no longer hold back and knelt down with a thud, crying, "This servant didn't know! This servant's task was only to let the princess into the room!"

"Oh? You don't need to drug me?"

"Yes, there is tea and incense prepared."

Song Yaozhu snorted and bent down to say to her, "Go and call Mo Yu here, and I will spare your life."

The young palace maid's pupils widened, completely unexpected that she would know who had ordered her to do this.

The young palace maid swallowed hard, her voice trembling with fear, and stammered, "No, Aunt Mo Yu won't let me off the hook!"

"What makes you think I'll spare you?" She kicked her in the chest. "If you behave, I can send you out tonight. If you don't, I'll make sure your family meets you on the road to the underworld!"

The young palace maid scrambled to her feet in pain and ran out in a panic.

Tsk, that's all the tricks they have in the harem.

Mo Yu had already returned to the Consort's side. Seeing the little palace maid running back in a panic, she frowned.

She pulled the person to a secluded spot and asked, displeased, "What's wrong?"

"Auntie, the King... the Queen seems to be dead!" The little palace maid's face was full of panic, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she spoke.

Mo Yu's expression changed drastically, and she asked, "What happened!"

"I gave her water and lit the sleeping potion as you instructed, but after a short while the princess started convulsing and foaming at the mouth. When I touched her, she was already dead!"

Mo Yu gripped her wrist tightly. "I'll go take a look!"