Chapter 397 - The Long Hidden Identity of Princess Royal (1/2)

Chapter 397 The Long Hidden Ident.i.ty of Princess Royal

“How… how did King Jin obtain that edict?” After a long while, Mo Xuetong finally found her voice, with her shocked eyes turning bright once more. She lifted up his head difficultly to ask Feng Yuran, a bitter smile pa.s.sing across her lips. The news was too incredulous.

Such an incredible edict placed King Jin in a position of definite victory. However, the late Emperor still won the throne. What exactly happened that made King Jin, who was so close to the throne, turn into a rebel!

Feng Yuran leaned back and pulled Mo Xuetong to his chest, patting her gently on the back of her hand. The gold and silver collar shone brightly on his purple coat, complementing his dazzling and emotionless gaze. He was as beautiful and composed as a painting.

“King Jin was incredibly powerful back then, with one of his spies next to the Emperor. He stole the empty edict out of the palace. However, the late Emperor caught wind of that and acted first, destroying King Jin manor. King Jin was caught off guard and could not retaliate. After searching King Jin manor, the edict and a personal seal of King Jin could not be found. The counsel of King Jin said that these two objects were hidden within a jade ornament, taken away by Consort Jin or Princess Shuanglan.”

“It had disappeared since then?” Mo Xuetong gasped heavily twice, asking with bewildered eyes.

King Jin was extremely bold to steal such an edict!

“No, that’s why they are searching for it.”

Mo Xuetong was silent as a chill ran up her heart. She felt her body turn cold at the thought of the empty edict with the late Emperor’s seal. It was an effective doc.u.ment that would be an official edict about succession if it landed into the hands of King Yan, King Chu or King Ning, where they would fill in their own name. No wonder the four great manors were all involved despite their influence.

With such a decree, anyone could become the Emperor officially. That surely enticed everyone!

“Your father supports you?” The bright and watery eyes shone of brilliance.

From the performance of Emperor Zongwen and the hidden power of Feng Yuran, it could be seen that Emperor Zongwen was most satisfied with this seemingly illegitimate King Xuan. Since Feng Yuran fooled others with his provocative ways, he allowed his soon to think that Feng Yuran had the least chance, making them fight amongst themselves.

The most popular candidates, Feng Yulei and Feng Yuxuan, were all covers for Feng Yuran. This Eighth Prince who was ignored by court officials was the one that Emperor Zongwen adored.

That was the method of Emperor Zongwen. Obviously, he succeeded!

No one treated Feng Yuran as a real opponent; they thought him a man to deal with casually. If they did become the emperor, every single one would love to have such a useless and arrogant brother, so as to gain a good reputation for themselves.

Mo Xuetong exclaimed at the cruelty Emperor Zongwen had to his other sons, and the love he had for Feng Yuran! She felt sadness and coldness as she realized that the family relations.h.i.+p in an imperial household was different from that of ordinary people.

“Only for his miserable guilt.” Feng Yuran pulled Mo Xuetong’s hand and explained coldly. He smiled coldly as his eyes shone devilishly under his long eyelashes, showing disdain beneath.

“Is Mother…” Mo Xuetong thought about it before biting her lips. However, she could not endure it and still asked carefully. That was the only reason why Feng Yuran had no grat.i.tude for Emperor Zongwen despite his love for him.

“Mother was poisoned. The imperial doctor in the palace lied to me when I was young and told me that Mother had died due to her poor health. However, I obviously saw the black blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. Mother died after eating the cakes that the Empress served, but he did nothing to avenge her.” Feng Yuran smirked, a tinge of hatred flas.h.i.+ng across his eyes.

“I was hiding beneath the bed and Mother asked me not to come out. I heard Mother thank the servant of the Empress and I heard her eat the cake. I was scared but I dared not come out. When Mother heard that the Empress had arrived, she pulled me in and reminded me with a frightened voice. That woman brought her men personally, and Mother died when they left.”

Feng Yuran’s cold dark pupils had no warmth within. His seductively handsome face had deep devilish hatred curved within. He was bloodthirsty like a blossoming flower, extracting the breathing of other people in one instant. Cold loneliness was hidden within his eyes as his words traveled far, as if he were talking about something unrelated to him.

He held a cold and bright smile!

Mo Xuetong’s heart hurt as she grabbed his hand. He was merely a little kid when he saw his mother swallow those deadly cakes. How much hatred and pain did he harbor?

“Mother will be glad that you want to avenge her.” Mo Xuetong hugged him and comforted him, kissing his slim lips voluntarily. Ding General Manor was a strong powerful ally that gave Emperor Zongwen power. Even if Emperor Zongwen did want to punish the Empress, he could not do that.

“If he had no ability to avenge Mother, I will do it.” Feng Yuran promised coldly as he grabbed Mo Xuetong’s hand tight. The Emperor said that Mother was the woman he loved the most yet he saw Mother die under his nose, agreeing to whatever the imperial doctor of the Empress said. If not for the fact that he feigned being poisoned too, he would not have survived in the harem as well.

Seeing his handsome eyes contain coldness and sharpness never seen before, with the light in his pupils dimming and filled with murderous intent and hatred. Mo Xuetong caressed his hand to comfort him and to attract his attention. He could not rush into revenge as Ding General Manor was still powerful now. He must plan this matter for a longer time.