Chapter 568: It's your parents who made my child die a miserable death

In Li Qingluo's deep yet icy-cold gaze, the Qin King felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Damn MiaoJiang witchcraft, it's all a trick to deceive people!"

Li Qingluo impatiently gave Sha san a glance.

Sha san swiftly cut off the Qin King's own robe, rolled it into a ball, and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth, completely silencing him.

"I already think you're a bit fried."

"But don't rush, I'll still give you a chance to speak."

"But for now, first shut your stinking mouth!"

"Otherwise, I'll just cut off your tongue, serve it as a cold dish for the Fourth Prince to eat as a snack!"

The Qin King's eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

His whole body struggled and twisted nonstop.

But the ropes binding him only grew tighter and tighter—until finally his chest began to feel suffocated and painful, and he dared not move any further, so he stopped.

"What on earth is she trying to do?"

Yang Qilang and Zhang Tinggui were the first to sense something, but both found it unbelievable.

She actually doubted the imperial bloodline?

Could this be her ultimate goal today?

"Sirs, may I take a bit of your blood?"

Sha wu walked over and asked politely and respectfully.

Zhang Tinggui and Yang Qilang looked surprised.

Ask them?

Seeing this situation, they couldn't directly refuse.

The two could only grit their teeth, cut off pieces of their robes and fingers, and then hand them over.

Moreover, several of the "kill" individuals also took blood-stained robes and brought them to Li Qingluo.

Li Qingluo threw them two by two into the burning fire basin.

Watching, the flame instantly turned green again.

And these people were indeed not blood relatives.

So the flame turning green is not surprising.

Everyone also believed this method; it indeed made some sense.

Until the flame in the fire basin suddenly turned yellow.

"It's blood kin! But not a direct-line bloodline!"

"This is the Qin King and the two princes, right?"

"The Sixth Prince's blood has already been tested, so this must be the Fourth Prince!"

The speakers were Gong Sanlang and Xie Liulang.

The two had already been captivated.

Moreover, they too had their blood-stained robes taken and burned.

Now, suddenly seeing the yellow, they all became somewhat excited.

Finally it changed color—how could it not be surprising?

However, when Li Qingluo slowly raised the last remaining cloth in her hand, everyone's faces drastically changed.

What Li Qingluo held was the Qin King's purple forged material!

So, what was just burned in the fire basin was the Chu Emperor's dragon robe?

Li Qingluo: "Everyone just saw it with their own eyes."

"Young lord, I took two blood-stained pieces of the Emperor's dragon robe."

"Earlier, I already tested it with the Sixth Prince's."

"So, when I still had the Qin King's sole blood-stained piece left in my hand, what got burned could only be the Emperor's."

"Among those present, the only one who could still produce a colored flame with the Emperor's is the Fourth Prince, whose blood was also just burned."

"This color, Qin King—what is your explanation?"

The Qin King widened his eyes, uttering "mmm" sounds.

Li Qingluo raised her hand: "Forget it, don't speak yet."

"I'd rather know how the Emperor feels right now."

"The son he has loved and indulged for over twenty years is actually not of direct-line blood."

"Tsk."

"Is it heaven's doing, or someone's deliberate scheme?"

Sha yi pulled out the cloth stuffed in the Chu Emperor's mouth.

The Chu Emperor opened his mouth and furiously roared: "Test—"

"Test again!!!"

His eyes bloodshot, staring as if he might burst with blood plasma at any moment.

The Fourth Prince hung from a tree, likewise wearing a look of shock.

He wanted to shout, to angrily roar, to say that all this was fake.

But his mouth was likewise tightly sealed.

Jin Ning personally guarded him.

To take his blood was quite simple and brutal.

Directly pinching Zongzheng Wuxie's chopped-hand wound, letting his wound drip blood plasma again, soon his robe's hem will be dyed red again.

As the Qin King's smelting materials and Zongzheng Wuxie's fresh blood plasma were thrown together into the brazier.

"Boom—" a sound.

The flames turned bright blood-red again.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in shock.

"Fourth Prince, could he be the Qin King's son?"

"Heavens, Consort Ning is too bold!!"

Upon these words, a figure stumbled out from behind the stone.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

"This isn't real!"

"Your Majesty, your servant hasn't, your servant has never done such a thing—"

"Your Majesty, there must be some misunderstanding here."

"How could your servant do something unbecoming of Your Majesty?"

"It's all their trickery, definitely their trickery!"

"Wuxie truly is Your Majesty's imperial son—"

Consort Ning actually ran out from behind the stone.

She lay on the ground, weeping heartbroken, unable to believe the fact she just saw.

Zongzheng Xingyao couldn't stop her, only able to shake his head apologetically toward Li Qingluo from behind the stone.

Indeed, when she just saw Consort Ning, she was greatly startled!

Only then did she realize that Nangong Qingluo's abilities were far greater than she had thought!

When was this Consort Ning smuggled out of the palace by her?

She herself actually didn't know.

After all, these past few days, she had practically been living and dying together with her!

Yet her people could still silently bring Consort Ning here as well.

Just now, Consort Ning personally saw how the Fourth Prince's words turned yellow when mixed with Zongzheng Langri's, and how they turned red when mixed with the Qin King's.

She almost went mad.

So now she cries so despairingly.

"Slut!"

"I have cherished you for so many years, yet you treat me like this!!"

"You actually had an affair with my younger brother, and you've kept your illegitimate child in the palace for so many years, letting me dote on him for so many years!!"

"I even really considered whether to pass the throne to the Fourth!!"

"As a result, you are the ones who deceived me, a family deserving of death!!"

"I will kill you——"

Few men in the world who fear death can endure such humiliation.

Especially Emperor Chu, who used to dote on Zongzheng Wuxie so much.

Many of his misdeeds were tolerated with a blind eye.

Although there was the idea of training the Crown Prince, Zongzheng Wuxie kept excelling, so when had he not considered changing the heir?

In the end, this was nothing but the greatest humiliation they imposed on her.

Emperor Chu flew into a rage, charging furiously toward Consort Ning——

Fortunately, Li Qingluo reacted quickly.

She stepped forward and snatched Consort Ning away.

And Sha Yiye quickly pressed Emperor Chu to the ground.

"I will kill them!"

"Release me!!"

"I will personally flay them three alive, then make them into human-skin effigies——"

Li Qingluo: "Enough!"

"The truth hasn't surfaced yet, and you're already eager to kill."

"Who can you kill now?"

"First, shut your mouth!"

Li Qingluo felt the noise was enough.

Let someone plug Emperor Chu's mouth again.

Then help the startled Consort Ning to her feet.

"You need not be frightened."

"The one at fault is not you."

"Twenty-three years ago, in MiaoJiang there was a witch woman of Western Regions bloodline named Zulya. She, at a young age, became the head of Cloud Valley, one of the four major sects of MiaoJiang."

"She possibly saved this Qin King's life, or they met and got to know each other in South An City; in any case, they fell in love."

"She secretly gave birth to a child for the Qin King."

"People heard that the child was a daughter."

"In MiaoJiang, a daughter is worth far more than a son, because only females in MiaoJiang can inherit the Witchcraft Technique, and only females can inherit the sect."

"But the strange thing is, after she brought her daughter back to MiaoJiang, she secretly drowned the child herself in the swift river."

"Even a tiger's venom does not devour its own cubs, yet she personally murdered the girl!"

"Why is that?"

"A few years ago, Zuliya went to DaLiang. In DaLiang she colluded with the Crown Prince, attached herself to Princess Qingyu, and even stirred up trouble in the Pei family, nearly causing the entire Pei family to be wiped out and its lineage cut off."

"It was only to force the Pei family to write a military treatise and send it back to Great Chu—again, for whom?"

"After she finished all her misdeeds in DaLiang, it was learned from the Sixth Prince that the ones she truly served were King Qin and Fourth Prince Zongzheng Wuxie."

"But if she was still loyal to King Qin, why did she personally kill their daughter back then?"

"Unless there is one possibility."

"That infant girl is not her blood at all!"

Li Qingluo finished speaking and looked at Consort Ning, who was limp in her arms.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"The baby you gave birth to back then was that girl; she should have been a beloved princess."

"But she was swapped. They stole your daughter out of the palace to kill her, and their child was placed by your side."

"All these years, he has enjoyed all the wealth, honor, and status that the princess should have enjoyed."

"Moreover, they placed a poisonous toxin on you to prevent you from bearing any more princes, making it impossible for you to give birth to any more princes or princesses in this life."

"Thus, all your connections, energy, even your heart, would be devoted to this false prince."

"All these years, King Qin has been pushing the Fourth Prince, helping him commit all sorts of misdeeds. Even Zuliya went to his side, assisting him in killings, handling his petty troubles, and because of a single word from him, ventured to DaLiang to try to extract the Pei family's military treatise."

"Consort Ning, they leapt onto you to suck blood, then tossed that filthy hat back onto you."

"Don't you understand yet?"

Consort Ning understood.

She understood everything!

"I was supposed to have a daughter; she was a princess?"

"But she was swapped and then killed by someone?"

"And the child I have cherished all these years is actually a thief's child!?"

"They used my favor, used my chance to bear their own child… and stole my child!"

Consort Ning didn't even glance at Emperor Chu.

Because she no longer needed to explain to Emperor Chu.

She turned her head toward King Qin.

Then she turned to look at the Fourth Prince.

Consort Ning screamed in agony, "Is any of this truly real!?"

"So what she said is the truth, right?"

"You are not my child at all!!"

"My child… should have been a princess!"

"It was your parents who caused my child's tragic death!!"

"I will kill you all—"

In extreme collapse and fury, Consort Ning rushed at King Qin.

She snatched the sword from the guard beside King Qin.

Then she drove it hard into King Qin—

The long sword pierced King Qin through.

He bled out in pain.

He looked down at the sword lodged in his abdomen.

Consort Ning personally removed the cloth plug from his mouth.

"Thief!"

"What else do you have to say!!?"