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Chapter 511: The Imperial Concubine is Pure and Elegant (261)

Chapter 511: The Imperial Concubine Is Pure and Elegant (Two Hundred and Sixty-one)

At this point, Wu Lan didn't know what to do! The old patriarch had never thought that the king was hiding a traitor!

Wu Lan even suspected that the Third Princess, Ji Wei, harbored such hatred for her legitimate sister. Could this villain, the King, be behind this? Otherwise, why would the King provide a team of secret guards to a daughter he never even looked at? Or perhaps, the King saw that Ji Wei harbored resentment towards her legitimate sister, and that a conflict between the two sisters was inevitable. Was the King trying to help Ji Wei and ensure the Young Clan Leader's death in Liang?

Wu Lan didn't know what the king was thinking. She was deeply uneasy, and she had a bad premonition. This premonition made her want to leave the palace immediately and return to the Wu clan. It seemed that returning to the Wu clan would not make her regret it. But in this situation, the prince would not let her go just because she wanted to. She could only watch the farce before her in silence.

When a man with long hair and shackles was brought up, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and a concubine in palace dress helped the king out. The concubine looked at the man who was brought up and screamed:

"No! No! Don't kill him! Prince, he's your brother!"

The king looked at his third son, who looked 50% like him. His haggard and miserable appearance made him feel distressed. He pointed at the prince and cursed, "Ji Mingjie, you disloyal and unfilial man! How dare you kill your brother? I will never let you go!"

The prince was not sad at all when his father scolded him. After so many years of disliking each other, the prince had no affection for his father anymore.

"Oh, do you know who told me that you still have a son alive in the world, and that this son is the beloved son of you and Concubine Wen?" Concubine Wen covered her mouth and cried. Upon hearing this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Who is it! Who revealed the whereabouts of my son!"

"Of course it's my dear aunt, my father's favorite Imperial Consort Wu Ximeng!"

The king clutched his heart and cried, "Meng Niang! You have such a cruel heart!"

Ji Mingjie couldn't stand his father's betrayed look, and was even more angry at himself for being played around by his father. He added, "She lost her beloved son, and yet your father still has a beloved child hiding behind him, waiting to reap the throne. Your father has probably long forgotten about our tragically deceased fourth brother, right? Didn't your fourth brother come to see you last night?"

"How could I forget my fourth son? Meng Niang is totally unreasonable! If she wants to hate someone, she should hate you, the culprit!"

The king hadn't expected this woman, who had calmed down after losing her son and spent her days fasting and chanting Buddhist scriptures, to discover his secret and reveal it to Ji Mingjie. "My aunt can't sleep at night. She hates the Queen Mother and me, but she also hates you, the heartless one, and my third brother, whom you protected. You outwardly favor my aunt, but secretly favor Concubine Wen the most. You deliberately drove a wedge between my mother and my aunt's sisters. You deliberately favored my fourth brother, provoking my discontent and creating conflict between him and me. Aren't you just trying to make us brothers fight each other? My aunt hates you and Concubine Wen!"

Concubine Wen looked at her son below and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to rush down the platform, but was stopped by Wu Lan's men.

Ji Mingjie continued to fan the flames, "So, as soon as she learned your secret, she immediately told me my third brother's whereabouts! She even had him tortured. Look, he was so scared he couldn't speak, and his hands and feet were limp. I know she wants me to fight my father, and that's what I want too. As she wishes, I will definitely be the ultimate victor."

The king was so angry that he could hardly breathe. He looked at his beloved son below. The third prince was obviously anxious to speak, but he couldn't say a word at all. He couldn't even stand up. It was obvious that he was tortured.

"Oh, I forgot. My aunt's men severed the tendons in his hands and feet, and poisoned his throat, making him hoarse. He can't even speak!"

"Ah! How could this happen!"

When Concubine Wen heard this, she screamed, pushed away the people who were trying to stop her, and ran straight towards her son, but was captured by Ji Mingjie's men.

"Wu Ximeng, you vicious woman! Prince, you unfilial son! You will both die a miserable death!"

The king spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled up, and without Concubine Wen's support, he fell to the ground.