Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 462: Tragic Choice

Yizhen finally understood that everything was not to send her to prison, but to force her to drink medicine and give up the right to have children. A concubine who was born in a poor family and did not conceive a prince could not become the queen even if she was favored by the emperor. This was Concubine An's purpose. The General Household Department was Concubine An's uncle, and he would definitely favor her. She was right but could not explain herself.

Thinking of this, tears of grievance fell, and she looked so pitiful.

Concubine An glared at her with disgust and said coldly, "Don't cry, tears don't work on me."

Yizhen clumsily wiped away her tears with her sleeves, not to win her sympathy with her tears, but to once again feel the injustice of fate. Why are some people born as the daughter of heaven, with thousands of favors, but she is of low status and has a poor fate. Even if she tries her best to get close to the emperor and gain his favor, she has no power to protect herself and is still trampled on like a rootless weed.

"My queen, why are you forcing me like this? I...I don't have any ambition at all..." She choked up while defending herself, even though she didn't even know whether what she said was true or false. However, facing the paper bag containing the sterilizing drug, grievance and fear had occupied all her thoughts, and she instinctively said words to protect herself, regardless of whether they were true or false.

"If I believe you, then I'm a real fool." Concubine An's eyes were deeper than before, as if the vengeful spirit of Concubine Shui in her body was causing trouble, making her more difficult to deceive than before.

"My queen, I really can't drink. I can agree to any other conditions you ask for..." Because of fear and despair, Yizhen's legs trembled slightly and she almost fell to the ground.

Concubine An asked aggressively, "Why can't you drink? Are you still dreaming of giving birth to a prince?"

If she nodded, it meant that she coveted the position of queen; if she shook her head, she would have to drink the sterilizing drug. Faced with this dilemma, Yizhen opened her eyes wide in horror and wanted to explain, but she could not find a suitable reason. She could only shake her head and let the tears flow more fiercely.

"I'm not asking you to die. You're just giving up some qualifications. Don't cry so sadly." Concubine An turned her head away impatiently. Yizhen's tearful face made her a little angry.

"Your Majesty..." Yizhen wanted to beg again, but was so frightened by Concubine An's vicious glare that she dared not speak.

"There are only two reasons why you dare not drink. One is that you want to be named a noble concubine or even a queen just like Shui Furong because of her son..."

Before Concubine An could finish her words, Yizhen hurriedly shook her head to deny it, crying, "It's not like that, it's not like that..."

Concubine An was not affected and continued coldly: "That's the second reason... You fell in love with the emperor, so you wanted to give birth to a prince for him."

Her chest suddenly tightened, and the suffocating feeling almost made Yizhen faint. The look from Concubine An was not only full of jealousy, but also filled with indescribable terrible hatred. Yizhen knew that her intimacy with the emperor had angered her, and she had long been consumed by the ugly hatred, and there was no way she would let herself go.

Seeing that Yizhen didn't dare to speak, Concubine An continued to speak slowly: "...But these two reasons are unacceptable to me. Yizhen, your existence is too annoying to me, I have to eliminate you. What I want you to drink now is not poison, it is the good deeds of your ancestors, don't push your luck."

Having said that, Yizhen had no choice but to give up the argument. She lowered her head and looked at the paper bag on the table, her eyes blurred by tears again. As long as she drank it and destroyed the evidence, no one would investigate the matter of the sterilizing drug. If she didn't drink it, Shui Furong would be accused of miscarriage, and then she would face a more painful and desperate situation than now.

"My queen, if I drink this medicine, can you really let me go?" Yizhen wiped the tears from her face and took a deep breath.

Concubine An nodded and said calmly, "As long as you drink it, I will never embarrass you in the future."

Yizhen smiled bitterly, staring at the paper bag with a bit of determination. Although he didn't dare to expect that she wouldn't embarrass him in the future, he should be thankful as long as he could escape this disaster.

Seeing that Yizhen seemed willing to drink the medicine, Concubine An couldn't help but show joy on her face and pushed the teacup towards Yizhen.

Yizhen walked forward slowly and poured all the powder in the paper bag into the tea. Watching the powder slowly dissolve in the tea and the tea returning to its original color, Yizhen felt as bitter as if she had eaten bitter gourd.

If you only look at the appearance, who would have thought that this cup of tea could take away one's ability to conceive and a lifetime of happiness?

Faced with the cruel fate, the weak Yizhen was unable to persist in resisting to the end.

Faced with the powerful Concubine An, she had no choice but to submit and give up.

Holding the teacup, I slowly raised it to my lips, and tears flowed down again, as if I was holding poison in my hand.

Concubine An looked at her in silence, watching her every move carefully, until she actually drank the cup of medicinal tea, and then she finally revealed a sinister smile of success.

"Very good, since you have already drunk the evidence, I will not pursue this matter any further. Your maid will be able to return safely tonight." After achieving her goal, Concubine An did not want to stay in the room any longer, and left in a hurry after saying this.

Only when she heard the door close did Yizhen's legs go limp and she fell to the ground, her body unable to move like a puppet.

In a short period of time, she lost a lot of the status and happiness that she might have gotten in the future. But because she lost it so easily, just a cup of ordinary-looking tea, she didn't feel it was real.

She quietly thought, weighed, and imagined...

I have never felt my powerlessness so deeply as I do now.

What's the use of getting the emperor's favor? Even if I have someone I love, it's not a permitted love affair, nor is it a permitted desire. If I really want to pursue it, I will definitely face more dangerous enemies.

what do I do……

It seemed as if the tears had dried up, and a slight dry pain came from the eye sockets.

When I was bullied before, I had Zhao Ji to help me, but now, I have lost even my only friend.

Thinking of the words she had said to Zhao Ji, Yizhen's heart suddenly ached for no apparent reason.

Xiao Zhao... Xiao Zhao...

Compared to Concubine An, you really treat me well. Although you are a demon, but... you really treat me well.

On the other hand, after leaving the East Concubine Palace, Concubine An went straight to the West Palace.

Shui Furong knew she would come and had been waiting in the room for a long time. On the one hand, she was eager to know whether Yizhen drank the sterilizing medicine, but on the other hand, she didn't want to talk to Concubine An. Shui Furong's mood was very complicated.

Concubine An sat down beside him, showing a gentle look like an elder sister, and said, "It was a success. She has already drunk it."

Hearing this, Shui Furong's expression was hard to tell whether it was relief or guilt, and she shook her head unconsciously.

Concubine An asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

Shui Furong didn't speak.

Concubine An stopped asking and changed the subject: "Actually, sister doesn't understand why you are so protective of her. She is very ambitious. If we don't get rid of her now, she will definitely be a disaster in the future. If you hadn't insisted, I would not just let her get pregnant and let her go."

"That's enough. What else do you want?" Shui Furong did not hide her anger. Seeing Concubine An's sadness, she softened her tone and whispered, "After all, she is Xiao Zhao's most important friend. If Xiao Zhao knew that I treated her like this, she would definitely hate me..."