The Supreme Divine Doctor: The Emperor Wants to Marry Down
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Situ Xingchen's eyes suddenly lit up!
The Chosen One!
This was the greatest secret hidden within Rong Jin!
As soon as the words left her mouth, the Empress reacted immediately—she had actually said it!
And she had said it right in front of Situ Xingchen!
Bang!
Crack!
Furious and enraged, the Empress grabbed something nearby and hurled it at Situ Xingchen.
"You wench! How dare you use schemes against this Palace!"
She had guarded this secret for many years; even through the torture she had endured these past few days, she had told no one.
She never expected that, in the end, Situ Xingchen would trick it out of her!
The Empress's hands were cut by sharp fragments, covered in blood.
But at this moment, she couldn't feel the pain at all; her entire mind and vision were consumed by the thought of how to kill the Situ Xingchen before her!
However, she was currently a useless person, unable even to walk on her own, so how could she possibly deal with Situ Xingchen?
Situ Xingchen easily dodged her attack, but she did not retreat. Instead, she took two steps forward and crouched directly in front of the Empress.
"Your Majesty, you just said 'the Chosen One'? What does that mean?"
The Empress raised her hand, intending to slap her!
Situ Xingchen caught her wrist, her face still wearing a smile, though the corners of her eyes and brows carried a cold threat.
"Since you have already said it, why not tell me everything? Rest assured, I will relay every single word to His Highness the Crown Prince. I suspect this is perhaps the reason why my Imperial Father insisted on my engagement to the Crown Prince?"
The blood in the Empress's chest and abdomen surged, and she actually spat out a mouthful of blood!
She hadn't guessed wrong!
Situ Xingchen was indeed plotting something nefarious!
And so was her insidious and cunning Imperial Father!
"Who! Just who told you!"
The Empress struggled desperately to break free from Situ Xingchen, but it was in vain, and she could only scream hysterically at her.
She had never told anyone about this matter; even to Rong Jin, she had only revealed a tiny bit of information.
To this day, he still didn't know what it actually represented!
But—how did that old thing Situ Yan know?!
Numerous past events flashed rapidly before her eyes like beads being strung together by a single thread.
No wonder Situ Yan had proactively proposed a political marriage!
No wonder they had favored Rong Jin from the very beginning!
No wonder the engagement had not been broken to this day!
These treacherous father and daughter were aiming for this!
Situ Xingchen's ears rang from the Empress's shouting, and she completely exhausted her last shred of patience.
She shook off the Empress and looked down at her from a height
"Your Majesty, there seems to be no point in saying these things now. You might as well say everything that needs to be said; only then can you protect the Crown Prince, can't you? Besides, without the help of my Father and me, you and the Crown Prince wouldn't have lasted until today. Now, we are essentially in the same boat; why must you persist so bitterly? Do you still intend to turn the tide yourself—with that half-crippled body of yours?"
Situ Xingchen spoke very bluntly.
The Empress hated her to the core.
But after much deliberation, she found that Situ Xingchen's words were not without reason.
Continuing to resist like this was not a solution.
She had worked so hard and spent so much effort to reach this point; how could she let it all fail at the final step?
After a long silence, she finally looked up at Situ Xingchen
"It is not impossible for this Palace to tell you. But you must swear a poison oath! If you ever betray Rong Jin and this Palace in the future, may you be struck by lightning and die!"
Situ Xingchen felt a surge of joy in her heart.
What was there to fear about making an oath? As long as she knew what this so-called "Chosen One" actually meant, she had plenty of ways to resolve these troubles.
"Fine! I, Situ Xingchen, hereby swear—"
"Greetings, Third Prince!"
A voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
Situ Xingchen was startled and immediately looked toward the door.
Why had Rong Jiu come at this time!?
"How is Her Majesty the Empress's condition today?"
This was clearly Rong Jiu's voice.
"Replying to the Third Prince, Her Majesty is still the same as before, staying inside the main hall and refusing to come out."
"Mhm, this Prince will go in and take a look."
As Rong Jiu spoke, he walked toward the interior of the hall.
The guards all knew that Rong Jiu had been specially dispatched by His Majesty to investigate the Empress, so they let him in directly.
The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer.
Situ Xingchen grew panicked—if Rong Jiu discovered her here, everything would be exposed!
She quickly moved to the Empress's side and whispered
"For the sake of the Crown Prince, you know what to do!"
After saying that, she immediately found a place to hide.
*Creak—*
The doors were pushed open, and Rong Jiu's figure appeared at the entrance.
Rong Jiu saw the situation in the hall at a glance.
He narrowed his eyes
"Your Majesty, what... happened to you?"
***
Mu Qinghe was flying on a sword, bringing Chu Liuyue along as they headed north.
Because they had set up a barrier, the two of them did not attract anyone's attention and left the Imperial Capital silently.
As they approached the city gates, Chu Liuyue felt increasingly strange.
Where exactly was Mu Qinghe taking her?
Normally, almost no one came in this direction because the mountain ranges here were continuous and the terrain was treacherous. More importantly, further ahead lay the location of the Imperial Mausoleum of the Yao Chen Kingdom.
But Mu Qinghe remained silent, so it was not easy for her to ask.
The two continued forward like this.
It wasn't until they saw that extremely steep mountain peak that Chu Liuyue finally confirmed her suspicion: Mu Qinghe was indeed bringing her to the Imperial Mausoleum of the Yao Chen Kingdom!
Looking down from mid-air, one could even clearly see the soldiers responsible for guarding the perimeter of the mountain peak!
A faint, shimmering barrier enveloped the entire mountain!
Chu Liuyue was secretly alarmed: the power of this barrier was actually much stronger than she had anticipated! It was as if... as if it had been set by a Sixth-Order Martial Artist!
With a thought, Mu Qinghe finally brought Chu Liuyue to the ground, arriving at the foot of the mountain.
After steadying herself, Chu Liuyue suppressed the doubts in her heart and looked up.
Sijin Peak.
This was the highest and most precipitous peak within a hundred-mile radius of the Imperial Capital.
The successive emperors of the Yao Chen Kingdom were all buried in the Imperial Mausoleum beneath this peak.
At a glance, it looked like a sword falling from the heavens, piercing fiercely into the ground!
Sharp! Majestic! Overbearing!
Chu Liuyue had never been here before; the only reason she had some knowledge of this place was because the appearance of Sijin Peak was extremely similar to the iconic sword sculpture outside of Tianlu Academy.
She had discovered this point by chance back then and had been secretly amazed by it for quite some time.
"Vice General Mu, why did you bring me here... to do what?"
Chu Liuyue turned to look at Mu Qinghe.
Mu Qinghe's expression, however, was somewhat inscrutable.
He stared at Sijin Peak for a long while before saying in a deep voice
"To enter the Imperial Mausoleum."