Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1681: Chapter 1681: Forcing the Emperor’s Hand

Just after the incident occurred, Consort Xian and Zhaoyi were still unaware of what had happened. They only knew there was some chaos in the harem and sent several people to investigate.

As they anxiously waited for news, someone barged in.

This was a guard from the Empress’s side, scaring them into wanting to call for help, but all those beside them had been sent to inquire about the situation.

The faces of the two nobles still bore expressions of terror and unwillingness as they closed their eyes.

Both Princes, having reached the age of seven, had their own palaces.

The Empress issued an uncompromising order, unwilling on one hand. She believed the family’s words; the Emperor was truly not faring well, signifying he would only have three children in his lifetime.

Though her Eldest Prince was deposed and lowered to the status of a commoner, she wasn’t worried. Because there would only be his royal bloodline surviving in the world in the future.

Two guards succeeded and went to meet up with the other two.

They encountered each other midway, both having succeeded.

The Empress did not await the Emperor, but this good news reached her.

She laughed heartily to the sky; what was there to fear now? Even if he had countless women, there would be no children. Her Eldest Prince was the only one.

This day felt like the most carefree one she had had in years.

Tan Shaoting, upon receiving the news, frowned and immediately dispatched the imperial guard to investigate.

Su Wanshan was anxious; the harem was in turmoil, what about the young woman? Why was there no news of the young woman?

"Emperor, can I bring troops in to assist?"

"No."

"But my Yuanyuan?"

"No news means no problem."

Su Wanshan, feeling uneasy, waited here.

No wall is airtight; the Xu Family of Consort Xian woke up and took a stand. Unexpectedly, they received this shocking bad news in the end.

What hope is left for the future! Given this, it was better to fight till the end!

Sent people to intercept and kill the Eldest Prince at the Royal Temple.

They encountered another team, both realizing each other’s identity, and though the two families were not on harmonious terms, their goals were now the same.

Originally, the escort for the Eldest Prince was the imperial guard. Due to the incident, there was a manpower shortage, with only ten people escorting.

This was the perfect opportunity. Both sides deployed the most capable guards from their mansions. The Eldest Prince was soon slain by the sword.

There was also a Princess, but they didn’t have the capability to enter the Imperial Palace, unless the Princess didn’t come out. The main task was considered accomplished.

Su Wanshan was increasingly restless. Upon receiving reports, he learned that the door to Consort Su’s Jiaoyang Palace was tightly shut, with no harm inside, allowing Su Wanshan some relief.

At this moment, someone reported that the Eldest Prince had been assassinated on the road.

Tan Shaoting frowned, never expected these mortals to be so vicious. It could be said their methods were far harsher than those of cultivators.

"An eye for an eye," Su Wanshan muttered.

These words were overheard by Tan Shaoting. Indeed, it was an eye for an eye. However, he just felt too cowardly.

Su Wanshan very much wanted to see his young woman, but now with such chaos, he truly couldn’t enter.

News from the harem came again, the Empress wanted to see the Emperor.

Tan Shaoting felt repulsed by this woman from the bottom of his heart; she was too ruthless.

A cultivator who had reached the Golden Core level hadn’t anticipated this woman would go as far?

Having possessed the body, he thought to care for his family as he could.

Unexpectedly, such events happened.

"Emperor, you should go meet the Empress, while I go see the Noble Consort." Su Wanshan, not having personally seen his young woman, remained uneasy.

Tan Shaoting was helpless; now the harem had no other women, the only woman remaining was Su Wanshan’s young woman, so he decided to go.

Arriving at Kunning Palace, Tan Shaoting looked at the seemingly calm woman, unable to say anything.

The Empress welcomed him with a smile, "Emperor, you’ve come?"

Tan Shaoting just looked at her, suddenly understanding the term "venomous heart."

"Emperor, why are you looking at me like that?"

For a mentally unstable woman, Tan Shaoting had no patience. He waved his hand, and the imperial guard came in. He clearly explained the murder of the Eldest Prince outside.

Tan Shaoting watched the woman’s expression turn from a smile to one of malice.

"Why? Why? I bear all the guilt, yet my son must suffer this fate?"

Finished speaking, she seemed to go mad and charged at Tan Shaoting, only to be kicked aside by the imperial guard.

The Empress, sprawled on the ground, began to laugh. "Is it really as the fortune-teller said, time does not wait for me?"

As she spoke, black blood trickled from her mouth. "Emperor, may we have no connection in our next life."

Tan Shaoting looked at the woman on the ground, not understanding this emotion; besides, he mentally labeled her as another’s woman.

Eunuch Meng remained by the Emperor’s side, aware the Emperor had no feelings for the Empress or the other two concubines.

Tan Shaoting merely uttered, "A grand funeral."

Indeed, within these few hours, only the Emperor, a little Princess, and the Noble Consort remained.

Feeling frustrated, Tan Shaoting returned directly to Yangxin Hall.

Today had seen so many events transpire that his mind was a bit flustered now.

When he possessed this person’s body, the person had already died; it wasn’t fully possession, but borrowing the corpse to bring back the soul.

With this, taking this position was necessary, or he would die.

He succeeded, yet he didn’t want any interactions here, in simple terms, he didn’t want any karma here.

With such occurrences, this unfortunate man’s woman and child were gone; reasoning further, if he hadn’t borrowed the corpse to bring back the soul, they would undoubtedly have died long ago, since the man’s other failed brothers hadn’t left anything behind.

Su Yuanyuan saw Su Wanshan approaching, "Father, are you alright?"

"Are you alright?"

"I’m fine, when there was movement, I shut the door here."

Su Wanshan wanted to say that just closing the door, if it inconvenienced someone else, would still bring harm, yet the young woman had fared well in the palace. At least those few women were killing each other and did not bother her.

"Yuanyuan, the Emperor’s three women, the three Princes are all dead."

"Mutual slaughter?"

Su Wanshan nodded.

"Father, when will you go back?"

Su Wanshan understood the young woman’s meaning. "Probably within these few days, oh right, you’re going to have a little brother or sister."

"Congratulations Father. Better hurry back."

"Understood, I’m leaving, it’s not good to stay too long."

"Father, let’s not involve ourselves in anything."

Su Wanshan nodded, "Understood."

Su Yuanyuan was truly at ease now, as Cui Shanggong had been listening all along.

Now it could be said there was only Noble Consort as the sole master; unsure if anyone else would try to enter.

The Emperor, in his prime, indeed hadn’t been close to women these past years, making others suspicious; yet no one dared to comment, and the Imperial Physicians hadn’t had the chance to diagnose the Emperor.

If the worst outcome occurred, it would indeed be hard to say for the future. However, this master should fare quite well.