She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 295 - 294: Zhang Lanyi Dreams of Being an Empress, It’s Time to Wake Up

Chapter 295: Chapter 294: Zhang Lanyi Dreams of Being an Empress, It’s Time to Wake Up

Yan Wanqing supported Zhang Lanyi, feeling the Empress’s body getting colder by the moment.

She frowned, "Empress!"

Zhang Lanyi used the back of her hand to wipe the fresh blood from the corner of her lips, pushed away Yan Wanqing’s support, and slowly walked over to a guard. She pulled the long sword from his scabbard.

Only the sound of "clang—" was heard as the sword was drawn, its tip flashing with a chilling light.

The courtiers were continuously startled into exclamations.

What was the Empress trying to do?

Could it be that she wanted to kill the Emperor to avenge herself?

The Emperor watched her approaching him and chuckled coldly to himself. He even slightly hunched his back and stepped forward.

"...What does the Empress intend to do?" he squinted his eyes, "Could it be that you want to lay your hands on me and kill me... hahaha, do you dare? If I die, you must be buried along with me."

"Why should I be buried with you?" She dragged the long sword, its blade scraping against the ground with a harsh, discomforting sound, "At this point, do you still think Daiwei is under your control? I must avenge my father and those who died unjustly over the years!"

The Emperor just squinted, assured only of this matter, "No, if you kill me, you must be buried along with me."

"Dream on! I—" Zhang Lanyi placed the long sword against his neck, and suddenly, the courtiers cried out in shock, "Empress!"

"Just do it, my Empress, what are you hesitating for?" the Emperor laughed softly.

Yan Wanqing was the first to notice something wrong with the Empress.

She quickly stepped forward to support her, only to see Zhang Lanyi continuously spitting out fresh blood.

She reached to her lips, touched the sticky blood, and with eyes widened in disbelief, she said, "...Blood."

"Summon the Imperial Physician!" demanded Yan Wanqing sternly, "No, go find Xiaoliu! Quickly!"

Yan Lingzhen was still outside the palace, and it would take some time for her to arrive.

Xiao Pingfeng stepped outside, "Leave it to me."

Seeing Xiao Pingfeng leave, Yan Wanqing breathed a slight sigh of relief, knowing that, with his martial strength, he would quickly bring Xiaoliu in.

Zhang Lanyi could no longer hold the long sword, and it fell heavily to the ground, emitting its final lament.

Blood had already stained her dress, seeping through her neckline into her undergarment. Her eyes were filled with fear as her blood-soaked hands gripped tightly onto Yan Wanqing.

She pointed her finger at the Emperor.

Yan Wanqing looked over, her eyes deep and serious, "His Majesty actually poisoned the Empress!"

"Indeed!" the Emperor exclaimed, somewhat gleefully, "After waking up, I began to see to this matter myself, as I’ve said, a hundred years hence, you will have to be by my side."

"In your dreams!" Zhang Lanyi cursed aloud, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Yan Wanqing, seeing this, scrambled through her pockets for bottles and jars, all filled with medicinal pills that Xiaoliu had said were beneficial. She was just about to give an Empress a pill when she was pushed away.

"It’s no use. Since he has said this, it must not be an ordinary medicine." Zhang Lanyi, after so many years with the Emperor, knew him best.

Either do nothing, or push things to the extreme.

"What poison is it?" Yan Wanqing’s eyes reddened with emotion as she pressed for an answer.

The Emperor shrugged, "It’s from the State Preceptor, colorless and tasteless. Every day I have dissolved these pills into the soup and made the Empress take it. Yesterday was the last dose."

It was that soup!

Zhang Lanyi now recalled and felt a bone-chilling cold throughout her body.

"Speaking of irony," Zhang Lanyi suddenly sneered, "though we are the Emperor and Empress, and husband and wife to the outside world, what we do behind each other’s backs is target each other’s lives. Death, what do I have to fear? Overthrowing your Xiao Family’s empire, exposing your deeds to the public, and letting you be cursed by thousands for generations, I would die content!"

She simply gave up and leaned all her weight on Yan Wanqing, grabbing the handkerchief handed to her by Fu and carelessly wiping the blood off her chin, her gaze piercingly fixed on the Emperor. Seeing that he was no longer smug and witnessing the hatred in his eyes, Zhang Lanyi felt an indescribable relief in her heart.

The loving Emperor and Empress of the past were now at sword’s point, each wishing to quickly eliminate the other!

When Yan Wanqing heard the Emperor say the poison was given by the State Preceptor, she tried to look for Song Huaxu in the crowded hall, but could not find his face anywhere.

Song Huaxu had already left.

He had to go; nobody present could stop him.

"It’s fine; I’ve lived enough," Zhang Lanyi patted Yan Wanqing’s hand and looked at her with a touch of softness, "You needn’t worry about me, continue to do what you want to do."

What Yan Wanqing wanted to do.

She tightly closed her eyes, her chest rapidly heaving up and down, before suddenly opening her peach blossom eyes, seemingly having made a resolute decision.

"Summon someone to bring brush and ink, attend your Emperor to write a confession!"

With these words, the Emperor immediately scowled, "Yan Wanqing, how dare you—!"

"It’s merely putting what Your Majesty has done all your life on paper, we’ve done it all, what’s there to fear from writing it?" Yan Wanqing handed Zhang Lanyi over to Lai Fu, stood up, and directly grabbed the Emperor’s collar to ascend the steps, pushing him down onto the throne, "At this point, Your Majesty needs to recognize the situation."

This sentence was also what the Emperor himself had once said to her father.

Now, she was merely returning the favor, an eye for an eye.

Seeing the Emperor holding the brush motionlessly as ink dripped down from the tip, she chuckled lightly, "From ancient times, kings triumph and the vanquished fall, Your Majesty is experienced in this; if you are unwilling, then I don’t mind changing the dynasty directly... You know, I have the capability."

She lowered her voice and slowly said to the aged Emperor’s ear.

The Emperor listened, his body stiffening as the ink scattered countless dots on the paper due to the shaking of his hand.

"Yan Wanqing, do not even think about it; the Crown Prince may be unfavored, but he would never allow you to act in such a manner," the Emperor asserted, still possessing the pride of a descendant of the Imperial Family, the pride of a man, no matter how deeply he loved the woman before him.

"You are truly ill for too long, not understanding your own son at all. To the North, the lands are vast—more than twice that of Dawei, with small sovereign states surrounding it, including Zhao Kingdom and Song Kingdom within the Six Kingdoms, they have long secretly acclaimed him as king; do you think, he would still care for this tiny Dawei?" Yan Wanqing scoffed mercilessly, piercing through the delusion.

"In your presence, he might be the unfavored Crown Prince, but outside, he is the supreme ruler!"

"...Truly?" the Emperor’s clouded pupils flashed with a certain fiery ambition; he couldn’t believe and looked up at Yan Wanqing, "Has he truly conquered the North completely?"

If that was the case, having Zhao and Song Kingdoms under control would mean subduing the remaining three kingdoms was just a matter of time!

"What’s Your Majesty thinking? Thinking of how Dawei will stand above the Six Kingdoms in the future?" Yan Wanqing didn’t miss any expression on the Emperor’s face, "These matters will have nothing to do with Your Majesty or Dawei, because Xiao Pingfeng’s ambitions lie elsewhere, he is a completely different person from you! If Heaven truly gave him a choice, I believe he would rather be born in a farmer’s home than have anything to do with Your Majesty again!"

"...He said this to you?" The Emperor aged again upon hearing Yan Wanqing’s words.

"We always knew he was excellent, although he is my son, he is more like his predecessors... born noble, intelligent and decisive, increasingly highlighting my baseness. That’s why after the Crown Prince was born, I kept distancing myself from mother and son, never expecting that the things I continuously failed to achieve came so easily to him... cough cough cough!"

Speaking of which, the Emperor started coughing violently, covering his mouth with his hand, and when he moved it away, there was a mouthful of fresh blood.

"This world is unjust..." the Emperor sighed deeply.

However, his brush began to move over the paper.

"I’ve spent my life in battle, and in the end, I wasn’t a good father, nor a good Emperor, ending up a lonely man. Today I willingly write this confession, not out of submission to you, he was born the Crown Prince and naturally will be the Emperor of Dawei in the future, this is our Xiao Family’s world, you cannot take it away, I may have lost the people’s heart, but the Crown Prince has not!"

He wrote swiftly, and without hesitation, stamped the Dragon Seal onto it.

Then, with a piercing gaze, he stared at Yan Wanqing, "Here is your desired confession, and at the same time, an Imperial Edict appointing the Crown Prince, Yan Wanqing, you should wake up from your dream of making Zhang Lanyi the second Empress."

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