Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 926 - 78: Prison Drawn on the Ground

Empress Qing’s plans were exposed, and with a hardened heart, she still insisted on executing Princess Consort Zi.

But unexpectedly, Dugu Sheng furiously rebuked Empress Qing: "Qing Ling, you vile, venomous woman, don’t think that because I’ve appointed Xiu’er as Crown Prince, you can do as you please. Over the years, how many women beside me have you caused to die? Princess Consort Zi is my dearest love; this time, I must not let you harm her and her child. Once I recover, my first act will be to depose you."

Empress Qing was infuriated, resenting, "Emperor, you say Princess Consort Zi is your beloved? Haha, back when you favored me, you clearly told me that I was your true love."

"Qing Ling, you are arrogant with favor, how can you compare with Princess Consort Zi? She descends from a noble family, while you were merely a lowly laundry maid. Back then, my drunken self was only bewitched by your beauty and thus indulged you. Over the years, I’ve bestowed so much favor upon you and the Qing Family, yet you remain unsatisfied," Dugu Sheng had long lost affection for the deteriorating Empress Qing.

The reason for preserving Empress Qing’s position was partly for Dugu Xiu’s sake.

"Hahaha, what a heartless and unfeeling Dugu Sheng, never mind, the palace reserves gratitude for the Holy Emperor that allowed me and Xiu’er to prosper. If the Emperor plans to depose me, then let me reveal something to you as well," Empress Qing laughed with burning anger, a madness flashed across her alluring eyes.

"Xiu’er is not even your child, he’s the offspring of me and the Clan Leader Hei Yao of the Eight Desolates Tribe’s Black Qilin Clan. You’ve been wearing the cuckold’s green hat for twenty years, Dugu Sheng, you are nothing but a fool," as Empress Qing spoke, she drew a dagger from her hand and stabbed fiercely at Dugu Sheng.

Poisoned, Dugu Sheng was unable to resist.

Princess Consort Zi fell to the ground in fear, and the guards on Empress Qing’s sides subdued the struggling Dugu Sheng until he ceased breathing. Empress Qing glanced coldly at Princess Consort Zi on the floor, "Drag this little wench out, dig out the fetus from her belly to feed the dogs, poison her mute with medicine, cut her sinews and tendons, and throw her into the military camp, to be a military prostitute."

Princess Consort Zi screamed miserably, and was dragged away.

Empress Qing sat on Dugu Sheng’s bed for a moment before ordering someone to summon Yun Sheng in Dugu Xiu’s name.

No matter if it was Princess Consort Zi or Yun Sheng, anyone who wanted to take her man had to die.

Seeing everything that had happened, Dugu Xiu already knew the truth, leaving Empress Qing with a pale face. She clutched Dugu Xiu’s arm, pleading, "Xiu’er, Mother was forced."

"Whether Dugu Sheng lives or dies matters not. But Empress Dowager, why must you harm Yun Sheng? You know she is the one I want to marry," Dugu Xiu looked at Empress Qing, unable to speak of filial love anymore.

The Emperor of Post Qin, Dugu Sheng, was destined to die sooner or later, but Dugu Xiu felt no haste to inherit the empire.

"That woman deserves to die, she killed Qing Qiang, insulted Empress Dowager, and does not even love you. Xiu’er, you have been bewitched by her, you are no longer my Xiu’er," Empress Qing’s eyes filled with tears.

Dugu Sheng declared he loved Princess Consort Zi because she was young, beautiful, kind, and noble.

Empress Qing spent her life in the Emperor Yang Palace, and there were only three men in her lifetime.

The first man was Dugu Sheng.

As the Emperor of Post Qin, Dugu Sheng once let Empress Qing dream; she believed that by attaching herself to this man, she could secure herself a lifetime of worry-free prosperity.

But she soon found that Dugu Sheng shattered her dreams.

That man held power, and surrounded by countless beauties in the harem.

He only indulged a laundry maid out of temporary novelty, and yet after escaping the fate of a maid, Empress Qing was childless, swiftly becoming just one of many women awaiting favor from Dugu Sheng within the harem.

It was then that Hei Yao appeared.

He was Empress Qing’s second man.

Compared to Dugu Sheng, Hei Yao was more handsome and possessed deadly allure.

From the mysterious Eight Desolates Tribe, his cultivation was astounding, his physique strong and fit.

Neither did he need a woman to transmit his progeny and implant chess pieces upon Wuji Continent.

Empress Qing and Hei Yao clicked, and truly fell in love.

But Hei Yao again left her heart cold; when Dugu Xiu was born, Hei Yao brought another woman along.

This woman was even more beautiful, and Hei Yao was even more obsessed.

That was the Empress Li of Great Zhou.

Hei Yao favored Empress Li in just seven days, bringing her to Dutian Blood Realm to worship the ancestors of the Black Qilin Clan.

Empress Li bore Hei Yao’s offspring.

Finally, Hei Yao returned to the Bahuang Continent, never coming back again.

Empress Qing’s last faint hope in men died with it.

Since then, she focused on power, using the innate talents from the Black Qilin Clan in Dugu Xiu to rise among the concubines and princes of Post Qin, becoming the Empress of Post Qin.

She helped the Qing Family rise prominently, becoming a famous noble family within Post Qin.

She controlled the harem, secretly executing the disobedient, favored concubines and palace maids.

No one dared mock her origins.

Empress Qing never thought that Dugu Sheng, after so many years, would unearth her past again, insulting her as a lowly woman.

Each of Dugu Sheng’s words was like a whip, lashing at Empress Qing’s heart.

Had she not been young before, not been pure and kind?

From a mere laundry maid to Empress, it was the damn palace that lost her the original innocence.

None of that mattered anymore.

Dugu Sheng enough, Hei Yao too, these figures had already become vestiges in Empress Qing’s life.

Her only hope rested on Dugu Xiu.

With only her bloodline, Dugu Xiu, he would never betray her.

But she again realized her mistake.

Now, her meticulously trained son of nearly twenty years, Dugu Xiu, was questioning her in hatred, for another woman, similarly young and beautiful, questioning her.

"That woman deserves to die; she surpasses Princess Consort Zi. Xiu’er, she disdains you completely, Mother cannot bear to see you suffer in this way," Empress Qing clasped Dugu Xiu’s sleeve, like a helpless child.

"Mother, haven’t you understood? She never bewitched me, by willing choice, I have confined her by my side. Mother, I am too disappointed in you. You shall reside in the Cold Palace from now on," Dugu Xiu shook the sleeve loose, feeling hollow, unable to discern disappointment from chilling indifference.

The world claims the Abolished Crown Prince Ye Beiming is pitiful, but who knows that he, Dugu Xiu, is the truly pitiful one.

His beloved does not love him, his parents want to use him, what remains for him?

Dugu Xiu, despairing, sat by the bedside, gazing at the lifeless Dugu Sheng, feeling neither grief nor joy, just like a wooden puppet.