Having reached this suspicion, Nanny Song couldn’t comprehend the little Emperor’s baffling actions.

But she could understand why her Empress Dowager suddenly burst into tears and laughter.

Because even an old, simple-minded servant like her could guess the "truth," how could the exceptionally wise and astute Empress Dowager fail to see it?

The Empress Dowager was truly heartbroken by the little Emperor!

Nanny Song had no children, but she could empathize. Just imagining herself in Empress Dowager He’s shoes was enough to make her heart feel like it was on fire, pierced with needles!

"So, the little Emperor is not even my own son!"

He Tiantian laughed sorrowfully, gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and softly uttered these words.

Then, without any explanation, she stood up directly and left the grand hall, ignoring the astonished, puzzled, or gloating looks from the crowd.

Emperor Yongcheng was also greatly surprised. He opened his mouth, wanting to call her back, but didn’t know what to say.

According to the plan, he was supposed to denounce "Empress Dowager He" for using underhanded tactics like surrogate birth and abandoning the mother for the child, and cry out injustice for his "biological mother."

He was even prepared for how to "investigate" thoroughly if Empress Dowager He refuted.

But... anticipating various possibilities and making numerous preparations, Ah Bi even had a "Blood Letter" left by Ah Yuan in her hand as proof of Emperor Yongcheng’s identity.

Yet, Empress Dowager He didn’t utter a single word in defense, seemingly "acquiescing"!

This, this—

Punching into thin air, Emperor Yongcheng, Zheng Nianer, Lady Hu, and others felt not only inexplicable emptiness but also a vague fear.

On the surface, it seemed they had achieved their goal.

But why didn’t they feel the anticipated excitement and joy?

Wang Yuan slowly lifted his eyelids, glanced at the emotionally exposed Emperor Yongcheng, and subtly shook his head.

Feng Shou: ... Dead, burn paper if you have something to say!

Noble Dowager Consort Xie and Prince Liang’s mother and son were exceptionally thrilled.

Were it not for a sliver of rationality reminding them, mother and son would have loved to dance on the spot and command fireworks to be set off for three days and nights in celebration!

"Haha! I’ve seen fools, but never one like Zhao Gui! Disparaging himself, severing his own wings, as if afraid his position as Emperor isn’t precarious enough!"

Prince Liang couldn’t wait for the banquet to end; he wanted to start conniving immediately. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Without Empress Dowager He’s support, Zhao Gui keeps messing up, how far is he from being a deposed Emperor?

And the late Emperor only had two sons; if Zhao Gui were deposed, wouldn’t it be Prince Liang’s turn?

"... Lady He, you’ve been strong all your life, schemed all your life, and yet you end up defeated by your own flesh and blood?"

Compared to Prince Liang’s boiling enthusiasm, Noble Dowager Consort Xie felt a deep sense of vindication.

"Haha, the son would rather acknowledge a lowly Palace Attendant as his real mother than recognize you as his Empress Dowager mother; you must be in unspeakable pain! Haha, well, you’ve failed so miserably at life!"

"As a wife, a failure; as a mother, incompetent! Now, about to become a grandmother, yet you’re stabbed in the heart by your own son... haha! It’s karma, truly karma!"

Noble Dowager Consort Xie was almost laughing to tears.

She could hardly wait to run to the Imperial Mausoleum to gleefully report to the late Emperor everything that happened today.

Noble Dowager Consort Xie even clenched her teeth, thinking that Lady He suddenly becoming a "Childless Empress Dowager," would be left without anything to flaunt in the future?!

"Erlang, the matter has come to this, let’s settle the question of status as soon as possible!"

"Empress Dowager He" suddenly departing left a bizarre atmosphere on scene.

Zheng Nianer, kneeling near Emperor Yongcheng, discreetly spoke to him.

Emperor Yongcheng suppressed the anxiety and fear in his heart, looked at Zheng Nianer and then at the people around the scene, and after a long pause, he spoke with a somewhat hoarse voice:

"The truth is revealed, I turned out to be the biological child of the Palace Attendant Ah Yuan!"

"Ah, Ah Mother has already passed, regarding the matters of those days, I will not pursue them. I posthumously honor Ah Mother as Empress Dowager Xiao Zhen—"

Here, Emperor Yongcheng deliberately paused for a moment.

He worried that the courtiers would object.

After all, the posthumous honor to Empress Dowager was no trivial matter, and the so-called mystery of his birth was full of holes.

Let’s not mention others, just Feng Shou alone wouldn’t allow him to act recklessly.

But to Emperor Yongcheng’s surprise, after he said so much, not a single person among the attending ministers, nobles, and the Imperial Family objected.

As for Feng Shou—

Dead, do not disturb!

"Late Emperor, it truly isn’t that I’m not fulfilling my promise back then, but your son leaves me powerless!"

Luckily, back then, Feng Shou promised the late Emperor that during his lifetime, he would never allow the reigning Jiangshan of the Dayuan Dynasty to be replaced.

If Zhao Gui didn’t work out, wasn’t there still Zhao Yao?

And Feng Shou was already aged and couldn’t even guarantee how much longer he could live!