Forensic Imperial Concubine novel Chapter 640

Sherry was currently being confined in the Cold Palace, which made all the other ladies in the Imperial Palace quite worried. After all, what if the same fate befell them? They all shuddered at the thought of it.

As soon as Monica heard the news, she immediately ordered her servants to close her palace gate at once, refusing to go out from then on. For as long as she did not try to stir up any trouble, the empress probably wouldn't persecute her.

Meanwhile, Felix headed straight toward the Tranquil Hall after the imperial court session was over. The empress was there painting a picture of the magnificent spring scenery. When she saw her son arrive, a faint smile crept onto her face. "Right now, Francis is in prison. And Sherry, on the other hand, is in the Cold Palace. Do you have any thoughts about it?"

"Thoughts?" A strange look flashed across Felix's eyes and he gestured for everyone else present to leave. Soon, they had the room to themselves—the empress, Felix, and the emperor, who lay motionless on the bed and was still in a coma.

Seeing this, the empress quickly understood that Felix wanted to say something that couldn't be said in front of others or heard by anyone else.

"So, have you come up with a plan?"

"When is Father going to regain consciousness? What did the imperial physicians say?" Felix asked casually. After he took a seat, his eyes were fixated on the emperor who had yet to wake up from his coma.

"The imperial physicians couldn't say for certain," the empress replied as she went on painting. "It won't be good for us if he stays unconscious like this. After all, we have closed off the Tranquil Hall for many days. I'm pretty sure those officials must be starting to feel suspicious about it, especially after what Francis said during today's court session."

Felix's face turned into a slight frown, and he exclaimed, "Mother, I want to be the emperor!"

When the emperor heard this, her hand froze in the air and then the smile on her face grew even wider and brighter. "Whether your dream can come into fruition depends on how far you're willing to go to get it."

While Felix was having a conversation with the empress, the old emperor's eyelids suddenly twitched as though he was about to wake up. However, it only lasted for a fleeting moment and the emperor didn't open his eyes in the end. The mother and son didn't notice that at all.

"How far?" Felix sneered. "Mother, would you mind elaborating on that?"

"Kill your father, the emperor. Do you have the guts to do such a thing?" the empress asked in a grim tone. If the emperor had a sudden death, Felix would then be the rightful heir to the throne. It would be much better to let the emperor die instead of just letting him stay in bed sick all the time. After the emperor's death, Felix would inherit the throne legally. That way, everything would be done completely above board and out in the open.

For a brief moment, silence filled the air. Then, Felix turned his gaze toward the emperor who was on the bed. "Of course I have the guts!"