Within the Imperial Palace, outside a secluded palace, two groups are confronting each other.
On one side, it’s the Empress and her followers, while on the other side are Prince Rui and Mu Qingge. Crown Prince Qin Jinxiu is currently nowhere to be seen.
"Qin Jinhao, are you rebelling? How dare you bring people to storm the palace!" The Empress, shielded by her people at the palace entrance, harshly questions Prince Rui.
At this moment, Prince Rui has already stepped forward, clutching the treasure sword in his hand, sneering at the Empress Han’s questioning: "Father is gravely ill, yet the Empress refuses to allow me, his son, to visit. I would rather ask what exactly it is that the Empress wants? Several days ago, it came out that Father was displeased with the Crown Prince. Then, suddenly, he falls seriously ill. I now suspect the Empress, along with the Crown Prince, has imprisoned Father to conduct unspeakable deeds. In unavoidable circumstances, for Father’s safety, I had no choice but to storm the palace. Empress, all of tonight’s events are caused by you; do you have the right to speak to me?"
"Humph, twisting the facts! His Majesty’s illness makes visits unsuitable; I’m simply following medical advice," says the Empress Han coldly.
"Not suitable for visits? Hao’er can’t see His Majesty, then can I not either? The Empress is His Majesty’s wife, does that mean I am not? Or is it the Imperial Physician dictated that only the Empress and Crown Prince may see His Majesty, and anyone else who does will worsen his condition?" An incisive voice interjects.
Mu Qingge, who had withdrawn to the side to spectate the drama, glances back and spots Imperial Concubine Jiang elegantly walking over amid supportive groups.
She is still alluring and charming, exuding elegance. But now, she has a sharper and cooler presence, and... a kind of exhilaration of having the situation under control.
"Mother Concubine." Seeing her arrive, Prince Rui hastens to show respectful salutation, fully embodying filial piety.
"Hao’er, you’ve been wronged." Imperial Concubine Jiang steps forward, grasping Qin Jinhao’s hand, filled with heartache.
Qin Jinhao swiftly says, "This is what I should do. For Father’s safety, how can I fear scorn from the world?"
"Such a good child, your Father would be proud of you," Imperial Concubine Jiang says with gratitude.
Their mutual display of sympathy not only darkens the Empress Han’s expression but nearly makes Mu Qingge nauseous.
"Enough! His Majesty is now gravely ill, yet you use this to attempt a coup. Such treachery, if it spreads, the people of Qin Country won’t spare you. I advise you to retreat quickly; cease this reckless path," says the Empress Han.
Qin Jinhao and Imperial Concubine Jiang exchange a glance, inwardly sneering.
At this stage, will they really stop? What naivety.
"Act!" Qin Jinhao’s eyes chill, ordering with killing intent.
Upon his command, the soldiers behind him rush out and clash with the Empress Han’s people.
Watching the chaotic battlefield, Qin Jinhao becomes increasingly arrogant. ’Qingge is right! History is written by the victors; for major accomplishments, why fret over trivial details? A real man must be ruthless when necessary. Once these people are killed, who else will know what happened tonight?’
The Empress Han’s people are already outnumbered compared to Qin Jinhao’s forces, and with Dragon Tooth Guards intermittently striking, victory soon becomes apparent.
The Empress Han, ragged and disheveled, is tossed at Imperial Concubine Jiang and Qin Jinhao’s feet.

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