Most of these little figures are naturally thanks to Xiaojiu’s efforts.
Xiaojiu couldn’t bury the little figures in a pit like them, instead, it hung them on trees, threw them into bird nests, or onto rooftops.
Ordinary people don’t hide things like this, so it’s remarkable that the Duwei Prefecture guards managed to find them all.
These little figures had been exposed to wind and rain, dirtied quite a bit, but it could be seen they were made recently.
Consort Han had no words to defend herself: "Your Majesty! Please believe me!"
No, the emperor only believed in himself.
The emperor did not fail Xiao Hen’s expectations and once again began his powerful imagination.
These little figures were made recently, from him to Shangguan Yun, and then to Shangguan Qing, all had been pinned by Consort Han, showing her anger was directed at all three of them.
Just a few days ago, he had deposed the Crown Prince, reinstating Shangguan Yun’s status as the Third Princess.
These two events were directly related, it wouldn’t be wrong to say that Shangguan Qi’s position as Crown Prince was lost because of Shangguan Yun.
Her son was deposed, so she bore resentment, hating Shangguan Yun, the real culprit, and also hating him, the biased emperor, and she was so angry that she sought to harm Shangguan Qing, who didn’t have much time left anyway.
This showed just how vicious she was!
Xiao Hen could tell from the emperor’s gradually sinking expression that the emperor believed most of it in his heart. Who could blame him? Even the loyal Xuanyuan Family could become victims of his suspicion, let alone the always discontented Consort Han?
But there’s actually a flaw in this matter of pinning little figures.
Whether or not Consort Han could discover it was unknown.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
In her extreme panic, a sudden flash of insight struck Consort Han, "Your Majesty! I am truly wronged! I have no reason to do this! I understand, Your Majesty suspects that I am voicing discontent for the Second Prince, which causes resentment towards Your Majesty! But Your Majesty, I loathe Shangguan Yun because since she returned to the capital, she has consistently opposed my son! I have grounds to detest her, to deal with her, but what reason do I have to deal with Your Majesty? My son is no longer the Crown Prince, even if anything happens to Your Majesty, it won’t be his turn to inherit the throne!"
What’s more, the Crown Prince was deposed for the crime of attempting to assassinate the emperor. Since his crime has not been cleared, if anything happens to the emperor, he would be the primary suspect.
His chances of inheriting the throne are the lowest.
Unless Consort Han were out of her mind, she wouldn’t do something so thankless.
The emperor believed she harbored resentment towards him in her heart, but he wouldn’t believe she was willing to pave the way for another prince.
Xiao Hen looked at the quick-witted Consort Han and once again sighed at how no woman in the Imperial Harem is foolish.
It’s all as Granny expected.
The emperor gave Consort Han a deep, sharp look and asked, "Indeed, why do you want me dead?"
Consort Han was utterly shocked.
Even more so than when she saw seven or eight little figures.
Did she mean that!
What you mean doesn’t matter, what the emperor thinks you mean does.
The emperor said coldly, "Continue searching! See if there’s anything suspicious in this palace!"
Here it comes, the scene of planting evidence.
Xiao Hen coughed three times.
This was a signal.
The master of the skies, Xiaojiu, swooped into Consort Han’s Sleeping Palace—
Because all the palace maids were summoned outside, leaving the room empty.
Xiaojiu strutted grandly on the bird-reflective floor, carrying something in its beak.
It walked up to the tall brass mirror adorned with flowers, flexed its non-existent biceps with its wings, admired its own majestic little figure, and proudly raised its eagle head.
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