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“Recently, seeing that you have made up your mind, and knowing that it will be very difficult to change your mind, he began to see Imperial Concubine Zhao frequently.”

Imperial Concubine Zhao? In Chu Yan’s mind, a pale and sick face appeared.

Imperial Concubine Zhao was the concubine mother of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince was seventeen years old this year, just at the age of fun. He left the palace to live alone at the age of five. Imperial Concubine Zhao did not want to leave their Imperial Father, so she let the young Eighth Prince Chu Jiang live alone in the huge mansion, and gradually became a real dandy, and his reputation was very bad.

He never thought that his father would set his eyes on the Eighth Prince.

That ignorant Chu Jiang has no talent for governance at all.

“So, you were angry and poisoned Imperial Father?” Chu Yan couldn’t believe that the woman in front of her poisoned her father.

Despite the solid evidence, he still wanted to hear her confess.

Meng Changling nodded bluntly: “Yes, I did it. If he helped the Eighth Prince to the throne, it would mean killing my son. I don’t know what about the Eighth Prince, but Imperial Concubine Zhao is a person who cares about every penny. These years, she has hated me to the core. She hates that I have been favored by the Supreme Emperor and neglected her. She hates that his son have to leave the palace when he was young and has never been seen by the Supreme Emperor even twice. But my son can see me by the Supreme Emperor every day.”

Tears welled up in Meng Changling’s eyes: “If the Eighth Prince is allowed to sit on the throne, Your Majesty, what do you think will happen to me and Jue’er?”

Chu Yan didn’t know what would happen, but he knew that in Imperial Concubine Zhao’s palace, at least a dozen maids and eunuchs died every year.

“Even so, you shouldn’t poison the emperor to commit such a heinous crime. When your Jue’er grows up, if he knows that his Imperial Father was killed by his mother, what will he think?”

Meng Changling smiled wryly and shook his head: “I didn’t think too far ahead. I just want my child to live and have a chance to grow up safely. I didn’t think about anything else.”

“Then do you know what the consequences will be?” Chu Yan asked.

Meng Changling finally knelt, kowtowed Chu Yan, and then said, “I did this alone, and it’s none of anyone’s business. Come to me alone, don’t implicate the innocent.”

Chu Yan snorted coldly: “What are you talking about? What if I have evidence to prove that the Meng Family was involved? You want me to pretend to be deaf and dumb?” Who can believe this kind of nonsense? As a concubine in the deep palace, how could she do so many things alone without the help of outside forces?

Where did she get the medicine that poisoned the late emperor?

Where did she meet the assassins who ambushed Zhou Awu and the Boss of the medicine shop come from?

“Imperial Concubine Meng, you have such a vicious heart. You have killed so many innocent lives just to save your son’s life. Your son’s life is life, and other people’s lives are worthless? Many people were silenced, and there was even a seven-year-old child, what did that child do wrong?”

Meng Changling knelt on the ground, crying like rain, shaking his head constantly. “I didn’t, I didn’t let them do it, and I don’t know how things became like this.” She never thought of harming other people’s children.