Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

So she had to reveal the truth.

Although Xiao Zhan had already noticed his mother's abnormality, he still found it hard to accept when he heard her confession with his own ears.

"Why, Mother? Why do you do this?"

Xiao Zhan asked, "We have discussed the seriousness of the consequences before, why are you still targeting ***?"

"I don't want my son to be controlled by her anymore, nor do I want my daughter to continue to be bullied by her. I also want to avenge my eldest and second brothers."

"I just did what any mother would do," Mrs. Wind explained.

"What a mother should do? How ridiculous!"

Jiang Xue sneered, "Do you know that your actions have pushed Feng Mansion into a desperate situation? It's really stupid."

After saying that, she ordered Fudong to seal off Feng Mansion, not allowing anyone to enter or leave, and arranged for someone to send "Feng Liangjue" back to his mother for comfort.

In fact, Feng Tiancheng sacrificed himself for the country in the Battle of Yangshan, and Jiang Xue would not harm his descendants.

The scene just now was nothing more than Fu Dong pressing Feng Liangjue's acupoints to make him sleep, and then applying fake blood to create the effect.

Xiao Zhan had already guessed that things would not be that simple, so he did not try to stop it.

Mrs. Feng finally realized that Jiang Xue was testing her, but it was too late to regret.

After Jiang Xue left a harsh word, she hurried to Zhaode Hall. Finding the antidote was her top priority. As for how to deal with Madam Feng, she planned to discuss it later.

Xiao Zhan glanced at his mother and said, "Aunt, the country comes first, and the family comes second. How can you face the ancestors of the Feng family with what you did today? I am really disappointed."

After saying that, he followed Jiang Xue's steps and went to Zhaode Hall together.

Feng Ziqing had just laid down to rest when she was suddenly awakened by the scream of her maid Zhuier.

Before she had time to put on her clothes, the door was kicked open and Jiang Xue strode in with a sword in hand.

No one has ever seen Jiang Xue so resolute. Her aura is so frightening.

"Jiang Xue, what...what do you want to do?" Feng Ziqing asked tremblingly.

"Get rid of you."

Before she finished her words, the tip of Jiang Xue's sword had already touched Feng Ziqing's neck. A line of blood appeared and blood dripped along the sword.

"I am the Empress Dowager, you must not..." Feng Ziqing tried to maintain her dignity.

Jiang Xue put away her sword and kicked Feng Ziqing in the leg, causing her to fall to her knees.

"Listen, for every lie you tell, I will add a scar to your face until it is disfigured. Not only that, your hands and legs will also pay the price if you dare to deceive me."

"You...you...you dare?" Feng Ziqing trembled with fear.

"Why don't you dare?"

Jiang Xue sneered: "You may not know yet, the Imperial Guards just raided your Feng Mansion, Feng Liangjue is dead, and what can you do?"

"Evil woman!" Feng Ziqing cursed.

Jiang Xue swung out with a palm, and Feng Ziqing's face immediately swelled up and blood flowed out of his mouth.

"From now on, don't speak without permission, or this will be your fate."

Facing Jiang Xue's sharp gaze like an icy blade, Feng Ziqing's fear grew rapidly like snow encountering the scorching sun, and even her tongue seemed to be tied.

Jiang Xue's voice was as cold as if it came from an ice cellar: "Did you provide poison to your mother?"

"No, I never..." Feng Ziqing hurriedly denied, but before she could finish her words, Jiang Xue swung the sword like lightning, leaving a deep wound on her pretty face.

The sudden severe pain made Feng Ziqing scream repeatedly. Her hand touched her cheek, which was covered with warm blood - that was the face she was proud of, but now it was ruthlessly destroyed.

"Your mother has admitted it, and you are still lying."

Jiang Xue warned: "If you keep lying, the next scar will be more serious, until you can no longer recognize yourself."

Feng Ziqing felt a chill coming over her, realizing that her beauty might be ruined. She trembled in her heart, and finally told the truth: "Indeed, I gave it to you."

Jiang Xue asked about the origin of the poison, and Feng Ziqing explained that four years ago, the fourth prince of Western Xia, Yelu Hong, secretly gave her a bottle of poison, claiming that the medicine could make people die silently in their dreams.

Jiang Xue immediately understood everything: "He wants you to use this poison against the late emperor so that Heng'er can ascend the throne as soon as possible, right?"

Feng Ziqing admitted in a low voice that Yelu Hong had promised to help her for his own benefit.

However, as the late emperor designated Heng'er as the crown prince, Feng Ziqing felt that there was no need to take any more risks.

As for why she recently plotted to harm Jiang Xue, it was because she discovered the close relationship between Jiang Xue, Yun Che and Heng'er.

“I thought you had really given up the fight and even started to trust Yun Che, but it turned out to be a trap set by him and you to confuse me and my mother.”

Feng Ziqing's eyes were full of resentment: "When Lu told me that she saw the three of you happily lighting lotus lanterns together on the night of the Lantern Festival, I saw your true colors."

"You tried to make Yun Che and Heng'er forget me and take Qian Country for yourself. I will never let you succeed."

Feng Ziqing gritted her teeth and said, "So, my mother and I decided to take action."

Jiang Xue listened quietly, her eyes still cold, as if she was weighing what to do next.

"Yun Che doesn't like plum cakes, but you know this dessert. When your mother prepared it specially for you, she actually hid poison in it.

I never thought that a dying man would be willing to betray me and involve me in order to hurt you."

"Because she values ​​her son and grandson more than you."

Jiang Xue said coldly: "Feng Ziqing, when Yelu Hong gave you poison, did he also give you the antidote?"

"No."

Jiang Xue's laughter was full of disdain, which made Feng Ziqing feel chilled.

"You have answered truthfully, so what next? Do you think I will let you go?"

“I know you are bluffing. I am Yun Che’s cousin. As long as you want him to serve the Qian Kingdom, you will not kill me.”

"Then let's see if I dare."

Since Feng Ziqing's behavior almost got Jiang Heng injured, Jiang Xue decided not to show mercy.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Feng Ziqing's heart, Yun Che's voice came from behind: "Xiaoxue, don't!"

Hearing his voice, Jiang Xue slowed down the sword in her hand and only gently stabbed it into Feng Ziqing's body.

Feng Ziqing widened her eyes: "You really..."

Dissatisfied with his hesitation just now, Jiang Xue prepared to attack again, but Yun Che quickly stepped forward and grabbed the sword blade, and blood immediately stained his hand red.

"Xiaoxue, please don't kill her."

"Yun Che, do you understand what you are saying?"

Jiang Xue questioned, "Feng Ziqing has opposed me many times and even tried to take my life, and you still want me to let her go?"

"I remember when I was sick as a child, my aunt and cousin stayed with me all night and told me stories until I fell asleep. In those memories, she was very kind to me. For the sake of our past, please spare her life."