Chapter 568: The Crown Prince’s Revenge

Xie Liuzheng's eyes widened abruptly, and he said in shock, "What terrifying power."

It was only then that he realized how devastating the weapon Ji Yuntang had given him truly was.

This tiny hand grenade, unremarkable in his hand, was enough to blow up hundreds or even thousands of enemy soldiers.

No matter how skilled a martial artist they were, they had no power to resist in the face of such a weapon.

If a weapon this powerful were used on the battlefield, what country would dare challenge them?

The more Xie Liuzheng thought about it, the more excited he got. In his excitement, he pulled out another grenade, pulled the ring, and threw it into the enemy ranks.

Instantly, flames shot skyward, men and horses scattered in chaos, and dozens or hundreds more soldiers were blasted into the air.

The terrifying sight sent the soldiers into a panic, and they turned and began to flee.

"Run! Everyone run for your lives!"

The death of Imperial Guard Commander Zhu Wei, combined with the terrifying power of that mysterious weapon, completely shattered their morale. They dropped their weapons and fled in panic.

Seeing this, Shen Xiangming immediately commanded the Shen family army to give chase. Empress Dowager Yuan's forces fell apart completely. Soon, the dead were dead, and the survivors were captured and thrown into chains.

Meanwhile, at Cining Palace...

Ji Yuntang picked off all the shadow guards with her sniper rifle, and Hua Feixue's forces also wiped out all of Empress Dowager Yuan's men.

He kicked open the main doors and stormed into Cining Palace.

At that moment, Empress Dowager Yuan was still keeping watch beside Yuanchao's body, gazing at him through tearful eyes, sobbing brokenly.

Seeing this, Hua Feixue curled his lips in mockery and said with disdain, "So you do cry when your son dies? I thought you were cold-blooded, with a heart of stone!"

Hearing his voice, Empress Dowager Yuan immediately turned around, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.

She shielded Yuanchao behind her and said hatefully, "Chu Yi, who said you could barge in here? Get out this instant!"

Hua Feixue sneered and advanced step by step, his sword dripping with blood.

"Old Witch, get a grip on reality. Right now, my men have you surrounded. Your army is wiped out, and you've got no way out. What right do you have to talk like that?"

Empress Dowager Yuan's face went as pale as paper in an instant. She stumbled back two steps, her cheek muscles twitching.

"Impossible, this is impossible. How could my four hundred thousand troops lose to you?"

Hua Feixue looked at her as if she'd just told the world's funniest joke, and said with contempt in his eyes:

"What's so impossible about it? A loss is a loss. When you stole from others back then, didn't it ever occur to you that you'd have to pay it back?"

Empress Dowager Yuan's face turned absolutely livid, and she fell silent. But Hua Feixue suddenly placed his sword against her neck.

"Old Witch, do you know how many people's blood is on this blade? Every last one of them died because of you."

"Not a single day has passed that I haven't wanted to kill you. You killed my mother and poisoned my brother. I've wanted to cut you into a thousand pieces and send you to the afterlife to keep my loved ones company."

The blade bit into Empress Dowager Yuan's skin. She hissed in pain, and the sting snapped her back to her senses.

Her dazed eyes suddenly blazed with desperation. "No, I haven't lost yet."

"Chu Yi, don't you forget—your father is still in my hands. If you kill me, you'll never lay eyes on your father again!"

Hua Feixue narrowed his eyes dangerously. Sure enough, Ji Yuntang was right—the Old Witch would definitely try to use his father as leverage.

He was now incredibly grateful that, with Ji Yuntang's help, he'd already gotten Emperor Chu out!

The Old Witch had nothing left to threaten him with now.

Hua Feixue fixed his dark, cold eyes on her, his voice icy.

"So what? You're still going to die at my hands, aren't you?"

Empress Dowager Yuan's head was already pounding, and when she saw that Hua Feixue was unmoved and about to stab her again, panic set in.

"Chu Yi, do you really not want to see your father?"

"He talks about you every day, calls out your name in his sleep. Are you really going to let him die?"

At that, Hua Feixue's sword actually stopped.

Empress Dowager Yuan thought her words had hit home. She was secretly thrilled, thinking Hua Feixue was easy to manipulate after all.

She knew he wouldn't abandon Emperor Chu—after all, he was Emperor Chu's favorite son!

How could he possibly refuse to save Emperor Chu?

Empress Dowager Yuan knew her top priority: stall for time until Nanny An brought Emperor Chu.

By then, she'd have a chance to turn the tables.

Let Hua Feixue have his moment of arrogance. He'd be the one crying soon enough.

With that in mind, she kept playing on his emotions: "Chu Yi, the only reason I imprisoned your father was to force you to come back."

"The kingdom of Xishu ultimately belongs to your Chu family. I'm just holding it in trust. I've long wanted to hand it over to you, but you kept avoiding me and refused to come back."

"Chu Yi, do you have any idea how hard I've searched for you..."

Before she could finish, Hua Feixue cut her off. "Are you done talking?"

"Then shut your mouth!"

Hua Feixue's eyes turned dark and murderous, and he drove his sword straight into Empress Dowager Yuan.

The strike didn't hit anything vital—it landed in her lower abdomen.

Bright red blood instantly soaked Empress Dowager Yuan's robes. She doubled over in agony, unable to straighten up.

"Nanny An, Nanny An..."

She called for Nanny An several times before it hit her—she'd already sent the woman out to find Emperor Chu.

It had been ages, and she still hadn't come back.

Empress Dowager Yuan clutched her bleeding abdomen and ground out between clenched teeth, "Chu Yi, you can't kill me. I'm the only one who can save your father."

Hua Feixue's gaze darkened, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes.

"You think that's enough to threaten me?"

"I stopped just now only because I thought that slicing your throat open with one cut would be letting you off far too easily."

"For every person you've killed from the Chu family, I'll put a sword in you. I want you to feel the same despair and agony before death."

Which of his Empress Mother, Imperial Brother, and Imperial Sister hadn't been tormented relentlessly by Empress Dowager Yuan before drawing their last breath?

He was merely giving her a taste of her own medicine now!

At this thought, Hua Feixue thrust the sword into Empress Dowager Yuan once more.

"This strike is for my Empress Mother. You drove her to her death, tore apart my father and mother's bond, left my mother bedridden, and in the end, she died full of bitterness and hatred."

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