Chapter 794 - 794: That’s a Tree Planted by My Imperial Grandmother

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However, Gu Nuo’er fluttered her long eyelashes and blinked her black eyes.

“I don’t think that’s right. Father might also have doubts in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t dislike Grand Consort Yu and the others!”

Old Madam Qiao had also heard that recently, after Prince Guang’s family entered the capital, they were ostracized by the imperial court and even the harem.

If Gu Yihan still remembered Grand Consort Yu’s kindness in raising him in the past, he would stop all of this.

However, he didn’t stop them. Instead, he let everyone mock Prince Guang and the others coldly.

This meant that Gu Yihan must also have doubts about the former empress’s death.

Actually, if the late emperor hadn’t passed away early, the mysteries to the previous empress’s injustice would have long been solved.

After all, before the late emperor passed away, he left behind an imperial edict.

He did not allow Consort Yu’s prince to ascend the throne.

Consort Yu thought that after planning for many years and defeating the late empress, there was finally no one else who could compete with her anymore.

What she didn’t expect was that even until his death, the late emperor was still suspecting her!

The first thing Gu Yihan did after ascending the throne was to confer the title of empress dowager to the mother who had brought him up, Consort Yu.

However, with a wave of his brush, he ignored the opposition of the remaining factions in the imperial court that supported Prince Guang.

He directly conferred the title of Grand Consort to Grand Consort Yu and then chased Prince Guang’s family out of the capital.

It was already Gu Yihan’s greatest benevolence not to kill them.

Old Madam Qiao agreed with Gu Nuo’er’s words.

She wrapped her arms around Gu Nuo’er’s small shoulders and sighed.

“Perhaps there’s a predestined arrangement. The tree that Nuo’er was protecting was also planted by the late empress back then.”

The child was a little sleepy. When she heard this, she couldn’t help but look up again.

“Oh? It was Imperial Grandmother’s idea?”

“That’s right. Back then, the late empress was famous and was the most outstanding female student in the state school.

“She had planted that sapling with the teacher and even said that if anyone could study under this tree in the future, they could enjoy the cool summer admire the moon in autumn.

“If that could happen, the sweat she shed that day would not be in vain.”

Gu Nuo’er’s voice was sleepy as she muttered softly, “Nuo’er likes that tree the most. It grows small branches. When the wind blows, it tickles Nuo’er’s face!”

When Old Madam Qiao heard this, she laughed.

She couldn’t help but think of the late empress’s family.

After Chi Fu’s death, the Chi Family moved out of the capital.

After so many years, His Majesty didn’t mention them anymore, so everyone naturally didn’t know where the Chi Family lived.

Just as Old Madam Qiao was about to sigh, she lowered her eyes to take a look.

The child had already fallen asleep in her arms.

Old Madam Qiao blamed herself.

When one was old, they would be a little long-winded.

She covered Gu Nuo’er with a blanket.

However, she heard the child mutter, “Imperial Grandmother…’ Old Madam Qiao paused.

The tears that she had just suppressed almost surged up again.

She immediately felt indescribable bitterness in her heart.

“Elder Sister Fu, I wonder if your spirit in heaven has seen how well His

Majesty has been after he ascended the throne.

“Now, you also have a cute and obedient granddaughter.

All her longing for her old friend finally turned into a deep sigh.

There was only the moonlight outside that was eternal and gently hung high.

The night wind blew slowly across the courtyard, and the stars blinked quietly.

At the same time…

Prince Guang secretly met up with a top-notch assassin.

The secret room was brightly lit.

The assassin kneeling in front of Prince Guang was dressed in professional night clothes.

His eyes were filled with sharp killing intent.

Prince Guang looked at him. “You’re the expert sent by the young master to help me assassinate?”

“Yes.” The man in black’s voice was cold.

Prince Guang narrowed his small eyes.

“Then do you know that although this is called an assassination, it’s actually to create the illusion that I’m sacrificing myself to save my master?”