"Han'er! Han'er, what's happened to you? Let go of my son, release him, please!"
Yi Fei rushed forward, trying to rescue the Third Prince from the guards, but she was forcefully pushed aside and fell to the ground.
The Third Prince, his face covered in tears, looked at his mother, yet no longer struggled.
"Mother, I'm sorry. I've let you down. From now on, I will be demoted to a commoner. Don't let my fate cause you any more sorrow. You must live well. I've failed you, and I won't be able to stay by your side anymore. Please don't plead for me, just take care of yourself."
"No, Han'er! How will I live without you? Han'er!"
Yi Fei collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly, but could only watch as the carriage carrying the Third Prince moved further away.
He was being immediately escorted back to the capital, a sign that Ning Chen was utterly disappointed in this son, unwilling to see him anymore.
Overcome with grief, Yi Fei fainted as she struggled to catch her breath.
Outside the tent, chaos ensued as she was carried back to her quarters.
Meanwhile, both the Fourth Prince and Ning Chen were being treated for their injuries.
Ning Chen had a gash on his arm, while the Fourth Prince had further injured his arm when the Third Prince shoved him, and it would likely need another month or two to heal completely.
The First and Second Princes arrived after hearing the commotion, unaware of what had transpired. However, seeing that the Third Prince had been demoted and imprisoned, they could guess much of what had happened.
They stayed quietly by the side, not daring to say much.
On the other side, Enhejin and his men refused to surrender. Fortunately, several generals were present. Despite his back injury, Ye Zhe joined the fight, and naturally, Huo Pingbei wouldn't fall behind either. With Ao Qi leading the charge, the three other princes also came to lend a hand. Enhejin and his followers were soon captured.
Evidence of Enhejin's dealings with the Liao Kingdom was found in his possession, which amounted to treason.
Without hesitation, Ning Chen ordered his immediate execution.
This time, Ning Chen's fury was unprecedented—even the women weren't spared.
Ironically, Ulan Tuya had only just been betrothed as a secondary consort to the Third Prince, but now, that was no longer meant to be.
However, since Ning Yu Han was no longer the Third Prince of Nan Qi, there was no need for a secondary consort anyway.
The purge claimed the lives of more than a hundred people. The execution grounds, once covered in lush green grass, were stained red with blood, attracting wolves and vultures that circled overhead.
Ning Chen appointed a general to take control of Enhejin's territory, leaving only three princes in Zasake.
This massacre was a stern warning to all: Ning Chen was the Emperor of Nan Qi. He could bestow titles and riches, but with a single gesture, he could also erase everything.
With Enhejin's fate as a warning, the other three princes of Zasake dared not harbor any further rebellious thoughts.
When Ye Yun finally awoke, it was noon on the third day.
Had she not woken up then, it would have been another crisis.
Ning Chen had already lashed out at the imperial physicians several times, and by now, no one in the camp dared to raise their voice.
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The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 3)
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