After Rebirth, She Becomes the Revenge Queen-Chapter 555 - 359 Emperor_3

Chapter 555: Chapter 359 Emperor_3
The Empress shook her head, "For Yi Yi, it makes no difference. I don’t want to delve into past matters anymore. In short, getting the news that Yi Yi is still safe from you, I am already content.
"With you all as his friends, I am also at ease."
Fu Zhen clenched her teeth and said, "Your Majesty just said that the Emperor once killed even the soldiers who set the horses free. Logically speaking, no one should know about this. How did Your Majesty learn of it?"
"There are no walls in the world without cracks. At that time, without so many people contending, even if he hadn’t given his orders directly, someone would eventually connect the dots afterward.
"Others may not figure it out, but when the whisper reached my ears, could I still not deduce it?"
"When did you find out?"
The Empress pondered for a moment, "It must have been a few years after I gave birth to my third child, probably when he was three or four years old. At that time, preparations for the northwest war were underway, and many veteran generals from those days came to the capital. When folks meet, they always reminisce."
Fu Zhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pursing her lips tightly.
This aligns with the time King Yan was about three or four years old, which was when Dayue was harassing the northwest. At that time, King Yan would have needed medicinal herbs to condition his body, and the Empress took the opportunity to look for herbs as an excuse to avoid the Emperor and secretly trace Yang Yi’s whereabouts.
Because she no longer trusted the Emperor.
Tigers don’t eat their cubs, a principle valid among the commoners, but it cannot be applied to those in power, nor can it simply be elucidated.
From when King Yan was about three or four years old, the Empress was using guards from his palace to search for Yang Yi’s whereabouts, a task difficult to perform flawlessly over a decade.
At some point in the past, King Yan learned that his elder brother might still be alive, and later one day, he indeed encountered the living Yang Yi, thus reestablishing their brotherly bond unbeknownst to their parents.
Hence, the truth has come to light: King Yan was lying!
His insinuations last night about the Empress and Emperor conspiring against Yang Yi were purely attempts to sow discord!
Yang Yi was already disheartened with the Emperor; persuaded by Mr. Ning to enter the capital seven years ago, he almost died at the hands of his younger brother. How could he possibly desire to rekindle familial ties?
With one family member after another attempting to kill him, who would still want such family?
After the Empress composed herself, Fu Zhen accompanied her for two cups of tea before departing from Kunning Palace.
The midday sun shone brightly overhead, making it hard to believe that conspiracies were brewing everywhere beneath this clear sky.
When she reached outside Donghua Gate, she asked Zhang Cheng, "Where is the General?"
Zhang Cheng pointed towards the south city, "The General and General Cheng have a prior arrangement to go fishing with the guards from Prince Yan’s Palace. When I returned home to retrieve something half an hour ago, they were edly headed towards the south city with the fish they caught."
Fu Zhen inhaled deeply and then said, "First, go to Wanbin Building."
The fact that King Yan lied is confirmed, but under what circumstances did King Yan meet Yang Yi remains unknown to her. It appears now that Yang Yi trusts this younger brother deeply, and she must quickly unearth King Yan’s background to prevent Yang Yi from being harmed by his family again!
Few carriages and horses were on the road at noon, and the carriage traveled quickly, arriving at the Wanbin Building in less than fifteen minutes.
Passing by the restaurant’s front entrance, her eyes instinctively glanced over, then she tapped the carriage wall and said, "Stop the carriage; I will get off here."
She alighted from the carriage and walked towards another carriage that happened to be parked at the restaurant entrance at that moment.
Once off the carriage, she smiled with a hint of curiosity, raising her head to greet the person sitting inside the lifted curtain with a furrowed brow:
"Mr. Xie, why are you sitting here? Aren’t you going inside?"
Xie Zhang, who was half-leaning out, looking into the bustling restaurant, was startled by her greeting. Years of navigating the officialdom with ease couldn’t prevent a trace of fluster from surfacing:
"It’s you, Zhen."
"It’s me. What’s the matter with you? Who are you looking for?"
Fu Zhen also glanced curiously towards the restaurant entrance on tiptoe, following his gaze.
But the restaurant entrance appeared usual, as always, with countless diners flocking there.
"Not looking for anyone...I was just passing by." Xie Zhang’s face was quite uneasy, then he called to the driver, "Let’s go."
"Since you’re here, don’t rush off!" Fu Zhen immediately clung to the window, "Come down and have a cup of tea before you leave!"