"Y-Your Majesty, this man isn't my brother. He... he's an impostor. My... my brother would never rebel... you..."
Consort Zheng looked at the man seated on the raised dais, her breathing broken and uneven as she struggled to speak.
She had long known her brother harbored disloyal intentions, but despite her years of warnings, he had never taken her words to heart.
Now someone had actually entered the palace disguised as her brother. She had no idea whether this was part of his strategy or whether he had already gone ahead of her into death.
She knew His Majesty would never spare her another glance in this lifetime. After today, her honor and glory would be gone no matter what happened. Now... the only thing she could do was use her life to clear her brother of suspicion.
Chu Wenzong looked at Consort Zheng for a few moments before finally turning his gaze away from her face.
Soon afterward.
Fan Chengfeng, commander of the Imperial Guards, came to report, "Your Majesty, all the rebels and traitors have been slain. Their accomplices have also been successfully brought under control, and every member of the Zheng Family has been taken into custody."
After the impostor posing as Zheng Wanba fell, Zhao Yi walked over and felt around his face, successfully peeling off a human-skin mask.
Once everyone saw the man's face clearly, quite a few people present sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Someone actually impersonated Great General Zheng to stage a rebellion?"
"Who is this man? How could he harbor such a wolf's savage ambitions?"
"Strange. Why do I find him somewhat familiar?"
Upon hearing that they were safe, the officials who had been trembling in terror slowly recovered their wits and began examining the dead man before them.