Chapter 8 — Poisonous Medicine Cup

“Consider it.” I slowly turned the silver needle: "They took advantage of me, of course they have to pay some profit." He did not comment, just said: "Too light." I raised my head to look at him and burst into laughter. "The Royal Family's taste is great." "Learn from the Royal Highness." We both looked at each other for a moment, but we both burst out laughing. This feeling is very strange. Just like two snakes, both of whom are not good people, finally find their kind in the mud. Half a month later, the person behind it finally revealed its traces. Not the Crown Prince, nor the Queen. It's the Emperor. In the past, King Tinh achieved so many victories that the Emperor became afraid and took advantage of an old case on the border to amputate his legs. But he was afraid that outsiders would talk about him, so he kept him as a "disabled but not dead" prince. And I am the second chain arranged by the Emperor... If Tinh Vuong is not at peace, my poisoned blade can stab him in the back at any time. If I lose control, the Emperor can easily kill me. Unfortunately, he missed one thing. He did not expect that not only did Tinh Vuong and I not hate each other, but on the contrary, we also boarded the same boat. After hearing the secret message, I leaned against the window and laughed for a long time. "Your father is even more poisonous than me." Tinh Vuong stood behind me, his voice calm. "So it's time to give it back." I turned to look at him. "You want the throne?" He didn't answer immediately. Just say: "I want to live." I understand. In the royal family, if you want to survive, you have to step on other people's bones. I walked up to him, helped him adjust his collar, and smiled gently. "Then I'll help you." A month later, news spread in the palace that the Emperor suddenly had a strange illness. The hospital is helpless. The first person the Queen thought of was me. She personally sent someone to the royal palace, inviting me into the palace for treatment. Let's go. The Emperor lay on the bed, his face gray, his breathing heavy. When he saw me enter the palace, there was clearly a flash of fear and anger in his eyes. I took his pulse. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand. The Queen quickly asked: "How?" I raised my head and smiled gently at her. "It's not an illness." "It's poison." Everyone in the palace was frightened. The Emperor stared at me, a vague angry sound coming from his throat, but he couldn't say a word. He finally understood. I bent down and helped him adjust the corner of the blanket, my voice as soft as a whisper. "Your Majesty, don't worry." "For the time being, you cannot die." "I will let you see with your own eyes, see the son you are most afraid of sitting in your position." The Emperor's eyes widened as if they were about to crack. The Queen's face turned pale. When I stood up and turned around, I just saw King Tinh standing against the light outside the palace door. He has arrived. It's also time to collect the net. The third day after the Emperor was poisoned, the Crown Prince forced his confession. This chess game was deliberately set out for him by us. The emperor fell ill, the princes stood outside to observe, and people in the court panicked. The Crown Prince thought the opportunity had come and led his army to surround the imperial citadel, but did not know that over the years, King Tinh had been disabled and had hidden his talents. The dark guards and his former subordinates in the border army were never truly disbanded. That night, the fire in the royal citadel rose sky high. I stood on the high floor, looking at the lights of swords and swords below, I just felt extremely quiet. The stench of blood floated in the wind, yet it was easier to smell than the scents in the royal garden. Before leaving the palace, King Tinh asked me if I wanted to leave or not. I said no need. The play is so good, why avoid it? The Crown Prince failed very quickly. His biggest mistake is treating everyone as idiots. When morning came, he suffered

escorted to the Emperor's bed, his hair disheveled, his eyes filled with blood. The queen rushed to hug him, crying so much that she almost fainted, no longer half of her motherly appearance. The emperor lay on the bed, so angry that his whole body was shaking, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence. I stood next to him, watching silently. This is royalty. Father is not like father, son is not like son, husband and wife only calculate each other. Very interesting indeed. The third prince is the person who knows the best about the times. As soon as he saw the Crown Prince's failure, that night he submitted a request to take care of the royal mausoleum. The person who gave the plaque said that when writing, his hand always trembled, as if he was afraid that if he were one step slower, I would remember the old debt and make up for the missing amount of poison from the past for him. After listening, I laughed for a long time. As for the Su family, they simply couldn't hold out until the end. My father had his property confiscated, was imprisoned, and was exiled thousands of miles away. Mother Su could not bear the attack, and within a few days she died of illness in the palace. To Yen was still alive. After having her name erased from the To family's family tree, she was escorted out of the capital with a group of female relatives of criminals. Before leaving, she asked to meet me once. That day it rained very heavily.