There was silence at first, and only when the queen collapsed onto the table did the noble lady scream.

The ministers could not hide their surprise and all looked up at the emperor.

The emperor still held the wine glass, looking at it with an extremely ugly expression. Then, his eyes turned to Jiang Zhiyu.

【Okay, it’s time to live.】

Jiang Zhiyu wiped his hands, took a few steps forward, checked and said, "Your Majesty, the Empress has died of poisoning."

Everyone gasped again.

The captain led the Jinyiwei into the hall, drew his sword and looked at everyone vigilantly.

The emperor threw the wine glass in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Who could have done such a daring thing? Investigate thoroughly!"

As he said this, his eyes were fixed on Prince Yu, without blinking.

The Queen Mother fiddled with the Buddhist beads in her hand, and Song Shiwei wisely took the wine jug in front of her away.

The queen died of mysterious poisoning in public. Civil and military officials all whispered about it, and the envoys from various countries also looked unhappy.

The emperor ordered the Jinyiwei to carry the queen's body to the back hall and let the coroner perform an autopsy immediately. He then ordered the eunuchs to call more imperial physicians. The Jinyiwei would be responsible for searching the body, while the imperial physicians would be responsible for finding out the source of the poison.

Erzhu Huaji and Tudola looked at each other, with some doubt in their eyes.

This, this is not right.

It's different from what they agreed upon.

Wasn't the medicine meant for the emperor? Why was it given to the empress?

And the poison they gave was not a deadly one, it just made people feel weak.

As he was speaking, there was a sound of falling, and then, as if it were contagious, all the people who were standing staggered and fell down one after another.

There were also exclamations and screams of disbelief.

Only then did Prince Yu laugh out loud, facing the confused, fearful, and bewildered looks of the courtiers, and he stood up with a smile: "You are truly lucky, my good brother."

As he laughed, another team of veiled men in black rushed into the palace. With the flash of swords and the flicker of sabers, they took control of all the Qianhu and Jinyiwei in a few breaths.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise.

What Prince Yu meant by this was that it was Prince Yu who did the Queen's thing, and it was most likely manslaughter.

Everyone lowered their heads, not knowing whether they were mourning for the poor queen or feeling fear for the unknown things that would happen next.

The emperor's face showed no surprise. Although he was also completely exhausted, he actually smiled as he watched Prince Yu approaching step by step. "I really underestimated you for being able to bring poison into the palace."

Prince Yu gritted his teeth, looking at this brother who had always been superior to him since childhood, and said bitterly, "Have you ever taken me seriously?"

[He takes you seriously now. If you don't believe me, look into his eyes. If your hideous face isn't reflected in them, I'll take your last name.]

emperor:"……"

Everyone who heard the inner voice said: "..."

"From childhood to adulthood, as long as you are here, everyone's eyes will always be on you!"

"I've always been just your foil!"

[Don't talk nonsense, the role of the foil is very important. ]

"If I hadn't told you the plan back then, you would have been nothing but a handful of dirt in that mass grave by now, let alone emperor!"

[Well said, it accurately summarizes my ending.]

[Why be a prince? Fortune telling is obviously more suitable for you.]

[When you are reincarnated, tell me and I will go to the underpass to patronize your business.]

Although the current situation was not suitable for laughing out loud, the emperor could not help but chuckle when he saw Jiang Zhiyu's heartbroken tone and Prince Yu's excited expression.

Prince Yu was stunned for a few seconds, only to feel that he was laughing at him, and suddenly became even more angry: "Laugh, wait a minute, I'll see how you can laugh again!"

He kicked the table in anger to show his displeasure, then turned to look at the ministers lying scattered across the hall. "You all have seen the current situation. I'm sure you've already made up your minds: do you want to follow me or the soon-to-be-deceased emperor? I will not force you."

As if he felt that the situation was already decided, he couldn't wait to change his words.

【Voluntary, right? Okay, okay.】

All the ministers remained silent, not knowing how long the effect of the medicine would last. Prince Yu was anxious, and a hint of impatience appeared in his eyes.

"Since no one has spoken, I will call out names," Prince Yu said, his eyes scanning the crowd. Everyone's heads lowered even lower. He scoffed and glanced sideways at Jiang Zhiyu, who was standing next to the emperor and closest to him. "Then, Imperial Censor Jiang, go first."

Jiang Zhiyu, who was watching the show, said: "..."

[I'm just a spectator, why are you talking about me? Are you polite?]

Prince Yu was clearly being rude. He drew the sword of his guard and pointed it directly at Jiang Zhiyu. "Earlier, Censor Jiang complained about my unpleasant odor and avoided me without even a word. What should I do now?"

"If Censor Jiang kowtows and admits his fault right now, and licks the sole of my shoe, I might show some mercy and let you live."

Then, torture her to your heart's content.

Don't you think you stink? Then I'll make her stink a thousand times more than me. Don't you always think you're superior? Then I'll make her worse than a beggar.

She was left with neither the desire to live nor the desire to die.

Prince Yu imagined the miserable state that Jiang Zhiyu would face later, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes, and the look he gave Jiang Zhiyu became deep.

He was lost in thought and naturally didn't notice the sudden change in other people's expressions when he said those words.

The weather outside also changed, and the wind started to blow. The cold wind blew in through the temple door, bringing a very cold feeling.

Prince Yu shuddered, and the tip of his sword moved closer to Jiang Zhiyu: "I'll count to three. If you still don't say anything..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Zhiyu, who was under his sword, had already moved two miles away and was standing under the palace lantern on the far right. She covered her nose and looked at him with disgust.

"Just talk, why are you so close?"

Prince Yu: “!!!”

His eyes widened like bells. This incident was obviously beyond his expectations. He raised his voice and almost broke it, "Are you okay?!"

He turned around to look at the people around him, and seeing that they were still lying powerlessly on the ground, he managed to suppress the fear in his heart.

It was a good thing that she was the only one who escaped the net. As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. With so many martial arts masters, no matter how powerful Jiang Zhiyu's martial arts skills are, she would never be able to defeat them.

Prince Yu comforted himself with a few words and glanced at the guard next to Jiang Zhiyu.

"I advise you not to do that," the guard was holding a knife behind Jiang Zhiyu and was about to attack when Jiang Zhiyu suddenly spoke.

"If you do that, you'll be the only one who dies."

[So chuunibyou, so pretentious, I love it! ]

emperor:"……"

The others: “…”

However, the guard clearly had no intention of listening, and the blade fell straight down...