On the fourth day after the start of spring, the emperor died.

That day, the spring sunshine was bright and the breeze was gentle.

Consort Wan served him his meal by the bedside, but as the emperor gazed at her alluring face and exquisite curves, he suddenly became aroused.

But he can't...

So he frantically took large amounts of aphrodisiac powder, trying to cheer himself up and regain his masculine vigor.

The medicine was indeed very potent, and it really made him able to...

The emperor was overjoyed and roared as he pinned Consort Wan down, intending to consummate their relationship. Unfortunately, they only went halfway through…

Suddenly his eyes rolled back and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

He died...

The emperor got his wish and died at the feet of a beautiful woman, becoming a notorious and dissolute ghost.

It was just a pity for Consort Wan; not only was she frightened, but she also almost got accused of plotting to murder the emperor.

Fortunately, after the coroner examined the body, the cause of the emperor's death was finally determined.

The emperor died from a sudden surge of anger and grief after his liver and gallbladder were ruptured, causing his blood to boil and his vital essence to be depleted due to years of excessive indulgence.

Of course, the large amount of aphrodisiac powder was the final straw that broke the emperor's back.

...

Rumors circulate that if someone is poisoned by the "Hehuan San" (a type of herbal drug), their life will be in danger if they are not treated in time.

Most people don't really believe this.

It wasn't until the emperor's affair that people became more convinced that the rumors were true.

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That evening.

When Li Xun hurried in to report, Xiao Heye was sitting leisurely on the bed, his cool fingers seemingly pinching Su Tiyue's fair and slender ankle.

Through the screen, Li Xun nodded and whispered, "Master... according to the late emperor's will, the one in the Eastern Palace will inherit the throne."

"What's all the fuss about? The Emperor has passed away, and the Crown Prince has ascended the throne. Isn't this a matter of course? You don't need to bother me with these trivial matters anymore." Although Xiao Heye was speaking, his dark eyes never left the fair ankle in his hand.

"yes."

After Li Xun left.

Su Tiyue was still unable to recover from the conversation between the two. She stared blankly at the floor, as if she had completely forgotten that she was still in Xiao Heye's room.

She knelt down and sat barefoot on his bed.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a while, Xiao Heye glanced up at Su Tiyue, who was in a daze.

With a slight squeeze of his fingertips, Xiao Heye looked at her with a probing gaze: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

pain……

Su Tiyue frowned and looked back at him, her eyes slightly evasive: "No, nothing... I was just thinking that the Grand Secretary should be very busy tomorrow for the late emperor's funeral."

"What does his funeral have to do with me? He's no one to me." Xiao Heye said calmly, a strange glint in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, were you just thinking... that with the late Emperor's passing, your status as Consort Shu will soon become Consort Dowager Shu, and you won't have to worry about whether or not you'll be served in the Emperor's bedchamber..."

"Furthermore, with the Crown Prince ascending the throne, given your previous relationship, he is unlikely to make things difficult for you. In the future... you, the little imperial concubine, will truly be fearless in the palace."

Su Tiyue hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Master Xiao, I... I hadn't thought about these things."

"Tsk." Xiao Heye chuckled. "Haven't you thought about it, or are you afraid to say it?"

"What exactly is the palm print trying to say... or are you worried that I'm going to find another backer?"

Su Tiyue knew that Xiao Heye was deliberately bringing up her past with the Crown Prince, saying sarcastic and meaningless things, in order to test what she was really thinking.

Previously, when the late emperor was alive, Su Tiyue was afraid of serving him in bed and encountered one trouble after another, so she had no choice but to seek help from Xiao Heye.

That's how the two of them developed a complex and intertwined relationship.

But now, her biggest obstacle is gone. Given Su Tiyue's personality, she would probably kick Xiao Heye aside.

Or perhaps, he'll go back to his old flame and rekindle their romance...

Xiao Heye curled his lips and said calmly, "Your Majesty, for this servant... life is like a game of chess, one game after another. In this servant's game, you are both a participant and a bettor."

"In the last game, I played against the late Emperor. You had good judgment and good luck, choosing my side and winning a great victory."

"Next, my opponent in the next game of chess is the new emperor, who is also your former lover... If I were to give you another chance, how would Your Majesty place your bet?"

Su Tiyue pursed her lips and asked him, "Would you kill him? Like you killed the late emperor?"

Xiao Heye remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on that fair and rosy face, his eyes filled with an unfathomable emotion.

After gazing at him for a moment, he said slowly and deliberately, "Your Majesty, why don't you answer this servant's question first?"

Su Tiyue said calmly, "Master Xiao, I don't know how to play chess, but I do know how to gamble... and as you know, I've always been very lucky. I've already placed my bet from the beginning, and I won't change it."

"So, Your Majesty is choosing a servant again this time?"

Su Tiyue's eyes were firm: "This time, next time, and the time after that... I will choose the palm print."

Xiao Heye smiled faintly and said, "It is this servant's honor."

His voice was no longer as heavy as before, and the expression in his eyes and brows became more relaxed.

After speaking, he took out a dark gray box from his sleeve and gently placed it beside her fair and smooth feet: "This servant has a gift for Your Majesty."

present?

Upon hearing that he was going to give a gift, Su Tiyue felt uneasy.

Ever since Xiao Heye gave her Mr. Horn last time, Su Tiyue has no more expectations for his so-called gifts.

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