Chapter 367 Prince Su is Jealous! He Enters the Palace to Request an Imperial Decree!

Zulya: "You madman, what are you trying to do...?"

"If you want revenge, why don't you just kill me?"

Why be so ruthless?

Li Qingluo: "Kill you? You've done so many evil deeds, how could killing you be enough?"

"You killed Pei Shierniang, and before you died, you poisoned her with Maitreya Poison, so that she would dismember and bleed you while she was still conscious."

"You have abused Butterfly for years, using her as your medicine man, planting poison in her, and using her blood to make poison."

“You didn’t even spare your own relative, Ku Lianqiao. You used a soul-swapping technique to fake your death and escape.”

"Zuliya, you don't even deserve to be called a human being!"

"How unfair it would be to let you die so easily!"

"So, you'd better just suffer!"

Li Qingluo didn't expect her to be able to give her the antidote.

Given Zulia's cunning and treacherous nature, negotiating with her will yield no benefit.

Why not let her experience the pain she inflicts on others as well?

Seeing the despair on her face, Li Qingluo stepped back.

“Zuliya, this is what you deserve.”

"Just wait for the poison to take effect!"

After Li Qinglu finished speaking, she looked at Sha Yi.

"Take her down before dark, lest she be hanged before the poison takes effect."

"Lock her in a stone cell and let her hang there for three hours every day."

"If she succumbs to the poison prematurely, send a message to His Highness and me immediately by carrier pigeon."

Kill One: "Yes, miss!"

When Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi turned around and went down the cliff, they encountered Qingyangzi on the cliff face.

He leaned against the cliff, looking dazed and pale.

"Jia'er... was she really alive, dismembered and bled to death by her?"

"It was her, that wicked woman, who murdered Jia'er!?"

Duan Rongshi had already learned the truth about this case from Pei Sanlang.

However, because Duan Rongshi had not yet been reinstated as Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, and Pei San had surrendered and been transferred to the northern desert, the case at the Court of Judicial Review was not yet closed.

The murderer is Zulia, without a doubt.

Duan Rongshi did not tell Qingyangzi.

Now that he had heard the truth, Qingyangzi was so overwhelmed by the shock that he burst into maniacal laughter.

He then stumbled down the mountain, clinging to the cliff face, ignoring the falling rocks beneath his feet and the several near falls he made.

Duan Rongshi shook his head.

"It is I who owe him."

If Duan Rongshi hadn't let Qingyangzi go along with the situation and get entangled with Ku Lianqiao, Pei Shierniang wouldn't have been poisoned and collapsed due to Ku Lianqiao's scheme.

Perhaps then, we can escape this calamity.

Li Qingluo gently took Duan Rongshi's hand: "Your Highness, perhaps this is the will of fate."

"If Qingyangzi had been more magnanimous and let go of his engagement with Twelfth Sister earlier, wouldn't this have been avoided?"

However, he could not reveal that Nan Jia had been unexpectedly reborn into Pan Li's body.

This is Nan Jia's secret.

It was also the beginning of her rebirth.

Thinking of Nan Jia, Li Qinglu sighed inwardly.

I've been working non-stop and I don't even know how Nan Jia and Princess Nan Ping are doing lately.

Before she left, she had already written a letter to the Princess's residence, inquiring not only about the Jiang family but also about Princess Nanping.

Having not seen her for a long time, Li Qingluo really missed her.

Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi, carrying the remaining three poison pills, quickly returned to Jinling City.

However, he couldn't go straight back to General Xiuli's mansion in such a disheveled state.

Li Qingluo then went to Guiyuan Garden, intending to first freshen up her appearance.

The mute slaves were dumbfounded to see her standing alive in front of them.

Last time, wasn't the young lady ruthlessly killed by His Highness?

Is this girl a ghost or a zombie?

Duan Rongshi: "What are you all doing standing around? Get down."

The mute slaves crowded forward one by one, none of them wanting to obey this time.

Duan Rongshi's face darkened: "You don't even listen to what I say anymore?"

The mute slaves, one by one, timidly prepared to retreat, but Li Qinglu couldn't bear it and reached out to stop them.

She gestured with her hands to explain, "The 'me' from last time was actually fake. The 'me' of today is the real Li Qingluo."

"Your Highness has not mistaken you for someone else."

Although they didn't know what had happened, the mute slaves widened their eyes in surprise upon receiving the explanation.

They swarmed around Li Qingluo, each gesturing incessantly, seemingly talking at once, leaving Li Qingluo dazzled.

Duan Rongshi reached out and pulled her back from the crowd.

She leaned against him.

He didn't say a word, but just narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the group of mute slaves.

The mute slaves covered their mouths and chuckled, then quickly dispersed.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but laugh: "They are all so cute. Your Highness, I like them very much."

When Li Qingluo looked up at Duan Rong, she expressed her affection for the mute slaves.

Duan Rongshi: "And what about me?"

"Between me and them, who do you prefer?"

Li Qingluo was surprised: ...

How could he be jealous of something like this?

Both were extremely tired, and they soon parted ways and returned to their respective rooms.

Li Qingluo took a hot bath first, and then Que'er and Granny Zheng came in to serve her and wring out her hair.

Sparrow looked sullen.

Li Qingluo asked her, "What's wrong?"

Que'er: "Miss, that little guard named Zhuiyu by Prince Su's side is really annoying!"

"He said that the maid's face was covered in spilled paint from the young lady's palette!"

"I couldn't help but punch him..."

"Will he... will he retaliate against me later?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluo asked curiously, "Why a paint palette?"

Granny Zheng suppressed a laugh: "Isn't the palette for the young lady's paintings a variety of colors?"

The bruises on Que'er's face have not completely faded since she was injured.

Li Qingluo touched Que'er's face tenderly.

"Don't bother with him, just wait and see how I deal with him!"

Que'er pressed her face against Li Qingluo's palm and said with a plaintive voice, "I knew you would stand up for me, Miss."

Granny Zheng shook her head inwardly: Is this Guard Zhuiyu missing a screw in his head? I really don't know which girl will be blind enough to fall for him in the future. Tsk, what a nice guy with such a big mouth.

Li Qingluo emerged from the room once again, looking refreshed and ready, and happened to run into Zhui Yu.

Zhuiyu ran over happily and called out to her, "Girl."

Li Qingluo noticed that one side of his eye socket was dark and couldn't help but hiss.

Sparrow didn't hold back at all.

Look, even chasing the rain didn't gain any advantage.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but glance at Que'er.

Que'er, still huffing and puffing, stood with her hands on her hips and glared at Zhui Yu.

Zhuiyu was a carefree person and had no intention of arguing with Que'er, the little girl. When she saw Que'er glaring at her, she looked completely bewildered.

He thought they were even.

Little did they know that the sparrow still remembered it.

Granny Zheng was struggling to suppress her laughter.

Li Qinglu felt a chill run down her spine. How could she possibly show favoritism?

She had no choice but to skip the matter and pretend not to know, asking someone else, "Zhuiyu, where is His Highness?"

Zhuiyu: "Oh, by the way, miss. I came here specifically to tell you that His Highness has already gone to the palace after he has finished washing up."

"His Highness said he will visit the old lady at General Xiuli's residence with gifts tonight. Please, young lady, save some food for His Highness."

Li Qingluo immediately understood Duan Rongshi's meaning.

He couldn't wait any longer.

We need to formally visit my grandmother.

She blushed and replied, "Okay, I understand."

After Li Qingluo left with Que'er and the other person, Zhuiyu quickly called out the mute servants.

Then, beaming with joy, he announced: "His Highness is about to have a great celebration! Let's open the storeroom—prepare the gifts!"

The entire Guiyuan Garden instantly became noisy.

Everyone's face was beaming with joy...

Duan Rongshi, dressed in a red and black imperial robe embroidered with dragon patterns, carrying a three-foot-long brocade box, strode up the steps toward the Zichen Palace.

When the chief eunuch Wang He saw him arrive, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Your Highness Prince Su, you've arrived."

"Didn't you just go back this morning? Why are you in such a hurry to come to the palace to visit His Majesty again?"

"But His Majesty is still not quite lucid and cannot be seen by anyone..."

Duan Rongshi grabbed Wang He and pulled him close: "If the Crown Prince can enter, why can't I?"

"Eunuch Wang, the throne has not yet changed hands. Are you too eager to claim a new master? Be careful that you don't lose your ear or eyeball in the middle of the night, or you won't even be able to keep your position as the chief eunuch."

His style made Wang He wary.

Wang He's expression changed. "You... but His Highness the Crown Prince is inside..."

"Even if you go in, what can you say to His Majesty?"

Duan Rongshi: "That's my business!"

After saying that, he shoved Wang He away, and Wang He stumbled and fell to the ground.

"you--"

Enraged, Wang He was immediately surrounded by the eunuchs.

The imperial guards also gripped their swords, glaring menacingly.

Leng Dian and two other guards immediately stepped forward to protect Duan Rongshi.

Wang He, suppressing his anger, had not yet gotten up.

The Imperial Guards then approached.

"His Majesty has summoned Prince Su for an audience."

"Your Highness, please—"

Duan Rongshi glanced at Yang Qinwu.

He remembered this person; he had some dealings with Luo'er.

Yang Qinwu nodded slightly, knowing that even if he didn't step forward today, Wang He wouldn't dare to stop Prince Su.

He was just being clever.

"Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince has been assisting the Emperor with state affairs these past few days."

"Now, most of the palace is in the hands of the Crown Prince and his mother, the Empress."

Please be careful in your actions.

After Yang Qinwu finished speaking in a low voice, he withdrew.

Duan Rongshi entered the hall.

A rich sandalwood scent wafted over, even suppressing the smell of medicine.

He frowned deeply, seeing that the Crown Prince and Empress were sitting in front of the curtain, carefully attending to Emperor Yan, who had just woken up.

Emperor Yan's thin hand reached out from inside the tent.

She lifted her head slightly and said, "Xiao Wu, come here."

Duan Rongshi walked straight up to him.

"Your subject pays respects to the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and His Highness the Crown Prince."

The Empress looked at him with a concerned smile: "Fifth Prince, you've had a hard time these past few days. I heard you knelt outside the palace all night last night, so worried about your father's health; that's truly filial piety."

"Your Majesty, Xiao Wu is very concerned about you. He has worked just as hard as Xuan'er these past few days."

"Although Xuan'er has been taking care of the sick day and night, and has hardly closed his eyes, Xiao Wu and the others are also very filial."

"At least you've woken up, which puts them at ease a bit."

“Especially Xiao Wu, who was helped back home this morning, must be extremely worried to come to see you now.”

"Little Wu, why don't you come forward a bit more? So that your father can also see you."

The palace maids stepped forward and hung the curtains high.

Emperor Yan's cloudy gaze fell upon Duan Rongshi.

Emperor Yan paused when he saw the brocade box in the man's arms.

"Xiao Wu, what are you holding?"

Crown Prince Duan Rongyin had also noticed what Duan Rongshi was holding.

He glanced at his mother, the Empress, without making it obvious, and Empress Gao's expression unconsciously revealed a hint of nervousness.

Duan Rongshi slowly opened the brocade box, and inside lay an imperial edict that had been sealed away for many years...

"Your subject wishes to request an imperial edict from Your Majesty."