Chapter 2014 Imperial Uncle, the World is Now in My Hands (Part 3)

The initial resentment froze instantly. Yi Ke stared blankly at Si Jin, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

When did he... poison the Third Prince?

The poison was clearly placed under Nangong Sijin's pillow by his own hand; it can still be found during the search.

He's just a child who hasn't even come of age yet, how could he be so difficult to deal with?

"No, Your Highness, this servant has no such thing!"

Yi Ke opened his mouth, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his lips, but he still kept explaining: "This servant just came in to take a look, and suddenly found that the Third Prince was dead. This servant was grieving, but for some reason, the Second Prince suddenly went mad and insisted that this servant was the one who killed him."

"I'm innocent! No one told me when I entered the palace that I would have to take the blame for someone else's murder! Waaah..."

Shen Linyuan pulled Si Jin away, allowing the eunuch to catch his breath. Tears of emotion streamed down his face, making him look extremely pitiful.

The original owner was born slender, and Si Jin's current height only reaches Shen Linyuan's chest.

The young boy was grabbed by the back of his collar by a man in his twenties, making it extremely difficult for him to move forward.

Without divine power, and with Shen Linyuan being a military general whose strength was absurdly great, the original owner's power was simply insufficient to contend with him.

After struggling twice and failing, Si Jin suppressed the strong urge to slap Yi Ke, raised the tip of his sword again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and made two cuts under each of Yi Ke's eyes, leaving two large bloody crosses.

Tears quickly seeped into the wound, causing a sharp pain that made one's scalp tingle, and one dared not even cry anymore.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Si Jin gave a cold laugh, then lowered her eyes and muttered in a low voice, "We've already found poison on you, so what are you pretending for?"

"Honestly, I originally wanted to cut out his tongue in front of everyone, but why is my royal uncle always getting in my way? He really doesn't treat me like his nephew."

With a nasal tone and a wronged expression, she even brought up some completely unfounded family ties.

His knuckles were interlocked as he gripped the sword hilt. Despite how fiercely he had abused others, he felt as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Poison?" Shen Linyuan's voice was clear and melodious, and it had a very refreshing effect on people's ears.

It suited him perfectly with his white robes adorned with dark silver patterns.

Si Jin nodded, and the tip of her sword flicked out again, easily tearing Yi Ke's clothes. The torn paper packet fell out, stained with blood and poison, as if Si Jin had "accidentally" torn it.

Anguo Gong Yi immediately stepped forward and examined the imperial physician.

After confirming that it was the poison that killed the Third Prince, everyone's eyes turned to Yi Ke.

The young eunuch stood there, stunned and kneeling, his pupils dilated and his whole body trembling.

When did the poison get on him? When was he cut?

This is a potent poison. The Third Prince only drank a little bit of the poisoned porridge and he didn't live more than two hours.

Just now, so much medicine seeped into his wound. Can he still survive?

Yi Ke's face turned pale, her mind filled with thoughts: The Crown Prince has the antidote, what should he do?

What the courtiers wanted him to explain was why the medicine was on him.

The situation quickly became tense. The poison entered his body and soon invaded Yi Ke's mind. His head was spinning and his ears were ringing.

When pushed to the limit, there's no time to think.

She could only crawl forward on her knees, trying to grab the Crown Prince's feet with both hands: "Your Highness, Your Highness, save me! I've finished what I did for you, give me the antidote, give me... Ahh!"

He was delirious, crying pitifully, but the eldest prince, his face ashen, kicked him away and shouted angrily, "What grudge do I have against you? Who instigated you to frame me!"

The ministers quickly split into several factions, arguing and each harboring their own ulterior motives.

Amidst the noise, everyone's attention was focused on Yi Ke and the Crown Prince.

Only Shen Linyuan turned his eyes and looked at Si Jin without showing any emotion.

This kid can't even reach his shoulder, and he has quite a temper.

She had been pulled away by him earlier and was holding a grudge. She threw down her sword, snorted softly, and sat down in a corner.

She was pouting and had her hands tucked in, looking rather arrogant.