Chapter 200 The Third Prince's Black Moonlight Eunuch 37

Sima Yi suddenly turned his head, staring intently into Shen Xinran's eyes, and asked, "Xiao Xiangzi, will you betray me?"

Being looked at like this by Sima Yi, Shen Xinran suddenly felt a little guilty. She suspected that Sima Yi knew something.

Sima Yi saw that Shen Xinran didn't say anything, nor was he angry.

Instead, he touched Shen Xinran's head and smiled faintly: "Even if you betray me, it doesn't matter, as long as you can always stay with me."

Hearing Sima Yi say this, Shen Xinran suddenly felt sad. Sima Yi was also a person who lacked love and longed for love.

The two of them sat there quietly, each other in silence. An indescribable stillness filled the air, as if even time had stood still in this moment.

Suddenly, Fushou ran in breathlessly, his face full of urgency and panic. He shouted, "Your Majesty, this is bad! A group of thieves have rushed into the palace gate. Run away!"

Shen Xinran's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She knew in her heart that Sima Zhuo and Fang Huaishan had led the people to launch a palace coup. She stood up almost instinctively, "Master, let's run away!"

But Sima Yi gently patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Zhuo rushed in with a group of soldiers. His voice was full of pride and ridicule: "Chengqian Palace has been surrounded by my people. You can't escape even if you have wings!"

Sima Zhuo was obviously well prepared this time. He and the soldiers behind him were wearing masks.

Sima Yi shook his head lightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes: "Fifth brother, why are you doing this?"

Sima Zhuo sneered, "Do you think you're the only one who could poison someone? Let me tell you, my people have poisoned your food, too. I'm going to make you feel like your intestines are ripped apart!"

Sima Yi's face suddenly changed. He covered his chest with his hands, and a trace of bright red liquid slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Sima Zhuo laughed even more wildly: "How about it, being betrayed by the person you trust the most, this feels good, right?"

Sima Yi seemed to realize something. He covered his chest, turned to look at Shen Xinran, and said in a weak voice: "Xiao Xiangzi, you actually——"

Before he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, which stained his bright yellow dragon robe red, which was shocking.

Shen Xinran was completely stunned, but she didn't poison him! Could it be that Sima Zhuo had someone else poison him?

She walked quickly forward, gently touched the blood stain at the corner of Sima Yi's mouth with her finger, and then put it to her nose and sniffed it carefully.

Damn, I’ve been scammed. Whose blood smells like tomatoes?

Sima Yi looked at Shen Xinran's reaction, his charming eyes flashing with excitement, "Oh, Xiao Xiangzi found me again!"

A hint of cruelty flashed in Sima Zhuo's eyes, and his voice was like the cold wind in winter, biting and cold: "Don't be too happy too soon, I have sent people to Xu'an Palace to find the emperor. When I find the emperor, I will announce your wolfish ambition to the world!"

Sima Yi just smiled lightly, as if he didn't care about Sima Zhuo's threat at all. His voice was calm and indifferent: "If you want to find the emperor, why go to Xu'an Palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Yi clapped his hands lightly, as if he was directing a carefully choreographed drama.

Fu Zhao responded and walked out with Sima Jian. The knife in his hand was firmly placed on Sima Jian's fragile neck.

Sima Zhuo's pupils suddenly contracted, with a hint of disbelief: "You beast, let my father go."

Even Shen Xinran was surprised. She didn't even notice when Sima Yi brought Sima Jian here.

Sima Yi's lips curled up in a cunning arc: "It's very simple to ask me to release my father. As long as you promise to withdraw your troops, I will release him."

Sima Jian had not eaten for five days, initially out of resistance to Sima Yi, and later because of Sima Yi's deliberate torture.

His body was so weak that he could only lean weakly on Fu Zhao, and even his breathing seemed so tired and heavy.

When he heard Sima Yi's words, a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes. He no longer desired the throne, he just hoped to have a full meal, which was enough.

Sima Zhuo lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. When he raised his head again, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He picked up the bow in his hand and shot an arrow at Sima Jian.

His eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Father, you can go with peace of mind. I will definitely avenge you and kill Sima Yi with my own hands!"

Sima Jian, who was shot, kept his eyes wide open until his death. He couldn't believe that he would die at the hands of his most beloved son.

Sima Zhuo retracted his bow and looked at Sima Yi coldly: "Now that my father is dead, what else can you threaten me with?"

Sima Yi laughed out loud, his voice tinged with sarcasm: "What a touching father-son relationship! But Fifth Brother, what you said is wrong. Why would I threaten you?"

Sima Zhuo suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked back and saw a group of secret guards appearing out of nowhere and killing all the people he brought with him one by one.

Sima Zhuo was so angry that he almost bit his teeth and glared at Sima Yi angrily: "You are acting again."

If Chengqian Palace was like this, then those from other places must have been dealt with long ago. It was just that the palace gates were breached so easily today. It turned out Sima Yi was acting again.

Sima Yi sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "All is fair in war. Fifth brother, you have been guarding the border for so many years, how come you still don't understand this principle?"

Sima Zhuo's eyes changed, he raised his bow and wanted to shoot an arrow at Sima Yi.

But Fu Zhao was faster. He flashed to Sima Zhuo's side and chopped off his hand holding the bow with a knife.

Sima Zhuo fell to the ground, his eyes cold: "You don't know yet, this little eunuch next to you is——"

But before he could finish his sentence, Sima Yi stepped forward, picked up the fallen arrow, and stabbed it into his chest. "Fifth brother, you are so noisy!"

Sima Zhuo stared wide-eyed at the moment of his death, looking in the direction of Shen Xinran, as if he would not be able to close his eyes until he finished speaking that sentence.

Shen Xinran was frightened by Sima Zhuo's eyes that were still open even after death. She instinctively took a step back, her heart beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

But she quickly regained her composure, realizing that this was a perfect opportunity for her to reveal her true identity.

She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and announced loudly: "Okay, I won't pretend anymore. I am actually-"

Her voice stopped abruptly because Sima Yi stood up and quickly covered her mouth.

"Wuwuwu, let me go!" Shen Xinran struggled and protested incoherently.

Sima Yi sighed softly, his voice filled with fatigue and helplessness. "I've been busy for most of the day, and I'm tired too. Xiao Xiangzi, wait until I can rest!"