"Impossible, this is impossible. He has been treating my dragon body for three years and even saved my fourth prince."

Emperor Qingning's voice suddenly stopped here, and the bottle of Jiuxin Pill in his hand fell to the ground, and the marshmallows inside rolled out.

The modern people who had eaten the Maltesers snacks wanted to laugh out loud. They treated chocolate-filled balls that cost four and a half yuan a bag as treasures, and sold them to the Imperial Hospital for over a thousand taels of silver per bottle. Sometimes it was hard to bully the ancient people for their lack of knowledge and conscience.

But when I think about the bad things this dog emperor did, I feel that he deserves it.

He didn't know if it was because his emotions were too volatile tonight, or if his body had already been poisoned, but Emperor Qingning felt that he couldn't concentrate at the moment, and he felt dizzy whenever he thought about anything.

"Doctor Qi, what did you do to my dragon body?"

No one knows a son better than his mother. The Queen Mother clearly saw that something was wrong with Emperor Qingning: "Doctor Qi must have poisoned you!"

"You are a bunch of despicable guys."

Jiang Wanyue and Lu Fangqin did not leave the palace banquet hall with the other female members of the family. Instead, they waited in the corridor outside Changchun Garden, where they could also observe the situation in the banquet hall.

Jiang Wanyue had the jade waist badge given to Jiang Zhoulin by Emperor Qingning in her hand, so the guards near Changchun Garden did not make things difficult for them.

Emperor Qingning once visited Jiang Zhoulin and talked a lot with him.

Jiang Zhoulin is now bedridden and has no capable people around him. Anything can only be left to the mother and daughter, who know more than others.

Judging from the situation, the emperor and the empress dowager were at a disadvantage.

Lu Fangqin nervously grabbed Jiang Wanyue's hand and said, "Yue'er, have you done everything your father asked you to do?"

Jiang Wanyue nodded: "Mother, don't worry about me. I have already contacted that person. If something goes wrong, he will come to our rescue at any time."

"His methods are very skillful and not inferior to those of these people."

Jiang Wanyue gnashed her teeth in hatred. She really didn't expect that so many people around the emperor were actually Prince Zhao's accomplices. How lucky was Jiang Lili that her husband's family survived the disaster, and she had such a method to plant spies and make the people around the emperor like a sieve.

Under the cover of Lu Fangqin, she sneaked into Concubine Rou's palace.

*

Emperor Qingning whispered to Zhou Jushan, asking him to invite a martial arts master who was proficient in poisons from outside the palace into the palace, and to invite more martial arts masters with high skills to enter the palace for protection.

After hearing his instructions, Zhou Jushan quickly walked out of the banquet hall. Outside the banquet hall, the guards had already surrounded Changchun Garden.

"Do you think you can escape from the palace unscathed after taking the Imperial Seal tonight?"

Emperor Qingning looked coldly at the arrogant traitors in the banquet hall: "You have no power in your hands, so even if you take the imperial seal, it will only be a decoration."

"I have long suspected that you were secretly gathering the Xin family army. The Xin family army only had 30,000 men. After my crackdown, only a few thousand escaped."

"Even if you continue to recruit more soldiers and horses, you can't escape the net I have laid."

He turned to Yan Chaoyue and Xin Ningyu and said, "You have a hundred thousand grassland cavalrymen, but distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. I will take your lives tonight regardless of the consequences."

"Why don't we sit down and talk calmly?"

"Changchun Garden has been surrounded so tightly that not even a fly can get in. Hand over the antidote now, and I will spare your lives."

His threats, which he thought were very powerful, sounded like the buzzing of a mosquito to Jiang Lili, Yan Chaoyue and others.

Hou Xiaoxiao handcuffed the empress dowager and stretched the hand holding the gun. "My hand is sore from lifting it. When will you write the edict of abdication? We have already given you the most dignified way to abdicate."

She said, "bang" she fired a shot at Emperor Qingning's desk. Emperor Qingning and the Empress Dowager were startled by the explosion of the gunshot.

The two looked at the smashed dishes in fear, not daring to imagine what it would feel like if these things touched them.

Now all we can do is delay time and wait for the martial arts masters to enter the palace to activate the poison in Prince Zhao and Xin Che's bodies.

"Zhou Jushan, bring me paper and pen." Emperor Qingning sighed deeply, his eyes full of humiliation.

After calling Zhou Jushan so many times, Emperor Qingning realized that he had sent a martial arts master to rescue Zhou Jushan.

Hou Xiaoxiao and others just looked at him coldly.

Emperor Qingning was just about to call the eunuch guarding the gate of Changchun Garden to bring him the banknotes when he heard Zhou Jushan's voice coming from the door of the banquet hall.

"Your Majesty, here are the pen and paper!"

Zhou Jushan was holding a tray with paper, ink, brush and inkstone on it.

But this time, he was not wearing the eunuch chief uniform that was almost welded to his body, nor was he wearing a three-peaked hat.

Zhou Jushan had his hair tied up high in a bun, and his jet-black long hair was fixed by a golden jade crown inlaid with gems. His loose hair hung down casually, making his handsome face look even more fierce.

He was wearing a black brocade robe with cranes embroidered on it, ready to fly. His back was as straight as a bamboo. He was no longer the humble and submissive servant in the eunuch's mansion. Instead, he looked more like an ambitious man who had everything under his control.

Behind him, martial arts masters followed closely, each with a solemn expression and eyes as sharp as knives, as if they were sharp blades ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Their footsteps were in unison, approaching from afar, and there was a ferocious look between their brows, as if they were here to seek revenge. However, these people followed Zhou Jushan, making Emperor Qingning a little confused. Were they here to seek revenge on Prince Zhao, or on himself?

Zhou Jushan had a sneer on his lips and walked slowly and steadily. Every step seemed to step on Emperor Qingning's heart with an invisible sense of oppression.

Finally off work! Finally taking off the work clothes I've worn for three or four years!

The liberated serfs are singing, and he wants to beat the stupid boss into a retard!

Emperor Qingning's fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the familiar yet extremely unfamiliar figure in front of him.

His voice was hoarse, as if it was forced out of his throat: "Zhou Jushan, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Jushan smiled slightly, with sarcasm and disdain in his smile.

"I've already brought the martial arts masters here, but I believe you've already figured out who they want to kill."

"You don't really think that the Xin family soldiers you killed were all lonely and without any relatives or friends, do you?"

Emperor Qingning's heart trembled, and a basin of cold water poured over his head: "Zhou Jushan, I treat you well!"

"Why did you collude with King Zhao?"

Emperor Qingning watched as everyone around him turned against him, feeling bewildered and confused. He shouted with all his might, "Why are you all colluding with Prince Zhao?"

Emperor Qingning was still excited, but Zhou Jushan couldn't help but stepped forward quickly and slapped Emperor Qingning in the face with a loud slap.

He had imagined this scene countless times when he had to kowtow to Emperor Qingning every day.

"Why do you kill and behead people at will?"

"It's just that the tea is a little cold, and you asked me to change it. Why did you kick me? Do you treat eunuchs as human beings?"

"Damn it, you haven't even taken care of your own court affairs, yet you get mad at me all the time. What do you mean by asking us to kneel down?"