In the inner room, Xiao Chuji was placed on the ground.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan come in, Fuping bowed to them and then walked out.
"Stop pretending. You were the one who poisoned me. It just looks scary, it's not fatal at all."
Xiao Chuji sneered and sat up from the ground: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."
His attitude was much softer than before.
He scowled and looked Jiang Zhiyu up and down: "Sometimes I even feel that you are not from this world at all, and you have witnessed everything we did."
The speaker has his intention, and the listener also has his intention.
Jiang Zhiyu knew that he was pretending to be weak because the emperor was also listening outside.
"That's nonsense. If I really knew, how could you attack my eldest brother?"
Xiao Chuji remained silent.
"When I was going down the mountain, I met an abbot who told me that I would be killed if I went down the mountain this time. I could avoid this disaster if I stayed on the mountain."
"Then I asked him, since he had predicted my death, had he also predicted his own?"
Jiang Kangan immediately realized his implication: "You..."
"That's right, I killed him," Xiao Chuji sighed softly, "At the time, I just thought he was a charlatan, but now it seems that he really has real skills. What a pity."
He said it was a pity, but there was no trace of regret in his tone.
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "It doesn't matter, you're going to see him soon anyway."
Xiao Chuji shrugged.
"Let's get back to the topic. What I just said is true. Whether you believe it or not, Yurong was killed by bandits."
Jiang Zhiyu was ready to give a long speech, but she saw Xiao Chuji looking at Jiang Kangan and smiled bitterly: "I believe it."
Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kang'an were both startled. Xiao Chuji continued, "Now that it has come to this, there's no reason for you to lie to me again."
In fact, he also had some vague guesses in his heart. After several confrontations with Jiang Zhiyu, he could see clearly what kind of person Jiang Zhiyu was.
She disdains to lie to him.
The reason why he is being targeted is simply because he doesn't want to admit it.
"Xiu Rong, this was arranged by you, too."
Jiang Zhiyu nodded.
"No wonder," he paused, his face suddenly darkening, "The ghost thing..."
"Me too."
Xiao Chuji took a few breaths.
He lay back on the ground, slightly tilting his head to look at the emperor's dragon bed: "Forget it, I'm not interested in the throne. It's better to leave like this, so I can also accompany Yurong."
Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan laughed out loud at the same time.
"Just fool yourself, you really think you can fool your buddies."
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him, and Jiang Kang'an said slowly: "It's not that you don't have interest. From the beginning to the end, your goal has only been the throne."
Xiao Chuji seemed not to hear.
"You started raising soldiers privately a long time ago. You weren't careful enough at first, so you inevitably let others know. When others were about to track you down, Yurong's death gave you an opportunity."
"You have lost all hope and have become a monk. In name, this is to cut off your escape route, but in reality, it is to eliminate the suspicion of the emperor and all those who are pursuing you."
"Everyone knew at the time that His Majesty hated the idea of gods and Buddhas. If you had become a monk, His Majesty would never have chosen you as his successor. The investigation would have ended without any result."
Xiao Chuji was still lying on the ground, only his fingers were shaking slightly.
Jiang Kangan continued, "You poisoned me not to avenge Yurong, but to prevent Tianqi from having anyone to go to war. At that time, He Yanting's legs were broken, the Sixth Prince was stupid, the Fourth Prince was lustful, the Fifth Prince was incompetent, and the Third Prince was far away in Youzhou."
You have fabricated evidence of collusion with Mobei against all the other men who could lead troops. Your Majesty is suspicious of them, so the only choice left is between the Crown Prince and you."
"But what you didn't expect was that Wen Jing would go to war on my behalf and even win the battle."
"Your intention of having His Majesty call you back has been shattered. You resent Him, but your hand can't reach as far as the border, so you can only vent your anger on me."
Xiao Chuji sat up at some point, looking at Jiang Kangan with eyes that seemed to be filled with cold stars.
"Your Highness, if you lose, you lose. Why try to hide it? Putting all the blame on a woman is not what a real man does."
Xiao Chuji was almost mad with anger.
Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but applaud Jiang Kangan.
[I'm going to die sooner or later, so what if I get killed by my brother?]
[He was clearly motivated by his own ambition, yet he insisted on saying it was for revenge. If some foolish people heard this, they would probably call him a lovesick, infatuated man, and curse the woman as a troublemaker.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, ugh. ]
Xiao Chuji's defense had already been broken, and he stared at Jiang Kangan with eyes that seemed to want to cut a piece of flesh from him.
Things had come to this point, and there was nothing more to say. Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan walked out.
The emperor heard everything that happened in the room and every word they talked about.
His heart was in turmoil, but there was no expression on his face.
Wuming knelt on the ground, screaming in his heart.
What is the emperor doing? He just stares at him without saying a word.
Don’t tell me that he has taken a fancy to me.
I am not a homosexual. Besides, can the ministers tolerate the emperor taking a male concubine?
He was thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, but when he heard the noise and saw Jiang Zhiyu coming out, he immediately looked over for help.
It only took Jiang Zhiyu three seconds to understand the current situation.
She took the bottle from her chest, put it under the emperor's nose and let him smell it.
In just a few seconds, the emperor's eyes suddenly became clear.
“Just now…”
"The fragrance on his body can make people enter a fantasy world. Although the fragrance has probably evaporated, there are still some residues. Although it won't make people enter the fantasy world, they can still see illusions."
The emperor pressed his brow and nodded.
Wuming also breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought the fragrance on his body had disappeared long ago, but it turned out that it was still there.
He actually thought the emperor fell in love with him.
What a waste!
…
It wasn't long before Xiao Yanli heard about what happened in the Imperial Study. He tapped the table with his slender fingers and asked, "Still nothing from Jiang Zhaorong?"
The people kneeling below nodded frequently.
Xiao Yanli tutted his words lightly, but remained silent. "Never mind. Secrets like these naturally need to be kept secret. If they were easily discovered, I'd be suspicious."
He waved his hand to signal his subordinates to leave. He thought for a while in the study before finally making up his mind and standing up, walking towards Song Shiwei's room.
Song Shiwei was taking a nap in the house. When she heard the noise, she raised her eyes and saw Xiao Yanli's eyes lit up.
"Why is Your Highness here?"
Xiao Yanli raised his hand, dismissed the waiters in the room, and closed the door before sitting down beside her bed. He whispered, "I just received news that you have a secret."
Song Shi was slightly stunned: "What secret?"
"You have clues to the treasures of the previous dynasty on you."
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