Jiang Baichuan collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.
His gaze then turned to Jiang Yihuan, "Third brother, you must have forgotten the feeling of having the poison penetrate your bones and your martial arts skills completely destroyed. When I tested the medicine for you, you said I had ulterior motives. Jiang Yuyao said that if she knew the truth, she would test the poison herself. Now that the truth is out, where is she? Did she ever taste a drop of poison for you?"
Jiang Yihuan closed his eyes in pain and his body trembled violently.
"Get lost." Jiang Songyi's voice returned to a calm, indifferent tone. "Before I change my mind, don't show up before me again. Commander Ji's Embroidered Spring Blade hasn't drunk the blood of the royal family for a long time."
Ji Cheng's hand silently pressed on the hilt of the Xiuchun Knife at his waist.
An invisible murderous aura instantly spread out, almost suffocating the people kneeling on the ground.
"Get out!" Ji Cheng opened his thin lips slightly and uttered only one cold word.
As if they had received a pardon, Jiang Jinzhao and others fled the palace in panic, not even daring to look back.
I was afraid that if I was a step slower, the legendary Embroidered Spring Sword would be unsheathed.
In the bedroom, only Jiang Songyi and Ji Cheng were left, along with the corpse on the bed.
Outside the palace, the eunuch's shrill, trembling voice could be heard faintly: "His Majesty has arrived—!"
The emperor finally arrived to clean up the mess left by his son.
Jiang Songyi took a deep breath, turned around, stopped looking at the corpse, and cast his gaze towards the faint light from outside the hall.
The dust has settled.
The resentment of the previous life and the debt of this life seemed to have come to an end when the Fourth Prince took his last breath.
However, her heart did not feel the ecstasy she had expected, but only emptiness and clarity.
With the fall of the Fourth Prince, the Yongding Marquisate was in name only.
But this man-eating imperial city is never short of new jackals, tigers and leopards.
The storm she had created would never subside.
"Tired?" A low voice sounded beside him.
Jiang Songyi came back to her senses and met Ji Cheng's deep eyes.
She shook her head slightly, "Not bad."
After a pause, her eyes fell on Ji Cheng's hand pressing on the hilt of the knife. That hand had distinct joints and had blocked countless arrows and spears for her. "What happens next... I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome."
Ji Cheng's gaze followed her. Hearing her words, he just nodded very slightly, but his hand on the hilt of the knife quietly loosened and fell to his side.
He took a step forward, and his tall figure intentionally or unintentionally protected half of her body behind him.
"It's alright. I'm here."
Jiang Songyi was slightly startled and looked up at him.
The footsteps outside the hall were getting closer.
The road ahead is still full of thorns and dangers.
But at this moment, looking at the man beside her, Jiang Songyi felt a sense of warmth and confidence in her heart.
She took a deep breath and straightened her back.
A new game of chess has begun.
And this time, she is no longer a pawn at the mercy of others.
She tilted her head slightly and said to Ji Cheng beside her in a very low voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Let's go, Master Ji. It's time to meet the Emperor."
Ji Cheng lowered his eyes.
"Yes." He responded in a deep voice, following closely behind like the most loyal shadow.
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