"Your Majesty," Jian Yang said through gritted teeth, "the fire is burning our eyebrows, how can you still laugh?"
Seeing his smiling face made her angry.
If the other side's men can infiltrate the government office to snatch people, who can guarantee they won't suddenly appear and stab him?
Whether the emperor was truly heartless or simply indifferent, he asked with a smile, "Ayang, if something were to happen to me here, would you be sad?"
Is this his last words?
Jian Yang immediately shook her head: "I won't listen to this bastard's rambling."
emperor:"……"
Jian Yang said irritably, "You shouldn't ask me this question. You should ask the civil and military officials, and the common people. What should they do if something happens to you?"
The emperor, however, smiled and said, "As far as the civil and military officials are concerned, they are loyal to the imperial power, not the emperor. As far as the people are concerned, it doesn't matter who sits in that position, as long as they are not harassed."
Jian Yang looked at him in surprise.
What a profound awakening in the human world!
The emperor looked directly into her eyes and asked earnestly, "I only care about your opinion, so will you be sad?"
I'm not sad at all!
Jian Yang wanted nothing more than to slap him.
What kind of situation is this? Can't you pay attention to the seriousness of the situation?
However, it would be a lie to say I'm not sad.
If she weren't truly upset, she wouldn't have been willing to spend money on him, nor would she have worried about him, nor would she be running around like this now.
I've worked so hard, but he's acting all relaxed, like he's just visiting a prison cell. Who can I complain to?
Jian Yang felt increasingly wronged and angry as she thought about it, and surprisingly, she started to shed tears.
She swore she didn't want to cry, but the thought that the dog emperor might be killed made her throat and nose sting, and her tear ducts started to burst into tears.
The emperor panicked upon seeing this.
He reached his arm out over the fence, wanting to wipe away Jian Yang's tears, but Jian Yang dodged him.
"Don't cry, A-Yang," the emperor quickly comforted her. "I have already sent out the message. Someone will take care of the problem here soon. I will be fine."
"Really?" Jian Yang stared at him with wide eyes, tears still clinging to her eyelashes.
The emperor nodded.
Jian Yang wiped away her tears with the back of her hand a couple of times and said angrily, "Then why didn't you say so sooner!"
It made her worry for nothing.
The emperor comforted her, saying, "It was my fault, A-Yang, please don't be angry anymore."
"Since you're alright, I'll head back." Jian Yang felt ashamed for having cried and didn't want to see him again.
Of course, the main reason was that she didn't want to admit that she had lost her mind in a moment of panic.
The emperor was naturally protected by secret guards, so there was no need for her to rescue him.
It's really making us a laughing stock.
The emperor looked at her puffed-up cheeks and couldn't help but chuckle: "Then be careful."
"I understand." Jian Yang turned around directly, leaving him with only the back of her head.
On her way back, the more she thought about it, the more suspicious the blue-clad figure seemed.
This is all a conspiracy.
But now she is all alone and cannot go to his door to confront him.
Jian Yang decided to return to the restaurant first, and then the two of them would think of a solution together after the emperor resolved the immediate problem.
To her surprise, as soon as she pushed open the door, she saw a person sitting in the restaurant lobby, leisurely drinking tea.
"Sorry, sir, we are closed today..." Jian Yang mistakenly thought he was a customer who didn't know they were on holiday. She was about to put on a smile and greet him when she saw his face. The smile vanished instantly.
"What are you doing here?" Jian Yang looked at him coldly.
Zhou Jing'an said with a smile, "I'll comfort the landlady."
Jian Yang was furious when she saw him, and her anger was amplified when she heard his words.
"Who exactly are you?" Jian Yang demanded sharply.
Zhou Jing'an smiled without changing his expression: "As you can see, I am just an ordinary merchant's son. Because my family property was taken away, I could only end up here."
“Nonsense,” Jian Yang said coldly, “Why are you trying to frame my husband?”
Zhou Jing'an said innocently, "Framed? Madam Huang, you're exaggerating. My maid is indeed dead, and you saw it with your own eyes. How can you say that I framed her?"
"Then why did you have people steal her body?"
Zhou Jing'an looked surprised: "What? Jade's body was stolen?"
Jian Yang knew that arguing with him like this wouldn't yield any results, so she decided to try a different strategy.
“Young Master Lan, let’s have a chat.” Almost instantly, Jian Yang’s anger turned into a smile.
She even took the initiative to pick up the teapot and pour him a cup of tea.
Zhou Jing'an glanced down at the teacup in front of him and asked with a smile, "I wonder what Madam Huang would like to talk to me about?"
"Let's talk while we drink," Jian Yang said, pouring herself a glass and taking a big gulp.
Seeing this, Zhou Jing'an also picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
"I just want to talk to you about whether this tea is good or not," Jian Yang asked.
"What?" Zhou Jing'an thought he had misheard.
Jian Yang laughed and said, "I poisoned your cup and wanted to ask you how it tasted."
Zhou Jing'an was startled at first, then burst into laughter.
Jian Yang looked at him strangely.
It wasn't because he was laughing, but because the poison should have taken effect, yet the person in front of him didn't look poisoned at all.
But he clearly drank that cup of tea, so why is he fine?
After Zhou Jing'an finished laughing, he looked at Jian Yang with a mocking expression and said, "To be honest, Madam, I knew you would poison me before I came, so I took the antidote in advance."
Jian Yang: "..."
This person actually predicted her plan.
etc!
He was so knowledgeable about the use of poisons that he must have thoroughly investigated her identity long ago.
Could it be an old acquaintance?
Jian Yang looked Zhou Jing'an up and down, trying to find a flaw in him.
Zhou Jing'an laughed generously and said, "Madam Huang, your skills should not be buried in this small town, much less be wasted in the kitchen."
Jian Yang sneered, "Then why don't you show me the way?"
Zhou Jing'an said without hesitation, "Come with me, and I will help you, help you succeed, and let you live a completely different life."
Jian Yang said, "Heh, you're just making empty promises without considering who you're talking to. We working people don't fall for that kind of nonsense!"
In her previous life, Jian Yang was a corporate slave. She had been tricked by her boss's empty promises and had long since learned how to fool her. There was no way she could be fooled!
Zhou Jing'an looked puzzled: "What do you mean by 'making empty promises'? I didn't make any empty promises."
Jian Yang had no interest in wasting words with him.
Having said all that, it's clear that this person had malicious intentions from the very beginning. It's already a miracle she didn't poison him.
Taking advantage of Zhou Jing'an's inattention, Jian Yang quickly took out a brown porcelain bottle.
She gripped the stopper of the porcelain bottle in one hand and the bottle itself in the other, snarling, "Get out of here, or I'll make sure you don't see the sun rise tomorrow!"
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