"You're not going?"
Chu Aotian felt a little regretful, but he did not force him. He just took his personal eunuch Biejiu to the harem.
On the long palace road.
He put his hands behind his back and thought:
Should I tell Concubine Wen that my ninth sister is still alive?
Let’s wait until the palace banquet three days later.
Does Concubine Wen know that the ninth sister is a girl?
When will the ninth sister and the emperor's uncle...
Chu Aotian was lost in thought when he could not help but glance over there at several eunuchs pushing wooden carts, walking by in an orderly manner.
That was a team that transported mountain spring water to the palace.
When one's status reaches a certain level, the water they drink is different from that of the palace servants, not to mention the levels of princes, queens, and imperial concubines.
Just as I was about to leave, my uncle's words suddenly came to my mind.
When you are in the palace, you must be alert.
Be alert.
Just one accident is enough to report to the King of Hell and be reincarnated.
He took two steps and suddenly turned around:
"wrong!"
"My Lord, what's wrong?"
"Every day at twilight hour, three carts of mountain spring water outside the palace are used to transport seven people, but they have eight people."
Biejiu was slightly stunned: "Could it be that there is one more person on duty today?"
"impossible."
How could such a mistake happen in the palace, a place with strict rules and regulations and where one’s word is unconditional?
Chu Aotian immediately chased after him: "Stop!"
It would have been fine if he hadn't shouted, but as soon as he shouted, a young eunuch in the team immediately lowered his head, flashed into the imperial garden next to him, and ran very fast.
“Where are you running to!?”
Chu Aotian started chasing after him.
There is indeed something unusual!
There are people mixed in here!
The Imperial Garden was large and complex, and this man was running around very fast. However, Chu Aotian had been strong since he was a child, and his leg skills were extraordinary.
He kept his eyes on the man's movements, quickly climbed up the rockery, took a shortcut, and when he rushed down, he kicked the man to the ground.
"ah!"
A shining dagger fell out.
"Catch him!"
Biejiu followed with two imperial guards and immediately grabbed the man's hands and pinned him to the ground.
"Let me go...ah! Let me go!"
The man was wearing eunuch's clothes, but he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce expression, and murderous eyes. It was obvious that he was a person outside the palace.
Chu Aotian looked at him coldly:
"Who are you? What is your purpose in sneaking into the palace with a dagger?"
The man struggled hard, staring at the king with a pair of fierce eyes:
"You have destroyed everything of the Sixth Prince. I will kill you and Concubine Xin, so that you can also experience this kind of pain!"
"Are you the Sixth Prince's man?"
“Hahaha! Do you think you’ll be safe if you capture me? Hahaha, the Sixth Prince poisoned you many days ago, and you’re probably already terminally ill!”
Chu Aotian frowned.
poison?
When I was wondering, I vaguely felt the nasal tube getting hot...
Biejiu was so frightened that he exclaimed: "Your Majesty, your nose..."
"I..." Chu Aotian stretched out his hand, but felt a hand full of blood. His eyes were dizzy and he staggered several steps.
"Blood... I..."
He has a nosebleed.
There is so much blood.
"Hahahaha!" The man laughed wildly out of relief, "This is the price you pay for offending the Sixth Prince! Do you still remember the pot of wine that the Sixth Prince invited you to drink with him?"
Chu Aotian shook his body and held onto the rockery precariously.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
"liquor……"
He remembered.
That day was the seventh day after his ninth sister's death. He was preparing to go to Qingyang Mountain to burn incense for his ninth sister. Suddenly, the Sixth Prince came to him with a pot of wine and drank with him.
It turns out that the wine was poisoned.
"Cough cough..." Chu Aotian fell to the ground with a dizzy feeling.
The uncle is right. In one's life, one can withstand several accidents...
"Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician quickly! Your Majesty!" Biejiu fell to his knees on the ground.
Chu Aotian held on to his body, using up his last bit of strength:
"Don't...tell anyone about this...don't let mother worry..."
"Your Majesty!"
Biejiu cried anxiously.
The two imperial guards immediately split into two groups, one to detain the thief and the other to rush to the Imperial Hospital.
In the palace at dusk, an urgent atmosphere is spreading silently...
Behind the rockery.
A black figure slowly stepped out, and watched them frantically helping Prince Xian back to the palace, with a subtle smile on his lips.
"Over the years, I have been stuck between the eldest prince and the sixth prince, working like a slave and giving advice. I've had enough of this kind of life where people tell me what to do."
Now, neither the eldest prince nor the sixth prince poses a threat.
The Sixth Prince poisoned Prince Xian and also helped him a lot.
His glorious moment is finally coming!
The idle king must die!
"In the prison, make sure to kill this man."
He sent this thief.
"Also, tell Doctor Chen that if Prince Xian is cured, his entire family will die."
Behind him, the secret guard bowed his head respectfully: "Yes, Second Prince."
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