Just as the emperor was stroking his beard and lost in thought, Wu Qing had already enthusiastically made arrangements and invited the emperor to sit down and have dinner together.

For the purpose of sleeping with the emperor, the dishes on the table were not meaty but mainly vegetarian. However, the level of the imperial kitchen was extremely high and the few vegetarian dishes were colorful and looked very appetizing.

The dim light shone on her youthful face, making her look particularly gentle and lovely.

The emperor secretly praised in his heart.

Although Concubine Wu has a lively personality, it is also due to her youth, and she is still polite and decent to others.

Being with such a young concubine, the emperor's mood also became relaxed and happy.

Forget it. With the Book of Heaven's Secrets in hand, what big deal is it that Guiren Ji made an unintentional slip of the tongue?

Besides, she never said these words out loud.

The emperor comforted himself.

Such trivial matters are not worth worrying about.

The next second, Wu Qing’s voice rang out.

[Okay, everything is ready. The assassination plan begins now! ]

The emperor was speechless: "..."

Assassination plan?

[Level 1: Needles hidden in the chair seat! ]

[Look carefully, there is a very thin silver needle on the stool in front of the emperor. If the emperor dares to sit on it, it will poke a hole in his buttocks.]

Hearing this, the emperor paused slightly beside the stool, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the stool.

Sure enough, in the dim light, an invisible silver needle was faintly visible.

The emperor's expression suddenly became solemn.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as knives, shooting straight at Wu Qing.

The imperial concubine's words rang in the emperor's ears again.

"The porcelain bottle contains the antidote, and as for the dagger... the emperor will understand when he sees Lady Ji."

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. I will leave first."

After saying this, Concubine Lin looked at him deeply.

The emperor's heart moved, and he suddenly understood the imperial concubine's intention.

—— Concubine Lin had long known that Wu Qing wanted to assassinate him.

It turned out that the antidote in the porcelain bottle was prepared for him.

Wu Qing had already sat down at the dining table.

She placed her hands on the table, supported her chin, looked at the emperor with a smile, and urged him softly, "Your Majesty, why don't you sit down?"

Her eyes were like burning flames, staring at the other person's empty stool, feeling anxious.

[Why doesn't he sit down? No way, the emperor has a herniated disc at this age? ]

[Ah, come to think of it, our boss is the same. At the age of sixty, he has to hold his waist carefully every time he sits down, and it takes a long time for him to settle down.]

[Should I stand up and go over to help him? After all, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue of our Chinese nation.]

The emperor's eyelids were twitching.

The emperor was in a dilemma at this moment.

It is not right to sit down, and it is not right not to sit down.

Sitting down will hurt your butt.

If he didn't sit down, the emperor was afraid that Wu Qing's sharp eyes would stare at him and make him mistakenly think that he had a herniated disc.

The emperor was silent for a moment before he spoke: "I have already had my meal before coming here, so please help yourself, Lady Ji."

When Wu Qing heard this, her lips curled up slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied.

【Okay, the first level failed. 】

The emperor heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Wu Qing say: [It doesn't matter, I have prepared ten stages! If one plan fails, I still have nine plans! ]

Wu Qing immediately adjusted his facial expression.

She brought out a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Since Your Majesty has finished his meal, you might as well try this cup of tea as a mouthwash."

The blue and white porcelain teacup is exquisite and comes from the official kiln.

Delicate lines outline elegant patterns, showing the craftsman's exquisite skills.

Wu Qing had a harmless expression and handed the tea to the emperor with both hands.

[This cup of tea must taste amazing. ]

[I bet the emperor will remember it vividly after drinking it and will never forget it.]

The emperor took the teacup and frowned unconsciously.

Under his sharp gaze, the tea took on a strange color.

It is neither as crystal clear as green tea nor as deep in color as medicinal tea. Instead, it appears hazy, like a lake in the mist.

[At first glance, this looks like a cup of Longjing tea, but I added arsenic and red arsenic, a deadly amount. ]

【The emperor would foam at the mouth if he took a sip.】

The emperor's hand shook and the teacup fell to the ground.

With a splash, the tea splashed everywhere.

Wu Qing stood up in astonishment, clenched his hands, and expressed his worry, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

[Why is the emperor so weak before he even drinks the tea? He can't even hold the teacup.]

[I understand. The emperor doesn't have a herniated disc, he has Parkinson's!]

[Can this last until the prince ascends the throne? ]

Parkinson's?

The emperor intuitively felt that this was not a good word.

The palace maid outside was about to go in to clean the place, but was stopped by the emperor waving his hand.

The emperor sighed and said, "I won't drink anymore. Today has been a rough day. No need to bother Noble Ji anymore. Just sit down and talk to me."

Wu Qing also sighed.

【Alas, I failed at the second level as well. 】

【Assassinating the emperor is indeed not an easy task. 】

"Noble Lady Ji, you..." Why on earth do you want to assassinate me?

The emperor's throat moved, and he wanted to ask the question that had been lingering in the depths of his mind.

He was not an ignorant child. He had experienced many hardships and battles. Naturally, he could see some clues from Wu Qing's fancy moves.

These so-called assassinations were, at best, minor incidents, like children's play.

A true assassin wields a sword like a poisonous snake, and every move he makes is extremely deadly.

They would never be as hesitant and indecisive as Wu Qing.

If someone really wanted to take his life, the sword would have already pierced his chest sharply.

Perhaps Lady Ji just wanted to die.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to say?" Wu Qing asked.

The emperor shook his head and said, "Nothing."

The last time we found the Xixia spy, it was thanks to Concubine Ji.

It was also thanks to Lady Ji that the entire Golden Lotus Society was captured in one fell swoop.

He also couldn't tell Concubine Ji that he could hear her thoughts. What if Concubine Ji refused to reveal her thoughts after knowing this?

No matter what Concubine Ji did, he would never sentence her to death.

The emperor was slightly annoyed.

The last time he was so at a loss was before he ascended the throne.

How could he not be angry when being controlled by a little woman?

[The Emperor has been standing there for a long time.]

[Very good, it seems that my third step plan is about to succeed. ]

[There is a bucket of water for washing feet on the beam above the emperor's head. I made a time-delay device. It will probably fall in ten seconds.]

The emperor looked up inadvertently and his eyes met the bucket on the beam.

“…”

The emperor was silent.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Who can think of a way to stop Ji Guiren from committing suicide?