"Host, will your method work? Will Yan Wu really take action after reading the letter?" the system asked uncertainly.
Even Yan Chaoxi herself couldn't guarantee 100% certainty, so to be on the safe side, she still exchanged a packet of hallucinogenic powder from the system. If Yan Wu failed to intercept the Crown Prince, she would take action herself.
She didn't want anything to happen with a philandering and lustful man like the Crown Prince; it was too dirty.
As for Yan Wu, if he dares to remain indifferent, then she shouldn't blame her for using force.
...
The Crown Prince did not leave the palace after court today and stayed in his study the whole time.
Aside from his fondness for beautiful women and his cowardice, he was quite diligent in his official duties. His talent wasn't particularly outstanding, so he had to dedicate more time to learning governance. If he relaxed, his brothers would seize the opportunity to gain the emperor's favor and thus acquire power enough to rival his own—something the crown prince would never allow to happen.
So when Yan Wu came to find him, the Crown Prince was engrossed in reading memorials.
"Your Highness, the guards have arrived."
The Crown Prince raised his head, somewhat surprised. However, considering that it was already the 26th of the month, and he usually gave him a medicine on the 25th of each month to relieve the poison in his body, he figured Yan Wu must have come to him because he was in unbearable pain from the poison.
"Let him in."
A short while later, Yan Wu came in and closed the study door as soon as he entered.
The prince tossed a pill into his hand. The pill fell to the ground and rolled to Yan Wu's feet.
It was like giving alms.
"Take the antidote for this month yourself."
Yan Wu paused, but didn't pick it up. He crushed the pill with his shoe and walked towards the Crown Prince, removing his mask to reveal a face that was 99% similar to the Crown Prince's.
The crown prince threw down his wolf-hair brush in displeasure. "Yan Wu, I told you not to show your face in front of me. I don't want to see it."
"Not only did you not listen, you even crushed the medicine. Anyway, there's only one pill. If you step on it and get it dirty, you'll have to kneel down and lick it clean, otherwise you'll die of pain!"
Yan Wu approached step by step, and the Crown Prince finally realized that something was wrong with Yan Wu today; he had a cold and hard expression that suggested he was about to rebel.
"What do you think you're doing? Don't forget the poison in your body!" the prince warned loudly, his body involuntarily leaning back.
The next instant, Yan Wu delivered a chop to the ground.
Before the prince fell into a coma, he seemed to hear a cold, sinister voice.
"From now on, I am you."
The prince fell into a coma in fear.
When the crown prince fell, his body hit the table with a loud thud. The crown prince's personal eunuch outside the door hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, what happened? Should I go in and take a look?"
Yan Wu glanced at the doorway and raised his voice, "No need. Don't come in without my permission."
Then, he stripped the prince of his clothes and put them on himself, then gave the prince his own clothes and put a mask on him.
Yan Wu threw the crown prince onto the ground in front of the table and ordered Eunuch Xu to come in, "Take him to the dungeon I prepared especially for him."
Eunuch Xu had no suspicions, and the guardless man frequently went into that dungeon. The guardless man had grown up with the Crown Prince, and he didn't know why the Crown Prince disliked him so much, but these were not matters for a servant like him to concern himself with.
Eunuch Xu responded and ordered two eunuchs to come and drag the man into the dungeon.
Yan Wu glanced at the unfinished memorials on the table, sat down, picked up his pen, and finished processing them in less than half an hour.
It was still early, and Yan Wu calculated the time. The prince in the dungeon should have woken up by now. He got up, changed into a new set of clothes in his study, and headed to the dungeon.
There are two dungeons in the Crown Prince's residence. One is specifically for imprisoning palace servants who have made mistakes or secret guards sent by the Crown Prince's enemies to assassinate him. The other is a dungeon that the Crown Prince specially built to imprison Yan Wu.
He never imagined that one day he would be tied up here, while the person who used to be tied up and tortured was now sitting in his place, holding a pen and writing something.
Seeing the figure half-hidden in the darkness, Yan Huainan couldn't help but tremble. He roared fiercely, but his voice was weak, "Yan Wu, how dare you rebel! Don't forget, only I have the antidote for the poison in your body, and only I know where it is!"
"Without the antidote, you won't survive this month!"
"Do you want to die?!"
Yan Wu ignored him and continued writing rapidly on the paper.
Yan Huainan cursed for a long time until his mouth was dry, but he didn't get any response. "What exactly do you want? Release me. This time you've been disrespectful, so I can be magnanimous and let you off this time!"
Yan Huainan stopped cursing, and Yan Wu just finished writing. He picked up the paper, blew on it, and let the ink dry.
Then he took the dagger and slashed Yan Huainan's body, blood gushing out, causing Yan Huainan to gasp in pain.
Yan Wu smeared some blood onto Yan Huainan's hand and forced him to press his fingerprint on the paper.
Yan Huainan looked closely and saw that it was a written divorce agreement, and the person to be divorced was He Yan Chaoxi.
After a moment's thought, he understood. "Alright, so that's why you've been acting so strangely. So you've taken a fancy to my woman!"
Yan Wu finally responded to him, "So what if it is? After today, she has nothing to do with you anymore."
"Aren't you afraid..."
Yan Wu coldly reminded him, "Haven't you noticed? I no longer need your antidote?"
Yan Huainan was shocked, only then noticing that Yan Wu showed no signs of pain whatsoever. He had previously deliberately delayed giving him the antidote, just to see him suffer terribly. This month's antidote should have been given to him yesterday; since he hadn't taken it, he should be experiencing excruciating pain and wishing he were dead today!
"How come you're alright?!"
"Is there even a need to ask? Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
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