Chapter 2017 Imperial Uncle, the World is Now in My Hands (6)
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Chu Yan was already happy to receive the gift, but hearing Si Jin call her "sister" made her feel even more superior.
No wonder the Second Prince's mother was able to maintain her power and favor for so many years; it turns out there was something to it.
Huh? The Second Prince isn't young anymore, is he? He still doesn't have a maid to enlighten him in "that aspect".
Perhaps she could try to guide her properly.
Once I've secured a position with the Second Prince, even if I don't become his principal wife, I'll at least be a concubine. Entering the royal family means endless wealth and luxury!
"Let me try it for you." With that, he took out a teacup and greedily drank it all in one gulp.
A little tea spilled from the corner of her lips, which she wiped away with her sleeve. She put down the teacup and gave Si Jin a charming bow.
"Thank you, Your Highness. This tea... tea... um..."
As they were talking, a sharp pain began to churn in their abdomen.
Her words were interrupted. Chu Yan clutched her stomach in disbelief as blood seeped from the corner of her lips, then from her nostrils, eyes, and ears.
The woman's eyes were filled with terror. Before she could even cry out, she curled up into a ball and died.
His eyes bulged out, and he stared at the crowd behind him with a gruesome death expression.
Its terrifying appearance made it seem as if it could rise up and take lives at any moment.
The palace servants gasped, their faces turning pale. Just as they were wondering what was going on, Si Jin burst into laughter, lowering her eyes as if admiring a highly successful work of art: "This medicine really works! Look, she wasn't old even when she died, hahaha."
The boy leaned against the chair, his laughter cold and bloodthirsty. After he had laughed enough, he lazily leaned back in the chair and casually brushed a stray hair from his temple.
He pointed to the second palace maid and said, "Come, choose one."
At this moment, the twenty-odd people realized that His Highness was not here to reward them, but clearly to take their lives!
Do they know... that they were bribed by the First Prince?
Last night, they promised to speak up for the eldest prince, but they didn't do so today. They didn't do anything to betray him.
Why does the Second Prince... look so crazy?
Was it a traumatic experience, or is there some kind of mental problem?
But Si Jin quickly showed them with her actions that she was perfectly clear-headed.
The second palace maid dared not pick up the box, so she bowed tremblingly and said, "Your Highness, I know I have not done anything, so please do not reward me."
Her voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes from fright.
However, the words she had finally mustered the courage to say were met with a crisp rejection from Si Jin: "How can that be?"
He said, "I've heard that Sister Yuzhi has recently made a fortune and has some money. How can we not celebrate?"
"Come on, pick one!"
Yu Zhi's heart was pounding so hard she almost fainted.
She was still young; she didn't want to die.
But how could His Highness know that she had accepted the First Prince's money? "Your Highness, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never make such a mistake again, sob sob sob..."
With a thud, Yuzhi knelt on the ground, crying and begging, her head almost bleeding from the banging.
But after a short while, Si Jin lowered her head and handed a box to her, smiling gently and beautifully: "We're all family, why be so polite, sister?"
"Alright, I've picked one for you. Open it."
In an instant, Yu Zhi's face turned ashen. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly sprang up from the ground and desperately ran towards the door.
"Help! The Second Prince has killed someone! The Second Prince..."
The words stopped abruptly, and everyone turned around in horror, only to see a long sword piercing through Yu Zhi's neck at the front door, pinning her firmly to the door.
Yu Zhi was left hanging there, and unexpectedly lost her life.
Looking ahead, Si Jin had already lazily withdrawn her hand and, with a "thud," placed about ten darts on the table.
"Actually, I'm quite accurate at throwing darts, so everyone..." Si Jin suddenly raised his voice for the last four words, startling everyone so much that they almost lost their souls.
He, meanwhile, idly fiddled with the darts and blurted out, "Let's keep choosing."
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