When Nangong Liuer arrived at the Second Prince's residence, Ning Sizhen had just finished bathing.
Wearing only an undergarment and preparing to go to sleep, not wanting to change, she simply summoned Nangong Liuer to her bedchamber.
Over the years, in order to keep Nangong Liuer as his ally, he has never dared to take a concubine.
When he felt unwell, he would find a few pretty maids to serve him.
Just as I was pondering which maid to look for, Nangong Liuer came to my door herself.
Ever since Nangong Liuer faked a pregnancy to frame Ning Sijin.
Ning Sizhen hadn't touched Nangong Liuer for a long time.
Naturally, he missed her terribly and immediately reached out to pull her onto his lap, removed her hairpin, and asked close to her, "Liu'er, what brings you here to see me so late?"
Nangong Liuer quickly relayed the system's hints to Ning Sizhen, which made Ning Sizhen happy, and he even found it hard to believe.
He confirmed it again: "Liu'er, is this really an instruction from your system?"
“Yes.” Nangong Liuer wrapped her arms around his neck, gently kissed his forehead, and confidently told him, “I told you before, my system comes from thousands of years in the future and can calculate the best reagent for action based on the luck on your body.”
"Si Zhen, you should be the owner of this place. You should take back what is rightfully yours."
"What about those poisons? Won't they be discovered?" Ning Sizhen was still worried.
“Those poisons are from thousands of years ago, so the people here can’t detect anything unusual.” Nangong Liu’er replied, “It only takes half a month to kill someone silently. Then you can go to the palace and ask for an imperial decree, and everyone will be happy.”
"What about Ning Sijin? Won't he find out either?" Ning Sizhen asked again to confirm.
"No." Nangong Liuer lowered her head and snuggled against Ning Sizhen's chest like a little bird: "Even if Ning Sijin, that country bumpkin, becomes powerful, he still can't outdo my system."
Nangong Liuer had complete faith in her useless system, and after a few witty remarks, she managed to sway Ning Sizhen's interest.
He couldn't help but lower his head and seal the woman's rosy lips with his.
"Liu'er, you are truly my lucky star. I will definitely marry you as my empress after I ascend the throne. So stay here today."
As he spoke, he bent down and laid Nangong Liuer down...
… …
Ning Sizhen is thirty-two years old this year. The throne he has been thinking about for more than ten years is now within his grasp, so he immediately accelerated the process of taking action.
While ordering the imperial students to poison Si Jin, he himself went to the palace every day, not stopping until he saw the emperor take the poison he had prepared in advance.
Sure enough, within ten days, both Si Jin and the old emperor fell ill.
This made Ning Sizhen believe Nangong Liuer's words even more.
He proudly told Nangong Mi about his achievement, instructing him to bring men to guard the Fourth Prince's residence in four days and to make sure to bring out Ning Sijin's corpse so that he could whip it for his own amusement.
At the same time, he led his ministers, who were loyal to him, to the palace to force the old emperor to issue an edict.
Ning Sizhen's plan to seize the throne was proceeding extremely smoothly. He firmly believed that the emperor and Si Jin would both die on the fifteenth day after the poisoning, just as Nangong Liuer had said.
Therefore, I made a special trip to the palace on the fourteenth day.
He cheerfully helped the emperor up from his dragon bed and once again brought the poisoned tea to his father's lips: "Here, Father, drink it."
"I won't drink it." The emperor stopped his hand, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "What's in here? Why have you been sending it every day for the past two weeks?!"
"Of course it's good stuff." Ning Sizhen knew that today was the perfect opportunity for him to obtain the throne, so he no longer hid his intentions and cheerfully explained.
"Why refuse, Father? If you drink this poison and leave this world, wouldn't it be better for me to succeed you and continue to be your emperor?"
Upon hearing this, the old emperor's expression darkened further.
Although he didn't think highly of Ning Sizhen, he never thought that Ning Sizhen would be capable of patricide and regicide.
Now, I truly see things clearly!
Ignoring his angry gaze, Ning Sizhen continued, "Father, I have wanted the throne for a long time, but I am very troubled. Why didn't you die sooner? Why have you lived for so long?"
“But now I’m not in a hurry. My men have been replaced outside this bedchamber. You have no way to escape.”
"You have to drink this poisoned tea today, whether you like it or not... Ah!"
Ning Sizhen was speaking merrily when he was suddenly slapped hard across the face by the old emperor.
This slap, imbued with internal force, knocked Ning Sizhen to the ground.
Blood was seeping from the corner of his lips, and half of his face was swollen.
He looked incredulously at his father, the emperor, on the dragon bed. His face was rosy and he was moving his internal energy freely. There was no sign of him being on his deathbed.
But he clearly watched his father drink the poison every day. Logically speaking, the old man should be passing away tomorrow!
Why did it turn out like this?!
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