"Yes, yes!" The prince held up his chubby little hand, his two big, watery eyes filled with excitement: "Ping'er is willing to go! ^O^/
"Good, my good child, you are truly born to be an emperor." Shen Zhiyu gently patted the crown prince's head, got up to get the highly poisonous pills, and gave him instructions word by word.
"Didn't your royal grandmother say a few days ago that the imperial chef had made some new desserts and wanted you to try them? Don't be stubborn, go quickly."
“Crush this pill, hide it under your fingernail, and put it into your grandmother’s pastry so she can eat it. That will do the trick.”
After receiving the pills, the prince first said "Oh" and then walked out with his short legs.
Her steps slowed, and as she reached the door, she couldn't help but turn back, hesitatingly looking at Shen Zhiyu: "But Father..."
He clenched his little fists, as if hoping for a glimmer of hope: "Do we really have to go?"
He said, "My grandmother used to be very good to me. She got angry once because of Mu Sijin, but she apologized to me later. Although I thought about killing her, I..."
"What do you mean, 'you'?" Realizing his hesitation, Shen Zhiyu immediately became displeased and angrily rebuked him: "When Father Emperor taught you to torture and kill palace maids and eunuchs, didn't you learn it quite quickly? Why can't you bear to do it with that old woman?!"
"But Father, Grandmother is family, and her life is different from that of the lowly palace maids." The Crown Prince looked at Shen Zhiyu with teary eyes, having been yelled at for the first time.
"The day before yesterday, the Empress Dowager sent someone to deliver a kite to Ping'er, telling her not to kill indiscriminately... Ahhh!"
However, before he could finish speaking, Shen Zhiyu slapped him to the ground, yelling, "Womanly compassion! A coward like you will never amount to anything! Damn it!"
"Damn it, you idiot, how could I have such a piece of trash like you! You've ruined everything! You've ruined everything! Trash! Garbage!"
After knocking the Crown Prince down, Shen Zhiyu kicked him several times until he was knocked unconscious. Only then did he catch his breath and take a deep breath with his eyes wide open in shock.
Just now, when the Crown Prince rejected him, he clearly heard the system notification.
[Failed to frame the Empress Dowager; Luck value -10%.]
[WARNING! WARNING! Your current luck value is 10%, and it may be reset to zero at any time. It may be reset again at any time!]
When the luck value is reduced to zero, it also means that the Old Heavenly Lord's soul has completely disappeared.
He was even more anxious than Shen Zhiyu, but could only try to dissuade him in a steady voice: "Alright, hurry and go find the Empress Dowager. You poison someone yourself, but first kill one of the people who helped Mu Sijin to restore your luck value."
"Damn it!" As Shen Zhiyu left, he didn't forget to kick the Crown Prince again.
Then, he closed the palace gates and, with a group of imperial guards, went to the Hall of Benevolence and Longevity.
He fiercely attacked the palace maids and eunuchs, killing or wounding them, and then captured the Empress Dowager, intending to force-feed her the pill.
Zheng Yingqin turned pale with fright and hurriedly tried to stop them, but before she could run two steps, she was slashed by several guards and thrown out of Renshou Hall.
He could only stand outside, listening to the Empress Dowager's wailing.
Zheng Yingqin's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety. He hurriedly covered his wound and, taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, crawled out through the dog hole and rushed towards the Duke's mansion.
He's gone mad! Shen Zhiyu has gone mad!!!
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The Duke's Mansion.
When Si Jin returned home, she saw Mo Qi kneeling on a durian peel, earnestly practicing her internal energy to try and open up her meridians.
"..."
He frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell you to make Sheng Yu kneel?"
"How can that be?" Mo Qi insisted on his competitive spirit: "I must be better at martial arts than him to turn the tables!"
Si Jin: "..."
He opened his mouth, about to say something, when he saw Zheng Yingqin, covered in blood, rush into the gate of the Duke's mansion.
He didn't even have the strength to lift his foot, and fell face-first into the mud, struggling to lift his head: "Young Master, hurry... hurry to the palace, the Empress Dowager is in trouble..."
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