After getting up, Lan Shuang ate and took medicine as usual, with no sign of abnormality on her face. The maids observed her carefully, but had no idea what Lan Shuang was thinking.
The Imperial Master left in a hurry last night. Before leaving, he asked them to keep an eye on Lan Shuang and report any unusual movements to him in a timely manner.
Ke Lan Shuang just read the storybook, looked at the snow, took medicine, ate, and slept, and she couldn't see anything.
The Imperial Master looked at the reports and had no other options. He just said, "She is not allowed to leave the house. Everything else is up to you."
Lan Shuang had no plans to go out. Anyway, Xin Wujiang was the one who was supposed to deliver the message, and he couldn't keep an eye on her.
When there was no one around, she wrote a letter in the room and discussed the next plan with the fifth prince.
According to the information given by 888, Lan Shuang revealed to the Fifth Prince all the intelligence collected by the Imperial Master in her previous life to overthrow the Crown Prince.
What the Fifth Prince would do was not within her consideration. She was not the protagonist of this world, so many times, she could not get involved in core events, especially such major events. If the mission target was the protagonist, she could rewrite the direction of the story, but if not, it was better not to destroy the original plot.
So Lan Shuang is very Buddhist in this life, and since her health is really poor, she focuses on self-cultivation.
But it is different for the national teacher. Lan Shuang is walking on the road of life, but he is determined to crawl towards death.
…
The emperor had been ill for a long time, and the imperial teacher and the crown prince gradually took control of the government. The crown prince enjoyed a period of glory and acted a little arrogantly, which soon aroused the jealousy of several other factions. They united to collect evidence of his crimes and reported him one by one.
At first, the imperial teacher suppressed the memorial and wanted to tell the emperor about it, but later the incident became more and more serious, as if someone was fanning the flames. So the imperial teacher let go and showed the memorial to the emperor.
The emperor was so angry after seeing this that he almost died. He called the prince and gave him a good scolding. Then he took away his power and distributed it to other princes.
The court became increasingly chaotic.
The prince was anxious and wanted to consult the imperial teacher for countermeasures, but the imperial teacher refused for several days.
The prince was unable to sleep or eat, and lost a lot of weight in just a few days.
All the imperial masters and the fifth prince saw this. Finally, on a dark and windy night, the prince disguised himself and secretly went to see the imperial master.
This time, the imperial teacher did not stop him and invited him into the study.
There was only one oil lamp left in the study, and the light inside the room was dim and looked eerie. The national teacher was sitting behind the desk wearing a mask. The flames were jumping, and his shadow was making him look like a ghost.
The prince shuddered as he came in. Fear came over him like a shadow and gripped his heart.
He closed the door with his backhand, looked at the Imperial Master from under his bamboo hat, and whispered, "Imperial Master, you must save me!"
The Imperial Master blinked, then stood up to salute, "I greet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince—"
"Hey, there are no outsiders here, so there's no need to worry about these empty formalities."
The Crown Prince hurriedly raised his hand to support him, "Master, why didn't you see me a few days ago?"
The Imperial Preceptor sat down and said calmly, "His Royal Highness is in real danger recently. If I get too close to His Royal Highness, it will be hard to explain. If I break my promise to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness will be in utter danger."
"That's true." The prince accepted the explanation instantly. He could only rely on the imperial teacher now. If the imperial teacher was disliked by his father, he would have no one to rely on.
The prince gave a bitter laugh and said, "Now I am like a rat crossing the street, everyone is shouting and beating me. Those who used to show kindness to me have now turned around and kicked me when I am down."
He sat on a chair and took off his hat, revealing his haggard face.
The Imperial Master stared at him for a few seconds and sighed, "Your Highness, a tall tree attracts the wind."
The Crown Prince's lips moved. "They're trying like crazy to find something to hold against me. If I present everything to Father, I'm afraid my position as Crown Prince will be in jeopardy. Imperial Master—what should I do?"
The Imperial Preceptor pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty has lost much trust in Your Highness. If this continues, it's only a matter of time before the Crown Prince is deposed. Furthermore, Your Majesty's health won't last much longer. It's hard to say who will have the last laugh then."
"Really?" The prince didn't know the emperor was so ill yet. He jumped up from his chair and asked, "Is father really dying?"
"Well, so we have to strike first."
"What do you mean?" The prince walked to the table and stared at the imperial teacher with an almost crazy look.
The Imperial Master was silent for a moment, then he raised his hand, picked up a pen and wrote a word on the paper - kill.
The prince's eyes suddenly widened: "This...can't be!"
The Imperial Master put down his pen, sat upright, and said calmly, "Your Highness, please think carefully about this. At this time, you are still the Crown Prince. If His Majesty passes away, you will naturally succeed to the throne. If you continue to wait like this, it may not be certain."
These words hit the prince's chest. He took two steps back and looked hesitant.
The Imperial Master lowered his eyes, his dark expression vanishing, and continued, "Besides, Your Majesty's time is already short. If you do it a few days earlier, others won't be suspicious."
The prince looked up blankly: "The imperial physician can't see it either?"
"The imperial physician has long known that Your Majesty's health is failing, but he dared not speak the truth, fearing that only the Empress would know the truth."
The prince stopped talking. He stepped back, held the armrest of the chair, and remained silent for a long time.
The Imperial Master was not in a hurry. After he finished speaking, he waited for the Crown Prince to express his opinion.
Finally, a quarter of an hour later, he raised his head, his eyes firm and a bit ruthless, "Okay, I know what to do."
The Imperial Preceptor raised his lips slightly, stood up and bowed to the Crown Prince, "Your Highness, I congratulate you in advance on your ascension to the throne."
Hearing this, the prince suddenly felt refreshed. Thinking of those people who took advantage of his misfortune, the prince clenched his hands and said, "After this is accomplished, I will never treat the Imperial Master unfairly. It's late, I will go back first."
"Farewell, Your Highness."
The Imperial Master watched the Crown Prince leave. Only after his figure completely disappeared did he slowly straighten up, his eyes cold and sinister.
"Have a safe journey on the road to the underworld."
…
Lan Shuang estimated that the time was almost up, so she asked Xin Wujiang to deliver a letter to the fifth prince, telling him that the imperial teacher was trying to trick the crown prince into poisoning him, and asked him to keep an eye on it.
The fifth prince became concerned, but did not do anything to stop it. After all, it was in his best interest if the emperor died.
He is happy to see it happen.
However, the prince has been slow to act, and Lan Shuang and Xin Wujiang's wedding date is approaching.
Three days before the wedding, Lan Shuang was carried back to the Imperial Master's Mansion in a sedan chair by the Imperial Master.
It has been a long time since the last time the two broke up. During this period, they have not seen each other and no news has been exchanged.
Their relationship became very delicate. When Lan Shuang came back, the imperial teacher had just returned from the palace. Their sedan chairs met at the door, and the scene looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.
Of course, the only person who was embarrassed was the person involved; no one else knew what happened that night.
Lan Shuang was a thick-skinned person with a big heart. She helped the maid get off the sedan chair and bowed to the Imperial Master: "Your Excellency, please go first..."
The Imperial Master pursed his lips, unable to express his feelings.
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