Only when you have something to gain will you be so busy and try every means to please the one in power.

In the eyes of the King of Xiang, he had no chance of getting the throne at all, and would only be the King of Qi's follower in the future. Whether he could live a carefree life in the future depended on whether the King of Qi would become the final winner, so it was meaningless to please the Queen Mother now.

Hearing what King Xiang said, King Qi was secretly happy.

The Eighth Brother was schemed against by the Seventh Brother, which was not a good thing for him.

If he had been wary of Lao Ba in the past, fearing that Lao Ba would harbor unrealistic hopes and bite him back one day when he saw an opportunity, now he was completely relieved.

The Eighth Prince was obviously completely devastated by the fact that he had missed out on the identity of the Queen's son.

In this way, Lao Ba will be his most trusted helper in the future.

Prince Qi tapped the white porcelain teacup with his fingertips and advised, "Eighth brother, you should pay more attention to the birthday gift for the Royal Grandmother. You don't have to be outstanding, but at least don't do anything to upset the Royal Grandmother."

The King of Xiang nodded indifferently: "I know that. But Fourth Brother must prepare well, don't let that idiot Seventh Brother outsmart you."

Whenever Yu Jian was mentioned, the King of Xiang would feel his teeth itching with hatred.

He had been suffering from insomnia every night these days, and his heart ached whenever he thought of the day when he was tricked by the Seventh Brother into going to the palace to talk nonsense with his father.

He thought countless times that if he had returned home obediently at that time, it would be uncertain whether he or the seventh son would be the empress's son.

No, my father clearly leans more towards him.

Unfortunately, he knew nothing, and the next day he received the sad news that the seventh son was recorded under the name of the Empress.

What's even more tragic is that the other brothers were able to go to the palace to find their mothers to find out the truth, but he could do nothing but drink himself into sorrow at home.

His mother was just a dancer who was given the status of concubine because she gave birth to him. Even if he went to the palace to ask, he would not be able to get anything.

Prince Xiang could no longer remember when he last saw Concubine Li.

To him, it would be best if he didn't have to see his biological mother. Seeing her would only remind him of his humble maternal bloodline.

Prince Qi placed the tea pigeon on the table and said calmly, "Seventh Brother has indeed exceeded my expectations. He has only been back from Southern Xinjiang for three or two years and he has gone from being a poor prince that even his father did not know to the son of the empress. Given time, I dare not imagine how far he will go—"

"Fourth brother, what do you mean?"

King Qi picked up the tea pigeon again, took a sip of tea and laughed at himself: "Eighth brother, don't you think that the seventh brother is a man of great luck?"

The King of Xiang's eyes narrowed and he said in a lost voice, "Fourth brother, do you think the seventh brother has a chance to become the crown prince?"

King Qi's eyes flickered: "Eighth brother, do you think it's impossible?"

The King of Xiang was a little excited: "But what does he have the right to do so——"

"Since he is now the son of the empress." Prince Qi put the tea pigeon heavily on the table, his eyes as cold as ice. "Yu Lang is the son of Empress Yuan, the only legitimate son of the emperor, but in the end he was abandoned and died. Since anything can happen, why can't the seventh prince become the crown prince?"

The King of Xiang was silent.

The King of Qi also remained silent, waiting for the tea in the teapot to cool down, and then he sighed, "If the Seventh Brother becomes the Crown Prince, or even goes one step further, will the Eighth Brother be willing?"

The King of Xiang slammed the table hard and hissed, "Don't even think about it!"

It would have ruined his path to soaring to the sky, and he would have choked to death just thinking about it.

This is also the reason why he is determined to help the fourth brother.

Staring at the tea that was spilling out onto the table, the King of Qi lowered his voice and murmured, "Yes, how can I accept this?"

"Fourth brother, what solutions do you have?" The King of Xiang regained his composure a little, but his expression was very ugly.

King Qi saw this and was very satisfied.

The more Old Eight hates Old Seven, the easier it is for his plan to be accomplished.

The King of Qi reached into his bosom, pulled out a small porcelain bottle and pushed it over.

"This is——"

The King of Qi raised his eyes to the King of Xiang, and spoke clearly: "One medicine."

The King of Xiang did not touch the small white porcelain bottle and asked hesitantly, "What medicine?"

The King of Qi raised his lips and smiled: "This medicine is colorless and tasteless, and can be dissolved in wine. Anyone who drinks this wine will lose control in a quarter of an hour at most and do something incredible..."

Prince Xiang stared at the white porcelain bottle in silence for a long time.

The King of Qi simply said, "Eighth brother, Old Seven is a great threat to you and me, so we must defeat him before he grows stronger, and I'm counting on you to do it."

"I?"

"Yes. This drug can make people lose their composure, and what better occasion than the Empress Dowager's birthday?"

Xiang Wang frowned and said, "It would be good to make Old Seven lose his composure in such a situation, but how could I have the chance to poison him?"

The King of Qi laughed when he heard this: "The reason why I asked my eighth brother instead of doing it myself is not because I want to stay out of it, but because my eighth brother has a better chance than me."

Prince Xiang pursed his lips slightly, waiting for Prince Qi to give an explanation.

Prince Qi played with the small white porcelain bottle and said slowly, "Eighth brother, you have seen it too. Old Seventh usually doesn't pay much attention to me. If I toast him, he might just turn it away. And if you just mention the day you went to the palace with him, I think Old Seventh will be willing to drink this cup of consolation wine with you. After all, Old Seventh is the kind of person who would stab someone in the back after stepping on him..."

The eyes of the King of Xiang flickered, and he was somewhat moved.

If he could get away with poisoning Lao Qi, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.

After all, everything has risks, and what Lao Si needs is not a helper who just wants to sit back and reap the rewards.

But if I fail—

King Qi knew what King Xiang was thinking, and said with a smile, "This medicine can be dissolved in wine instantly. All you need to do is secretly put the medicine in the wine while you are toasting. I will also toast to the Seventh Brother later, and if others follow, the Seventh Brother will not be able to trace the cause of his madness to this glass of wine, so don't worry, Eighth Brother."

Seeing that the Prince of Xiang was silent for a long time, the Prince of Qi sighed and said, "If Eighth Brother finds it difficult, then forget it. We have a long time to find another opportunity in the future. I am afraid that the Emperor will suddenly record the Seventh Brother under the name of the Empress today, and suddenly give the throne to the Seventh Brother tomorrow. By then, it will not be easy to shake the Seventh Brother..."

The words of the King of Qi finally prompted the King of Xiang to make up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "If we continue to do this, we will suffer the consequences. Let's do it this way."

He is helping the fourth brother and also helping himself. As long as it succeeds, he can rest assured in the future.

On an occasion like the Empress Dowager's birthday, everyone was toasting each other, so who could have found out that he was drunk from that glass of wine?

Besides, if the Seventh Prince loses his composure, given how much the Emperor cares about the Empress Dowager, he will probably kick him out directly without even giving him a chance to explain. What can be investigated then?

King Qi smiled and patted King Xiang on the shoulder: "Then I'll leave it to you, eighth brother. I will thank you very much when the matter is accomplished."

The King of Xiang grinned and said, "Brother, you are being too polite. There is no need to talk about this between brothers."

The two shook hands and smiled at each other.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Queen Mother's birthday. Yu Jin and Jiang Si got on a carriage and headed to the palace together.

In the car, Yu Jin lazily leaned against the wall and asked with a smile: "Asi, do you think there will be no trouble at the birthday party today?"