On the shelf, the man in black slowly opened his eyes, his cheeks twitching slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Yao felt as if she saw a flash of silver light.
The silver light emanated from the man in black's lips.
This is……
Yuan Yao cried out in her baby voice, "Daddy, be careful!"
With a "whoosh," a silver light grazed the Ninth Prince's cheek and pierced the brow of a small eunuch behind him.
The young eunuch died on the spot.
The entire prison was thrown into chaos.
The emperor summoned a group of people to stand in front of him, as if afraid his head would be pierced by silver needles...
One of the imperial guards picked up his sword and was about to stab the man in black.
However, before his sword tip could even touch the man in black, it snapped in two.
The Ninth Prince retracted his slender fingers and coldly stared at the man in black: "I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead."
Now that you are in my hands, you have no choice but to speak, whether you like it or not.
"Pah!" The man in black who was spitting out silver needles spat out: "Enough nonsense, kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"
"You've got guts, haven't you?" The Ninth Prince's lips curved slightly. "Guards, bring the torture."
The man in black remained expressionless, instead closing his eyes and revealing an expression of self-sacrifice.
His demeanor clearly showed that even if he were tortured to death, he would never reveal the mastermind behind it all...
The empty, gloomy prison was filled with screams one after another.
Yuan Yao huddled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, her complexion not looking good.
She suspected that someone had conspired with those in Chu who wanted to kill Yun Chan, intending to kill Yun Chan, incite Chu's displeasure, and lead them to attack the Great Qi Kingdom. Then, they would shift the blame to the Ninth Prince...
no!
We must not let them succeed!
Thinking it over, Yuan Yao asked the Ninth Prince to put her down.
She suppressed her fear and knelt down beside the eunuch who had died from a single needle prick.
The needles were thin and long, emitting a faint, eerie light.
The skin pierced by the needle is slowly turning bluish-black.
Yuan Yao squinted at it for a moment, then asked, "Is there something on the needle?"
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince was about to lift her up: "Don't touch it, that needle is poisoned."
“Father, I’m not talking about poison,” Yuan Yao said in a childish voice. “There are patterns on the poison needle.”
Pattern?
The Ninth Prince squinted.
The emperor bent down and looked down: "Why can't I see it?"
Li Deshan, who was accompanying him, squatted down and looked at it for a long time before whispering, "There are patterns carved on this needle; they are half-lotus flowers."
Lobelia chinensis?
With a flick of his slender fingers, the Ninth Prince pulled out a long, poisonous needle. The tip of the needle gleamed with a cold, dark light, and sure enough, a half-lotus flower was engraved on the tip.
People with poor eyesight would never have imagined, much less discovered, that patterns could be engraved on a silver needle!
The Ninth Prince, holding a needle, walked up to the man in black and uttered three words from his thin lips: "A man from Chu?"
Lobelia chinensis grows in the State of Chu.
The assassin was actually sent by the State of Chu?
Yuan Yao was terrified.
At this moment, the man in black on the shelf changed his expression: "Nonsense, we...we are not from the Chu Kingdom!"
Judging from the tone, it's highly likely.
Yuan Yao is so angry!
Even though Yun Chan is already in the Great Qi Kingdom, these people still won't let him go!
He's just a seven-year-old child, is it really necessary?
Yuan Yao looked at the man in black: "Yun Chan is in the Great Qi Kingdom. With the Great Qi Kingdom protecting him, you people of Chu Kingdom, don't even think about hurting him again, and don't even think about provoking a war between the two countries!"
Man in black: "..."
The man in black was speechless.
Seeing this, the emperor said, "Yuan Yao, this is interrogation time. You are just a child, don't cause trouble here."
The assassination of Yun Chan concerns peace between the two countries and must be investigated thoroughly.
The Ninth Prince ordered the silver needles to be put away and said to Yuan Yao, "Little Yao, if you're bored, go back to Qianhua Palace and wait."
After Father finished interrogating the assassin, he returned to Qianhua Palace.
Yuan Yao felt that the matter was of great importance and should indeed be investigated thoroughly.
She spoke just now because she was worried about Yun Chan and couldn't help it...
Before leaving the prison, Yuan Yao said worriedly, "Father, the assassins are very cunning, you must be careful."
She's still terrified of that poisoned needle!
In the dim light, the Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Go."
Upon returning to Qianhua Palace, Yuan Yao ate a little something and then sent a eunuch to wait for her at Chaoyun Palace.
In the afternoon, Yu'er came to her: "Princess, I think I've made the cream you mentioned. Is this it?"
butter?
In an instant, Yuan Yao's depression was swept away.
She looked over with great interest.
Yu'er was holding a beautiful black porcelain bowl, which was filled with a creamy substance.
The color is pale yellow, it's a bit runny, and it has a wonderful milky aroma.
Yuan Yao wasn't quite sure, so she asked someone to get her three chopsticks and a small bowl of sugar.
She grabbed the chopsticks with her short hands, poured in some more sugar, and started stirring in one direction.
Yu'er realized that this was the same method as whipping egg whites.
Seeing that Yuan Yao's hands were small and short and she was not strong, Yu'er took the initiative to take the chopsticks: "Princess, let me do it."
Ten minutes later.
Looking at the light, fluffy, delicate, and creamy whipped cream, Yuan Yao was overjoyed: "Sister Yu'er, it's done! We made it!"
That's wonderful!
From now on, she'll have whipping cream!
With heavy cream, making other desserts becomes so much easier!
Right now, what she needs is butter!
Yuan Yao was so happy that she had completely forgotten about the assassin.
She pulled Yu'er along and said happily, "Sister Yu'er, can you make me a cake?"
“Okay!” Yu’er replied, taking her little hand in return.
Danqing stood aside and followed helplessly.
From the kitchen, large vats of freshly squeezed buffalo milk were brought over, and the eunuchs rolled up their sleeves to make more cream.
Since she had just made a yogurt cake, Yuan Yao simply asked Yu'er to make a mille-feuille cake...
There's no frying pan here, so making crepes is quite a hassle.
Fortunately, Yu'er is also skilled at making pancakes, producing pancakes with just the right thickness, tender and even.
While waiting, Yuan Yao had some ginseng soup brewed.
Looking at the busy Yu'er, she asked Danqing, "Sister Danqing, can the cookware in the palace be custom-made by a blacksmith?"
Danqing smiled gently and replied, "Okay."
"Ah!" Yuan Yao said happily, "Then I'll draw some cookware designs later, and you can find someone to make them for me!"
These days, she keeps coming up with strange ideas, but thankfully, everyone's gotten used to it.
Danqing smiled faintly: "Okay."
I spent a long time in the kitchen, and the mille-crepe cake was finally done!
Danqing made two cakes in total. As soon as she finished, she cut a piece for Yuanyao to try.
Yuan Yao took a bite and squinted her eyes happily: "This is the taste!"
Her happiness has returned!
After glancing at the sky, Yuan Yao had the cook serve a bowl of ginseng soup, and then had Yu'er cut a few slices of mille-feuille cake and pack them into a food box. Afterward, she called Danqing, and pointed to several palace maids and eunuchs. The group then headed to Chaoyun Palace in a grand procession.
Outside Chaoyun Palace, a row of lush purple bamboos was planted.
As dusk fell, the sky grew darker.
The purple tree swayed without wind, its shadows flickering, as if something were hiding inside.
Could it be that the assassin failed to kill Yun Chan in one go and returned?
Yuan Yao felt a chill run down her spine. Pointing at the bamboo thicket, she whispered in her childish voice, "Who's hiding there? Come out!"
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