If she hadn't taken action first, the late emperor would have secretly executed her. His Li Yuan wouldn't have been spared either.
Everything she has now was not thanks to the late emperor.
“Ahem…”
At this moment, the Eighth Prince suddenly felt a dull pain in his lungs, weakness in his limbs, and soreness and cramps all over his body.
He couldn't sit still at all and fell to the ground.
A hot stream gushed out, and black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"It's poisonous! Call the imperial physician!"
The Eighth Prince covered his stomach and shouted in panic.
The night frost turned a deaf ear.
The Queen Mother slowly put down the porcelain bowl in her hand and looked down at the Eighth Prince, a faint smile still in her eyes.
The Eighth Prince realized it later and stared at the Queen Mother in disbelief: "It was you, it was you who poisoned me?"
How is that possible? He just drank a bowl of soup! The Queen Mother also drank it!
Moreover, he and the Queen Mother had no past or present grudges against each other, so why did the Queen Mother poison him?
"You covet the throne and sow discord with ill intentions. You deserve death. The late emperor appeared in my dream yesterday, saying that he was very lonely in the underworld. So, I want you to accompany him."
"No, impossible!" The Eighth Prince shook his head.
The Queen Mother picked up her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully. "You are so cunning and vigilant, how could you not have anticipated that the bowl and chopsticks would be poisoned by me?"
The Eighth Prince glanced at the dishes on the table, raised his hand and pointed at the Queen Mother, "How dare you do this to me? The late Emperor will never forgive you!"
"The late emperor?" The empress dowager looked disdainful.
She walked up to the Eighth Prince, squatted down, and whispered, "Even a hundred years later, I will not be buried in the same tomb with the late emperor. I think it is unlucky. After all, back then..."
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she smiled sweetly: "After all, it was I who personally sent the late emperor to his death."
"Poisonous woman...you...you..."
The Eighth Prince was so angry that his eyes were wide open and his breathing was rapid.
He couldn't catch his breath and died with his eyes open.
The Queen Mother turned to look at Wan Shuang and ordered in a cold voice, "Bring Lan Xin into this room as well. Burn it all and do it cleanly."
"yes."
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