Adhering to the fine tradition of doing good deeds anonymously, He Jiuniang scattered all the papers in her hand and then disappeared in a flash.
However, she did not return to the inn, but went straight to the Eastern Palace, which was her primary purpose in coming to the Eastern Palace.
The Eastern Imperial Palace was heavily guarded and appeared to be larger than the Northern Yan Imperial Palace, with even more guards.
This is not hard to understand. After all, Dongting was a powerful country that committed evil deeds everywhere. In addition to being a powerful country itself, it also had many enemies. The emperor of Dongting was also worried about being assassinated, so he was always on high alert.
However, none of this was difficult for He Jiuniang. She could go in silently and come out silently, leaving without a trace.
She waved her hand and scattered a handful of powder. Soon, a large number of mosquitoes came from all directions and bit the guards hard.
There were so many mosquitoes, they could be described as a dense, black swarm. They could easily prick the guards' heads with welts. He Jiuniang took advantage of the chaos to sneak over the wall and enter the palace.
There are many people on night duty in the palace, but it's not as strict as at the gate; you can easily avoid them by simply avoiding them.
Moreover, her purpose this time is not to kill anyone, so she won't cause any trouble.
It was only a short time since it got dark, and none of the nobles in the palace had gone to sleep yet. He Jiu Niang had been shuttling around the palace, finding out who lived in each palace and even finding out which concubine's palace the Emperor of the Eastern Court would be staying in tonight.
That's not difficult. I heard people say while I was strolling around the streets at noon that the Emperor of the Eastern Court recently acquired a beauty, and he's been indulging in revelry every night, staying overnight every night. So all I need to do is find the palace where that beauty is.
The Eastern Emperor was notoriously fond of beautiful women, but he was by no means incompetent. Even if he indulged in nightly revelry, it didn't prevent him from attending court the next day, nor did it affect his ability to govern the Eastern Court well. In fact, he frequently invaded several neighboring countries.
So it's true that comparisons are odious. If the old emperor of Beiyan had been able to pursue immortality while governing the country properly, Beiyan wouldn't have ended up like this.
But it doesn't matter. Who made Bei Yan lucky to meet her? The old emperor is still relatively easy to control. Everything is managed by the crown prince. The crown prince is a talented person who is willing to listen to advice and correct his mistakes. So she doesn't care too much.
"His Highness the Crown Prince's health is failing..."
"I think so too. The imperial physicians were all shaking their heads. The Empress is truly pitiful."
"Yes, His Highness the Crown Prince is critically ill, and the Third Prince is suffering in Bei Yan. I really don't know what to do about this."
"It seems that the Fifth Prince and the Sixth Prince are more favored lately."
"Don't talk nonsense, those are things we shouldn't mention!"
Two palace maids passed by, whispering among themselves.
He Jiuniang blinked. It seemed that the Eastern Court royal family was in a mess. The crown prince was about to die, the third prince was still suffering in Beiyan, the other princes were eyeing him covetously, and the old emperor still had the mind to spend his nights in revelry with no one.
Good heavens, this is truly amazing!
However, how could the Crown Prince die? If he died, who would check the other forces, and the Third Prince's usefulness would not be fully realized.
He Jiuniang immediately made a decision. Since the old emperor would definitely be spending time with the beauty exercising anyway, she would go and check on the crown prince's illness first.
Don't mistake her for a good person; she just doesn't want the Dongting royal family to have it too easy.
With several forces balancing each other, the Eastern Court royal family was gradually disintegrated and finally defeated by the Northern Flame in agony.
The Crown Prince's palace was brightly lit, with palace servants coming and going, imperial physicians taking turns to attend to him, and concubines attending to his illness. Everyone was on edge, feeling that the Crown Prince's time was up in the next few days.
He Jiuniang peeked out from the rooftop not far away. With so many people around, it was practically impossible for her to sneak in unnoticed; she would have to use some tricks.
However, it wasn't the right time yet, so she wasn't in a hurry. She stayed on the rooftop, taking the opportunity to get a clear picture of the surrounding area.
After a while, most people left, and He Jiuniang knocked down the guard with a handful of medicine, then staggered into the Crown Prince's bedchamber.
Everyone was unconscious except for the Crown Prince, who was on the bed near death and still had some consciousness. This was intentional on He Jiu Niang's part.
After all, she would have to give him medicine later. If he was awake, he could take it by himself, but if he fainted, she would have to take care of him herself.
She's not that kind!
The prince remained in a daze, sensing that his time was drawing near, and filled with countless sorrows and resentments.
Heaven was kind to him, allowing him to be born into an imperial family as the eldest son, giving him a head start in life.
Yet, he also liked to joke with him. He gave him such a good life and treatment, but he was not stingy in giving him a good body. He was sickly since childhood and was never valued by his father.
Even though he was the crown prince, any of his other healthy brothers could easily compete with him.
Especially his own younger brother, the Third Prince, who was born of the same principal wife as him.
The disputes have never ceased over the years.
He was unwilling to die like this, but he was so powerless and helpless; he couldn't resist.
People around him probably saw that he was about to die, so they no longer respected him as the crown prince and treated him so rudely. He hadn't even gone to sleep yet, but the servants had already gone to sleep.
In the past, he would have been angry, but now, whatever, he no longer cares about those people.
He was just thinking about who would get the throne after he died. It would most likely be the third son, since he was also the legitimate son and his father had always doted on him.
However, the third prince is still trapped in Beiyan, and it is unknown what will happen to him in the end. The emperor may also consider the fifth and sixth princes because of his past arrest.
He didn't want the third son to take his place, and he couldn't tolerate the fifth and sixth sons sitting in that position. The third son was one thing, at least he was his own flesh and blood, but what were the fifth and sixth sons? In fact, they were nothing but lowly offspring of a concubine!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His hands clenched into fists, and the resentment in his heart consumed him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you're so sick at such a young age. With so many worries on your mind, always looking for trouble, it's a blessing from God that you've lived this long!"
He Jiuniang's sudden voice startled the Crown Prince of Dongting.
Who is it?
The prince turned his head nervously and saw a beautiful figure slowly walking towards him.
He Jiuniang was dressed in black, her face was covered, only her eyes were visible, clearly the attire of an assassin.
But the crown prince didn't call out to anyone; he just stared blankly as she walked towards him with a nonchalant air.
He licked his lips, feeling a dryness in his throat, and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Who... are you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com