Chapter 12
"Hurry up!" Zhou Erlan said, and kicked Mu Tou again, kicking him directly forward.
Mu Tou glanced at Zhou Erlan resentfully, walked forward silently, and patted Tang Mitang's arm.
Tang Mitang, who had just been woken up by a scream and was trying hard to pretend to be asleep, was so scared that he didn't dare to move.
Oh my god, are the guards in this palace so bad? Why are these two still chatting?
"Hey!" Mu Tou shook her shoulders and shouted.
This woman is too sleepy, isn't she? She doesn't even wake up?
"Since you're sleeping so soundly, I might as well chop off a finger..." Zhou Erlan was about to say that she would wake him up by chopping off a finger, but she saw Tang Mitang sitting up on the bed as if she were resurrecting from the dead.
"Ah~ Who are you?" Tang Mitang sat upright, with a big look of confusion on her small face, looking at the two people as if she was frightened.
She was so scared that she actually cut off her fingers... just like his devilish sister...
"I have a question for you. Was the emperor poisoned last night?" Zhou Erlan looked at her and asked, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"Uh..." Could she say it? She seemed to be the one holding the emperor's thigh now?
"Don't worry, just answer. I won't tell her about the imperial sister." Zhou Erlan saw the hesitation on her face and spoke again.
After hearing the assurance, Tang Mitang nodded and said, "The emperor was poisoned yesterday. It was arsenic."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhou Erlan and saw that he was visibly relieved. She wasn't worried that his sister was lying to him, was she? Tsk, these two siblings have a pretty big problem. Has it reached the point where they're suspicious of each other?
"Your Highness, if you want to know the answer to this question, why don't you ask the Emperor directly?" Tang Mitang felt that as a three-good youth of the new era, or as an elderly person, he should help these poor brother and sister.
"None of your business." Zhou Erlan said, and jumped out of the window. Mu Tou quickly followed.
"Strange. It really disturbs my sleep." Tang Mitang complained, then fell on the bed and closed her eyes again.
Hey~
Tang MiTang sighed. She, who was so sleepy, couldn't fall asleep at the moment!
What should I do next? I stumbled upon this book for no apparent reason. I regret it so much! If I had known it would be so dire, I should have struggled in the operating room. With so many doctors around, I definitely wouldn't have died so easily...
At this moment, I really feel like I am crying out to heaven and earth for help but no one is helping me.
After the Dragon Boat Festival, the conflict between the siblings grew. With the help of Cheng Zhixuan, Zhou Erlan took every step carefully and finally overthrew the rule of the devil sister.
Tsk, there's still half a year left, when the first snow falls in November, that's when the Demon Queen will die, and it's also when this little maid will be torn to pieces...
Isn't it said that time travel always sets off a chain reaction? Even though she only has a minor supporting role, she's still a person who's had her heart changed after all. How come there's no reaction at all?
Could God give her a chance to see Cheng Zhixuan with the buff?
Tang Mitang went to see Zhou Gong in a daze before he even saw God.
Don't worry, there's still half a year left...
After Zhou Erlan swaggered out of the palace with Mu Tou, he strolled on the street.
"Your Highness, you've walked around this street three times. What are you thinking about?" Mu Tou followed behind Zhou Erlan and looked at him with his hands behind his back and a dull look in his eyes. He didn't buy anything and didn't look at anything, like a fool. Mu Tou couldn't help but speak.
Zhou Erlan stopped, looked at him, turned and walked towards another street.
Mu Tou sighed, well, his prince was really too idle.
Zhou Erlan walked step by step with his hands behind his back. The imperial sister had not lied to him, and Zhixuan would not lie to him either. What went wrong?
There must be something he overlooked, these things are too strange.
That's not right? My sister was poisoned by arsenic. Eating apricot blossoms would definitely cause a rash. Even if the medicine cured her illness, there would still be residue in her body. Why didn't she react at all?
"Greetings, Your Highness!" The Dali Temple's steward, accompanied by a small group of people, quickly saluted Zhou Erlan when they saw him.
Zhou Erlan nodded and helped him up. Seeing how anxious they were, she asked in confusion, "Where are you going, Shao Siwu?"
"Your Highness, there has been a reversal in the case of Lord Li's wife who tortured and murdered her concubine. The maidservant has come to the authorities and reported that she had perjured herself on his behalf. I am rushing to investigate."
"Perjured yourself?"
"Yes, what servant wouldn't protect their master? If the Madam hadn't thought the little maid knew too much and sent someone to kill her, the little maid would never have said anything." The steward sighed, clasped his fists towards Zhou Erlan and said, "Your Highness, I will leave first."
"Go ahead." Zhou Erlan waved her hand, making way for him and telling him to leave quickly.
Did he commit perjury? Tang Mi is the emperor's sister's man, so he will naturally speak on her side.
Whatever the imperial sister wants to do, there are plenty of people at her disposal!
Zhou Erlan seemed to have figured it out, gritted his teeth and walked towards the palace.
Mu Tou followed with a confused look on his face. Why was the prince acting so strange today?
Zhou Erlan found Cheng Zhixuan and saw that he was practicing calligraphy, so he sat down in front of him and said seriously: "Zhixuan, arrange the action according to the plan!"
"Your Highness, have you figured it out?" Cheng Zhixuan's hand holding the pen froze, and he looked up and asked in confusion.
"I'm determined to take back the throne. My plan won't harm my sister in the slightest." Zhou Erlan nodded, a look of determination in her eyes. My sister had sat on the throne for far too long; it was time to return it to her.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. In the next two days, Your Highness, please visit the Prime Minister's Mansion more often and try your best to win over Prime Minister Lu." After Cheng Zhixuan finished speaking, he couldn't contain his excitement anymore and stood up and walked out.
Zhou Erlan sighed after he left. Although he didn't know if this decision was right, it seemed to be the best one at the moment. As long as Zhixuan could win over most of the officials, no one would oppose him becoming emperor.
From now on, let the imperial sister rest in the princess’s mansion!
That night, the bright moonlight shone through the window onto the ground.
Zhou Xuanqing lay on the bed with a frown on his face. His hands, which were exposed outside the quilt, were clenched tightly together, with his knuckles turning white.
"Lan'er...don't...ah!"
Zhou Xuanqing sat up, clutching the quilt and taking a deep breath. Why was it that dream again?
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