Jing Xiuming: "Whatever poison you and your uncle gave my parents back then, that's the same poison I fed you."
As soon as Jing Xiuming's voice came out, Mi Chan recognized him.
With Qingyao's help, he stood up, enduring the pain from his injuries, and tried to go over, his voice filled with barely suppressed joy:
“Ah Yuan.”
Jing Xiuming did not respond, but coldly watched Ge Yunshu take out the antidote and swallow it, saying:
"It's no use. I've improved the poison formula. There's no antidote for this poison. The antidote you take will only worsen your suffering."
Ge Yunshu abruptly looked up, glaring at Jing Xiuming with eyes full of furious redness and resentment, gritting her teeth and cursing:
"You two damned bastards, it's all that Fifth Uncle's fault, that hypocritical traitor!"
"If he hadn't insisted that I not kill you back then, you siblings would have died on that rainy night!"
There seemed to be a subtle change in emotion in Jing Xiuming's eyes.
Mi Chan froze, looking at Ge Yunshu: "What do you mean? Did you discover us back then...?"
Ge Yunshu: "Hahahaha—" Ge Yunshu laughed and then spat out a mouthful of black blood, knowing that her life was about to end.
He simply stopped struggling and looked at Mi Chan with pity and resentment in his eyes.
"You didn't think you were hiding well, did you? Especially you, it was ridiculous that you overestimated yourself and chased after us!"
Why do you think you fainted on the roof? Exhausted? That's hilarious! You were drugged by my fifth uncle!
"It's such a pity now that I think about it. If only Uncle Wu hadn't used such a strong drug."
"Go easy, you're not a heavy sleeper. You might roll over and fall off the eaves to your death after we leave... cough, cough cough..."
Ge Yunshu's expression suddenly changed. She clutched her chest and vomited several more mouthfuls of poisonous blood. Black lines slowly appeared on her face and neck.
Blood slowly oozed from his seven orifices. Before collapsing to the ground, he used his last bit of strength to turn around and face Shang Changge, who was still sitting upright.
"Thump—"
With a thud, Ge Yunshu fell heavily to the ground.
Before taking his last breath, his eyes, streaked with blood and tears, stared at Shang Changge, filled with venomous hatred for a vengeful enemy.
My love, I'll never see you again...
But it's alright, during the time they were hiding in the palace, they did do something that could help you...
My love... let's be husband and wife again in our next life...
Father, uncles, I'm useless. I couldn't avenge you, but I've come to join you. Mother, I can finally see you again...
True to her nature, Ge Yunshu never uttered a single word despite the torment of the poison until her death.
The rain outside stopped just then, and today's farce came to an end.
Just as Shang Changge was about to order someone to take Ge Yunshu's body back, he saw Ge Yunshu's body turn into a pool of blood at an extremely fast speed.
...
Shang Changge: ...Alright then.
Indeed, the old emperor couldn't have dared to release Ge Yunshu, who was already dead, to kill her without any prior preparation.
Shang Changge stared at the pool of blood for a long time, still feeling very unwilling.
She had just missed a perfect opportunity to tarnish the old emperor's reputation, and she couldn't have been more upset.
...
She got up and asked someone to check if any of the performers on stage had been affected. Before her people could go, Jing Xiuming spoke first.
Jing Xiuming: "Don't worry, sister, they're not dead, they just fainted."
Ge Yunshu was certainly not that merciful; the deadly attack was only carried out by Jing Xiuming's timely intervention.
Shang Changge nodded and thanked Jing Xiuming.
After expressing her gratitude, she reiterated, "As I said before, I don't need any younger brothers."
One thing at a time, and besides, her own sister was there too.
After finishing his sentence, Shang Changge left, making sure his men cleaned up the blood on the ground before he left, maintaining his usual politeness.
Ge Yunshu's death did not cause much of an impact or commotion.
After all, Ge Yunshu had already died, in the palace, at the hands of Emperor Mingde.
Of course, that's just the surface.
There was still some activity going on behind the scenes, and it originated from the Third Prince's residence.
In the darkness, a beautifully decorated palace in the Third Prince's residence was brightly lit.
This palace was where Ge Yunshu lived during the time she stayed in the Third Prince's residence, and now it is covered with funeral banners, white lanterns and other items.
Inside Ge Yunshu's room, there is a memorial tablet that Shang Rui personally carved for Ge Yunshu.
Shang Rui, dressed in all white tonight, stood alone before Ge Yunshu's memorial tablet, and after a long while, spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Yun Shu, don't worry. Once I ascend to the throne, I will definitely tear my elder sister apart with five horses to avenge you!"
A cold wind blew by.
Chu Yue, who was ordered by Shang Rui not to approach him and was standing not far away, looked at Shang Rui, who was dressed in white, and lowered her head with a sad expression.
if,
If I were to die for Arui someday, would Arui be as sad as he is today?
Is that the only way for her to become a special person in Arui's heart?
Is that the only way for Arui to remember Chu Yue for the rest of his life?
The weather grew colder day by day, and the political situation at court also changed day by day.
With Emperor Mingde's favor, Shang Ye emerged as a dark horse in the struggle for the throne.
In less than a month, he went from an unloved and inconspicuous prince to a prominent figure in the court.
Shang Ruisheng was born in winter.
This day marked the coming-of-age ceremony for Shang Rui.
As siblings, all the princes and princesses were required to attend. After the coming-of-age ceremony, there was a celebratory banquet.
When everyone gets together, you can see who gets along well with whom and who is in a group with whom.
"Third brother, from now on you'll be a true man..." "Yes, yes, third brother, you must..."
"Fourth Brother..." "Fourth Brother is almost twenty..."
Besides Shang Rui, the main character today, the most popular and most well-liked character is Shang Ye.
Let's look at Shang Changge again.
She was still the one ostracized by her siblings, unchanged, but that didn't matter; she remained optimistic.
She sat regally in her seat, the eldest princess, ready to drink alone and get drunk.
"Royal sister, is the wine from the Western Regions really that good? When did you start liking to drink?" It was Shang Xuanzhi, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
I heard that the child has been traveling around several cities near the capital recently.
He would set up a fortune-telling stall wherever he went, charging one coin per divination, and if the prediction was inaccurate, he would not charge.
Shang Changge was very curious; she wondered if Shang Xuanzhi's predictions were accurate and whether he had made any money.
But before that, she had to answer people's questions, and she handed the gold goblet studded with colorful gemstones to her younger brother:
"Want some?"
Shang Xuanzhi shook his head, politely declining.
Under the glow of the luminous pearl, the young man touched his nose, feeling embarrassed to speak, but still honestly said:
"No, no, I can't drink more than three cups without getting drunk, and I'm not a good drinker either."
When he's drunk, he likes to drag people along and tell their fortunes. My mother said that if I dare to get drunk in such a situation, she'll teach me why the flowers are so red.
Shang Changge didn't press the matter and asked curiously, "I heard you've been setting up a fortune-telling stall to make money lately. Come on, tell your elder sister how much you've earned?"
When it comes to fortune telling, Shang Xuanzhi gets all excited, abandoning his shyness and bashfulness, and puffing out his chest, making a loud thumping sound:
"That's a lot of money. I've been telling fortunes for almost ten years and this is the first time I've made so much money."
Shang Changge's interest grew even stronger, and he pressed further, "How much?"
Shang Xuanzhi raised a finger, his youthful face brimming with pride, and spoke with a firm and resounding voice:
"One hundred coins!"
Shang Changge: ...6
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