"I know Your Highness is in dire straits. Man Yue is willing to lend a helping hand."
Murong Zhi's eyes flashed, and finally...
"You are the princess of Jinyang Kingdom, how can you help me?"
"Your Highness knows that my father has long been seriously ill. My brother's advantage in the court is not obvious, but he simply lacks a powerful helper."
"And Your Highness is the perfect choice. If Your Majesty were to marry me, the dowry alone would be a thousand fine horses and two cities. Wouldn't that help Your Highness regain his high position?"
"This is the best of both worlds. What do you think, Your Highness?"
Jin Manyue's conditions were very tempting, better than he had imagined.
"What about you?" Murong Zhi suddenly looked at Jin Manyue. "If your brother profits, I will also profit. So what will you gain?"
Jin Manyue was slightly stunned.
He actually still cares about her gains and losses.
"My fate is to marry a foreign prince. Rather than wasting the rest of my life marrying someone I don't love, I'd rather marry His Highness. At least..." Jin Manyue paused, "At least, he's someone worthy of me."
"Man Yue said this only to discuss with His Highness, not to threaten His Highness with the favor of saving his life."
As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Zhi's eyes trembled slightly.
"I agree with your proposal."
Jin Manyue breathed a sigh of relief. She was also afraid that Murong Zhi would reject her, so she deliberately mentioned his life-saving grace at the end.
"There's one more thing." Jin Manyue glanced at An Yu behind her. The latter nodded and went out. After a while, he brought in a maid who was tied up.
"What is this?" Murong Zhi was puzzled.
"Your Highness, just listen to her."
An Yu took out the cloth ball that was stuffed in her mouth.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, spare my life!"
"Speak." Murong Zhi said coldly.
"The day before Shen Zhaoxun invited His Highness to dinner, someone asked me to deliver an envelope to Shen Zhaoxun. I was so curious, I opened it and took a look. Inside, there was..."
Murong Zhi clenched his left hand tightly on the table and asked with a dark face, "What is it?"
"It's a letter and a packet of medicine."
Murong Zhi's head buzzed and his breathing stagnated slightly.
She actually designed it!
Why? Why! She was so eager to climb into his bed!
Jin Manyue glanced at Murong Zhi's expression, then waved her hand and asked An Yu to take the person away first.
"Your Highness, we can't keep this maid. If it gets out, it might be bad for... your reputation."
"She has done such a despicable thing, and she still cares about her reputation?" Murong Zhi said gritting his teeth.
In order to protect her, he gave up everything, but in the end he was told that it was all a trap set by her!
"But for now, it is more important to help His Highness regain his position."
"I know."
Murong Zhi calmed down.
Jin Manyue lowered her head to hide the smile on her lips.
Thinking of Shen Jing, a hint of irony instantly appeared on Jin Manyue's face.
She really didn't expect that Chen Jing would actually drug Murong Zhi! If she hadn't been recovering from an illness and was weak at the time, how could she, Jin Manyue, let Chen Jing take the lead so easily and get her hands on the man she had already set her eyes on!
Whenever he thought of this, Jin Manyue's anger burned fiercely, and he wished he could settle the score with Shen Jing immediately.
But reason told her not to be anxious.
It hurts when you cut flesh with a blunt knife.
…
To express his apology, the emperor held a farewell banquet for the envoys from the Kingdom of Jinyang. All officials of the third rank and above were welcome to attend, and they could bring their relatives and children.
Murong Zhi was also released from house arrest. He had not wanted to bring Shen Jing with him, but Jin Manyue persuaded him to do so, otherwise others would take the opportunity to make trouble. So, Shen Jing came along.
She was filled with grievances and almost couldn't hold back when she saw Cheng Xue.
"Mother." He looked at Cheng Xue with tears in his eyes.
"Jing'er, you've suffered." Cheng Xue held Shen Jing's hand, her nose sore, "It's my mother who is useless and can't help you."
When she saw Shen Jing, Cheng Xue had already forgotten all that Shen Jianshan had told her.
"Mom, have you gone to see Second Young Master Qin? He must have a solution!"
“Mom went, but…but Shen Qing disagreed.”
Shen Jing frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Qin Wanming said that if you let Shen Qing marry him, he would help you become the Crown Princess, but Shen Qing disagreed."
What? Qin Wanming actually has a way to help her become the Crown Princess!
Why did he let Shen Qing marry him? Didn't he like her? Why couldn't he help her for free?
And Shen Qing...
"Jing'er, your father won't let me get too close to you now. You must take care of yourself in the East Palace! Mother will find another way to help you!"
"Mom, is Shen Qing here?" Shen Jing's smile was a little forced.
"She didn't."
Chen Qing caught a cold last night, so he was absent.
Shen Jing didn't believe it, she thought she was pretending!
Don't say it, Shen Qing is really pretending!
What a lousy party! She would undoubtedly be asking for trouble if she attended it.
Besides, she had more important things to do than the party.
While the palace banquet was going on, guards from all over the palace were gathered around the banquet hall, on high alert to prevent any accidents. As a result, the guards of the East Palace were relatively weak.
Shen Qing changed into a simpler outfit, the darker the color, the easier it was to hide her figure in the night. She then put on a veil, completely concealing her face. Taking advantage of the thick darkness, she quietly sneaked into the East Palace.
Coming to an empty palace, she took out a small box from her arms, which contained a seeking butterfly.
The last time she severed Rong Qing's tendons, she also implanted a special aphrodisiac in him. This aphrodisiac was so secretive and strange that once it entered his bloodstream, it would linger for a full twenty-one days.
The magic of this incense is that it does not emit any odor that can be detected by humans. Even those with the most sensitive sense of smell find it difficult to sniff it out. However, as long as there is a tracking butterfly, it can find it by relying on the unique scent of the incense.
Chen Qing stretched out his finger to wake up the tracking butterfly, followed it all the way to a small courtyard, and finally saw Rong Qing's figure.
He is practicing left-handed swordplay.
Really hardworking!
Shen Qing sneered, then bent down and picked up a stone. When Rong Qing turned his back to her, she quickly knocked him unconscious.
When he woke up again, he found himself blindfolded and tied to a pillar.
The air around him seemed to be mixed with flying dust, which kept drilling into his mouth and nose.
There seems to be the sound of sharpening a knife and boiling water next to me. Who is there?
"Who are you?"
Shen Qing's eyes lit up and his hand that was sharpening the knife paused. He finally woke up!
"I'm...Scar!"
Rong Qing frowned, the voice was very familiar.
"Scar? Do I have a grudge against you?"
"Have you forgotten so much? The bodies of those in Qingshan Temple are still warm. Rongqing, you have a really bad memory."
He remembered that the leader of the Qingshan Temple bandits was named Scar.
“You are Shen Qing!”
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