Chapter 96 Storytelling
An Jiu quickly sorted out the clues in his mind.
She said: "During the autumn hunt, someone tried to assassinate your majesty. Your majesty and I both heard the voice of one of the accomplices, that is, Concubine Mei. The emperor should have sent someone to keep an eye on Concubine Mei. I think he suddenly went to Concubine Mei's palace today to test her, but I didn't expect that he still fell into the trap and accidentally killed Concubine Mei. But Concubine Mei is not innocent..."
An Jiu moved closer and whispered in Doctor Jiang's ear about the fragrance.
Since Imperial Physician Jiang could ask the secret guards to arrest people, it showed that his status was extraordinary. The Emperor must have trusted him very much, which was why he let him out in an emergency.
So, An Jiu told him the secret of fragrance.
"If Concubine Mei is not born with body fragrance, then someone is behind this. The source of this fragrance is very important. The incident happened suddenly, and everyone in Concubine Mei's palace is still under your control. If you interrogate her overnight, you will definitely find some clues."
Doctor Jiang was not as gentle as usual. He stared at An Jiu for a while before saying, "The emperor must appear at the court tomorrow morning."
An Jiu didn’t quite understand. Even if Concubine Mei was dead, there wouldn’t be any need to mobilize such a large force, right?
She saw in TV dramas that the emperor would often drag people out and chop them into pieces.
After all, this is a matter of the harem.
Doctor Jiang saw her confusion and said, "Noble Lady Mei is not a big deal. What's important are the people in the court. The people on the side of the Queen Mother and Prince Ruyang have always been dissatisfied. If they knew that the emperor was crazy..."
An Jiu understood.
Just as Doctor Jiang said, the emperor can be cruel, incompetent, and foolish. Anything is possible because you are the emperor.
But you can't be mentally ill, you can't be a lunatic.
No one would tolerate a madman with mental problems to be emperor.
The Queen Mother and Prince Ruyang's people will definitely make a fuss about this.
Therefore, the emperor must appear tomorrow, and appear in a serious and proper manner.
Doctor Jiang immediately sent people to check on the people in Concubine Mei's palace. He then turned around and asked An Jiu, "How do we get him out?"
He felt a headache when he saw the emperor under the bed, and was also afraid that he would resist fiercely. They knew the emperor's martial arts skills, so it would definitely not be a good result. It might even alarm people outside. In short, it was a very bad idea.
If this palace maid has a solution, Doctor Jiang doesn't mind letting her try.
Just give it a try anyway.
"You go out first." An Jiu said to Doctor Jiang and the others.
Doctor Jiang said, "You know he is in danger. If we leave, if he suddenly hurts someone, no one can save you..."
An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. From her own perspective, she shouldn't care about this matter. What does it have to do with her whether the emperor is good or not?
She was just a little palace maid, a nobody, and even a servant in the eyes of Doctor Jiang.
But……
From this angle, she could just see the tyrant under the bed. Such a big man hiding under the bed, so small, looks so pitiful...
Emotion triumphs over reason.
She tacitly accepted the tyrant as her good friend.
He is her unique dining partner.
Even if I am killed by the tyrant... Never mind, I will die. Anyway, I have nothing to worry about here, and there is nothing to linger on...
Maybe when I close my eyes and open them again, I will return to my home in the afterlife.
Thinking this way, I feel much more at ease.
"I'll try."
Doctor Jiang nodded and took his people out.
The room became quiet.
An Jiu walked over and squatted down.
"Your Majesty, I am Xiaojiu." After saying this, An Jiu leaned over to look at him. The tyrant opened his big beautiful eyes, looking aggrieved like a wet puppy.
An Jiu called him, but he didn't come out. So An Jiu imitated the first time she came and hid under the bed with him.
The space under the bed was small, and the two people were huddled together tightly, with the cold floor beneath them.
Anjiu grabbed his hand.
The tyrant's hands were dry and warm, with thick calluses on his palms.
"Your Majesty, shall I tell you a story?"
The tyrant said nothing.
His mind was blank. At least An Jiu couldn't hear his inner voice.
"There was a scholar named Mr. Dongguo. He loved to read books and was very pedantic. One day, Mr. Dongguo drove a donkey and carried a bag of books to a place called "Zhongshan Kingdom" to seek an official position. Suddenly, a wounded wolf jumped in front of him..."
She felt the tyrant seemed to squeeze her hand nervously.
An Jiu continued: "The wolf begged Mr. Dongguo: I am being chased by a hunter now. The hunter shot me with an arrow and almost killed me. Please hide me in your pocket, and I will repay you in the future..."
This story is not long, and An Jiuwen told it slowly and in a gentle voice.
She went to see the tyrant and found him completely absorbed in the story.
When An Jiu finished speaking, he suddenly said, "Wolves are bad guys..."
An Jiu thought that he was really a child. He was so excited just now, but now he was able to master it with just one story.
She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I remember you killed a lot of wolves last time. You are as good as a hunter. You are so majestic."
The tyrant was very happy that his attention was drawn, and he snorted triumphantly.
An Jiu moved his arms: "I don't feel comfortable here, let's go out."
The tyrant nodded and followed An Jiu out smoothly.
An Jiu looked at Abebei lying on the bed.
"Is this your quilt? Was it this small when you were a child?"
The tyrant nodded, picked up the dirty quilt on the bed and pointed out an embroidery on it to Anjiu.
An Jiu looked at it and asked, "Is it a little tiger?"
The tyrant nodded: "Little tiger, mother said... I am the most powerful little tiger."
What is this...
"Are you born in the Year of the Tiger?"
The tyrant nodded.
He looked at the little tiger and seemed to really like it.
An Jiu yawned.
"Are you sleepy? Let's go to bed. We still have work to do tomorrow."
The tyrant held his Abebe in his arms and said unhappily, "I'm hungry..."
An Jiu said, "Then let's go to the small kitchen to cook. I made dinner for you today, but since you were not here, I ate some by myself and there was some left."
Doctor Jiang looked around the yard. It was desolate and dilapidated, a departure from its former glory.
He had come when my aunt was still a favorite concubine, but he was young at that time and his memory was not very clear. He only remembered that my aunt had a head full of pearls and jade, and there were people serving her when she went out and came in. There was a pretty little boy with a delicate figure beside her. When he looked over, the child also looked at him.
The two were the same age. Although Jiang Sheng was born a few months later than him, he was taller than him at the time. The boy was very dissatisfied and forced Jiang Sheng to call him cousin. Unfortunately, he could not pronounce the word "ge" correctly and always said "de" instead...
Jiang Sheng laughed at him in his heart for a long time...
Then something happened to my aunt, and then something happened to my family, and everything changed...
Jiang Sheng's memories were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. He turned his head to look, only to see the emperor and the brazen and weird palace maid coming out, holding a small and torn quilt in their hands, staring at them warily and dissatisfiedly.
There actually is a way.
Jiang Sheng's gaze fell on An Jiu.
This is amazing.
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