97. Chapter Ninety-six: The Sixth Princess' Poisonous Scheme
Chapter 96: The Sixth Princess’s Poisonous Plot
Chapter 96: The Sixth Princess’s Poisonous Plot
【Sixth Princess Mansion】
"What, you said that the guard Zi Yingluo didn't set out to find Gong Ziyu?" Zi Yingqing looked at the guards in front of her in disbelief, with a look of shock on her face. Then her deployment was not in vain. How could it be, how could it be possible?
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She fell down on the chair in despair. Those guards were all carefully selected by her. In order to prevent them from leaking the secret, she gave them poison. They would die after five days. By that time, Zi Yingluo had already
Killed, Gong Ziyu has also grabbed it, it is worth killing a group of guards, but now...
She never expected that Zi Yingluo would dare to resist the decree, but the Queen Mother would turn a blind eye.
"Bang -" Zi Yingqing waved away the tea cup on the table, with a fierce look in her eyes, "Go, give them the antidote." Although it is an antidote, the medicine can only relieve the attack of toxicity.
There is no cure, it can only last for five more days at most, and you will still die after five days.
Now, no matter what method she uses, she will let Zi Yingluo get out. As long as she gets out, she is afraid that she will not find a chance to kill her. She must let Zi Yingluo die without a burial place within five days.
That supreme position could only belong to her Zi Yingqing.
"Yes." The guard glanced at Zi Yingqing timidly, struggled for a while and said, "Princess, our people saw the Eighth Princess frequently coming in and out of the Paradise Palace."
"Bliss House?" Zi Yingqing was silent for a while, and a light flashed in her eyes. If the world saw Zi Yingluo's voluptuous side, I don't know what it would be like.
Thinking of this, Zi Yingqing burst out laughing, as if she was already the overlord of the Snow Wings.
The next day, night falls.
Zi Yingluo held the pen in her hand and stared at the book in a daze, but she didn't read a single word. What filled her heart was Yu Jing's scarred body and his face stained with tears.
"Alas~" I put down the pen in my hand and sighed leisurely. I felt sorry for him not because I had feelings for him, but because I sympathized with him. Such a jade-like man had such a tragic life experience and ended up in a brothel since he was a child.
And knowing how miserable his life was, if he was willing, she was willing to give him a place to settle down and protect him well under her wings.
After making up her mind, Zi Yingluo stood up gracefully. No matter what, she should give him a chance.
After Zi Yingluo left, a slender figure appeared at the door. It was Wu Huan. He was wearing a purple gown, with his hair hanging casually. Looking at the direction in which the person was leaving, his handsome eyebrows were furrowed.
Thoughtfully, he then took a step forward and quietly disappeared into the night.
Walking into the Bliss Room, the old bustard approached him enthusiastically, but was stopped by Zi Yingluo's look and stood there blankly.
"Look into my eyes." Zi Yingluo's deep eyes stared at the Madam Dad without blinking. When Zi Yingluo's eyes touched, the Madam Dad's eyes immediately became hollow and he nodded blankly.
"Where is Yu Jing?" She didn't want to use telepathy because it would make her extremely tired. However, she was mysophobic and really didn't like the smell of this man. She didn't even want to do it with Zhou Xuan.
The old madam was as dull as ever, pointing blankly at the private room on the second floor. Zi Yingluo glanced at the second floor thoughtfully, a little puzzled. Yu Jing was with him in the brothel, but he was selling his art but not his body, so he was eating
The clothing is very inferior to others, and now I live in a private room. Could it be...
With his eyes raised, the old bustard felt like an electric shock was all over his body. He raised his head in confusion, and Zi Yingluo's figure had long disappeared from beside him.
"It's really weird. You can still fall asleep even if you are fine." The old bustard beat his head, with a puzzled look on his face, "I thought I saw the eighth princess just now." Looking around, he didn't see Zi Yingluo, so the old bustard sighed.