343 Chapter 343: A scholar who is full of five poisons 8
Chu Ji stepped on the ground with his bare feet in his underwear, his other hand firmly pressed Chu Heng's erratic hands and feet, and said fiercely and lowly, "Don't move!"
Chu Heng's eyes moved in panic, and his brain was obviously a little unable to react.
Why does Emperor Chu Ji's brother lie on the same bed with his concubine sister?
Didn’t the Queen Mother say that only she could lie on the same bed with them?
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Qiao Jinhuan looked very calm. He slowly put on his clothes and stretched out of bed, "Erlang, what should I do?"
Chu Ji's eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent, "We can't let him get out alive."
The matter between him and Qiao Jinhuan was deviant and not tolerated by etiquette. Once word got out, even if they were in high positions, they would find it very difficult.
If you are a mature person, there are ways to deal with threats or inducements.
But Chu Heng is a fool.
He has no idea how serious this matter is, and he won't keep his mouth shut. He might let it out one day while chatting with others.
Only if he dies will he shut up forever!
Chu Ji's hands quickly grabbed Chu Heng's neck.
Feeling the pain and suffocation, Chu Heng began to struggle violently, crying while struggling, "Oh, mother, you are bullying me...I want to tell, mother..."
"We are sending you to meet your mother right now."
Qiao Jinhuan curled her lips slightly and reached out to touch his ignorant eyes, "Be good, don't move, otherwise your mother will not see you."
Yes, yes?
But why does it feel so uncomfortable to see your mother?
Chu Heng blinked in the darkness and gradually gave up struggling.
"Click~"
Chu Ji simply strangled his neck. Chu Heng tilted his head and lost his life.
He let go of his hand, and Chu Heng suddenly fell to the ground, his whole face turned red due to congestion, and his eyes were wide open.
Chu Ji was used to seeing all kinds of dead people on the battlefield and was indifferent to this scene. He just turned around and blocked Qiao Jinhuan's eyes, "Don't look, it's not good to see dead people while pregnant with a child."
Chu Ji would not feel any guilt because he killed Chu Heng with his own hands.
Why did he go to the battlefield and experience life and death before he was ten years old?
Why was he tortured and persecuted at a young age?
Isn't it all because of Chu Heng and his mother?
So when Chu Ji killed, he felt very happy.
What's more, the child in Qiao Jinhuan's belly will take over, and it will be a matter of time before Chu Heng dies. The sooner he dies, the less he will suffer.
"What's the best way to dispose of this body?"
Qiao Jinhuan held Chu Ji's hand, took out the handkerchief and wiped it lightly, while continuing, "In order to clear up your relationship, we must first find a scapegoat."
"Do you have any ideas?"
"And you?"
Qiao Jinhuan asked back, looking at him calmly.
The next second, the two of them said in unison, "Prime Minister Qiao!"
yes.
Isn't that the best scapegoat?
Qiao Jinhuan curled her lips, hugged his neck and kissed him.
"I had a falling out with Prime Minister Qiao. Prime Minister Qiao wanted to protect himself and control the emperor, so he sent assassins to assassinate me. Unexpectedly, he accidentally killed the emperor. He should be punished for the crime of regicide."
"Perhaps Prime Minister Qiao was so ambitious that he planned to rebel and usurp the throne, so he secretly mobilized a large army and later sent people to assassinate the emperor. The nine tribes should be punished for his crime."
"Which one do you think is better?"
Chu Ji thought for a moment and said, "The first one."
For the second reason, there are too many people involved.
"The marks on his neck..."
Qiao Jinhuan lowered his eyes and saw that there were obvious red pinch marks on Chu Heng's neck.
Too.
He was strangled to death, but it didn't look like he was assassinated.
Chu Ji narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Then Prime Minister Qiao intends to usurp power and seize the throne. He will set fire to the palace tonight and prepare to kill the emperor and the fetus in his concubine's belly."
"This is good."
The two murmured and discussed for a while, then Chu Ji waved his hand and lit the entire palace on fire.
He carefully escorted Qiao Jinhuan to the courtyard, repeatedly warned her not to take risks into the sea of fire, and then left quietly.
"Empress?"
Taohong held Qiao Jinhuan with one hand, frowned and asked in a low voice.
Seeing that Chu Heng didn't come out, she roughly guessed that the other person was dead inside.
"It's just a show."
Qiao Jinhuan also whispered.
Taohong quickly understood what she meant. After hearing this, she glanced at Qiao Jinhuan, then hurriedly changed her clothes and walked into the sea of fire.
Not long after, she came out looking embarrassed, put her clothes on Qiao Jinhuan, and wiped some dust on her face.
"My Taohong is really thoughtful."
Qiao Jinhuan touched her face and frowned slightly when she looked at her arm that was burned by the fire, "I'll have to ask the doctor to take a good look at it later. It won't look good if there are scars on my body."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Taohong covered her lips and smiled, then hid outside while protecting Qiao Jinhuan.
A few people just watched in the open space, allowing the fire to spread.
Seeing that the fire in the palace was getting bigger and bigger, burning three palaces in succession, everyone in the palace was alarmed. Qing Yi and others who were still looking for Chu Heng were naturally attracted.
"Quick, put out the fire!"
Qiao Jinhuan covered her face and coughed lightly, as if she was choked by thick smoke. Her face was streaked with gray and white, and her clothes were burned to tatters.
It really looked like he had escaped from the sea of fire.
Qing Yi didn't suspect anything at that time, but just asked, "Your Majesty, why did the fire suddenly break out in your palace?"
Qiao Jinhuan held her stomach with one hand and complained about the pain, while pretending to be anxious and said, "Quick, put out the fire quickly, the emperor is still inside!"
What!!!
Such a big fire?
The emperor has not escaped yet. Is he still alive?
Thinking of this, Qing Yi's face instantly turned pale, and his whole body was shaking, "Someone, come quickly, put out the fire!!!"
Groups of palace officials carried water and poured it on, but the flames still filled the sky and showed no signs of weakening at all.
At the same time, Chu Ji, who had left the palace, immediately found one of his staff and asked him to imitate Prime Minister Qiao's handwriting and write several letters.
The general meaning of his letter was that he conspired with certain people to burn down the palace and directly usurp the throne.
The staff member frowned while writing the letter, "Your Majesty, I know that you are eager to get rid of Prime Minister Qiao, but isn't the method of framing him too obvious?"
"The emperor is dead, and I need Prime Minister Qiao to take the blame for me."
ah!
The staff member's eyes widened, his hand shook, and the pen tip left a long ink mark on the paper.
He quickly changed the paper and picked up the pen again to write. While writing, he said, "Your Majesty, since the Emperor is dead and you are about to get rid of Prime Minister Qiao, why not just ascend the throne directly."
"There is no need to mention this matter again."
Chu Ji refused.
The staff sighed after hearing this, "My lord, my subordinates know that you are worried about the imperial concubine. But have you ever thought about it. The imperial concubine first killed the queen mother, and then eliminated the emperor and Prime Minister Qiao. It is obvious that you are cold-hearted. You..."