The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 189 Zhizhi finds the key to breaking the deadlock

a few days later

The Crown Prince suddenly fell ill, and the imperial doctors were helpless, and he unfortunately died.

The emperor was so heartbroken that he fainted on the spot, and the court was in chaos.

The ministers knelt in front of the Qianqing Palace and begged the emperor to appoint him as the Crown Prince.

Shen Zhiyu, dressed in white, stood in front of the Qianqing Palace regardless of the rules and stopped the people.

"As a minister of Southern Qin, it is really unbecoming for you to panic like this just because the emperor is ill.

If the real talents and knowledge of the ministers are limited to this, then I, the Concubine, advise you to take off your clothes as soon as possible and go back to your hometown to grow sweet potatoes. This is the most important thing. "

Shen Zhiyu glanced at them with contempt and continued, "You ministers, you seem to be in poor health. You can't lift anything with your shoulders or hands. The world is really going downhill~"

The ministers kneeling on the throne were almost irritated to death by the sharp-tongued Yue Jieyu. Some of them wanted to open their mouths to refute, but who would have thought that Yue Jieyu would pull out a handkerchief from her sleeve and start crying:
"You bunch of old fools, just because my husband is missing and the eldest grandson is..., you want to bully a woman like me. You really have changed your mind~~"

"Woo woo woo...you black-hearted old men, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

The ministers were so angry that their faces turned red. They had long forgotten what they came for and left one by one in anger.

After they had completely left, Yuan De came out of the palace. "Jie Yu Yue has been standing outside for so long. She must be tired. Why don't you go inside and have a cup of tea?"

Shen Zhiyu wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Thank you, Eunuch Yuande."

Only two days after Shen Zhiyu returned from the Qianqing Palace, she became so worried that she fell ill.

I asked the imperial physician to prescribe medicine, but it didn't help.

Qingdai was so upset that she ran to the bamboo forest alone at night and cried secretly.

Fan Meng appeared again, his face full of pride, "Daidai, why are you hiding here crying?"

Qingdai covered her face with a handkerchief and said in a choked voice, "Brother Fan, what medicine did you give me? Didn't you say that the medicine wouldn't harm the emperor's eldest grandson? But, why did it turn out like this?"

Fan Meng pretended to comfort her, "Daidai, it's okay. You're leaving here with me soon anyway."

Qing Dai sobbed, "Brother Fan, who is the noble person you are talking about?
Can he really help us get out of this palace?"

Fan Meng grabbed her shoulders and said excitedly: "Of course, now that the emperor is seriously ill, the prince is dead, and the emperor's eldest grandson died young, Prince Yun Xian is naturally the next emperor in name only.

As long as he asks, wouldn't it be easy for us to leave the palace?"

Qingdai's watery eyes turned cold and sinister in the blink of an eye, "So it was Prince Yun Xian who ordered you to do that~"

Fan Meng realized something was wrong. He stood up suddenly, but before he could lift his feet, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He was caught off guard and was nailed to the bamboo pole.

The hidden knife was held in Qingdai's hand, and she stabbed him cleanly and neatly.

"Besides that, what else did Prince Yun Xian tell you to do?"

Fan Meng grimaced in pain, "Daidai, what do you mean?
I've been so kind to you, and this is how you repay me?"

Qingdai pushed the knife a few inches further with the handle in her hand. Seeing the veins on Fan Meng's forehead bulging with pain, she sneered, "Do you really think I would be fooled by your sweet words?

The rewards given to me by Concubine Jieyu are all gold melon seeds, and I can hardly see any silver nuggets. Do you think I was kicked in the head by a donkey to be worthy of your five taels of silver?"

Fan Meng spat out two mouthfuls of blood foam, "Haha, you look down on me, but I still used you to kill the emperor's eldest grandson? What would happen if your beloved master knew about it?" Before Qingdai could answer,

A sound like the sound of jade shattering rang out: "Of course it's not that good!"

Qingdai turned around and saw Shen Zhiyu, as well as Fuzhu and Lianyue who were holding lanterns beside her, and subconsciously retracted her hand.

"Master, I can handle it myself, why did you come here?"

Shen Zhiyu asked Fuzhu to hold the lamp. She took a look at Fan Meng's appearance and said, "How can such an ugly face be worthy of my Qingdai? Did the person who sent you to do this task have poor eyesight?"

When Fan Meng saw their reactions, he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

How could Lian Yue give him a chance to react? She grabbed the hidden blade on his shoulder, pulled it out, and quickly stabbed it into his other shoulder.

"Tell me everything you know, and I can let you die a quick death. Otherwise, I will send you to the Ministry of Punishment and let you experience what it means to be unable to live or die."

Fu Zhu, who was standing next to Shen Zhiyu holding a lantern, suddenly widened his eyes. He did not expect that Lian Yue and Qing Dai, who looked so weak and fragile beside his master, actually had such kung fu.

Fan Meng laughed loudly, "You don't have to be so proud here. The royal family will soon change its name. This is the inevitable outcome. No one can change it..."

The fruit knife hidden on Qingdai's body slashed his neck, not caring where the blood splashed, "How noisy!"

Lian Yue clenched her fists and said in a serious voice: "Qing Dai, what did you just do?"

Qingdai turned around and saw Lianyue, whose face was half splattered with blood. She said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Sister Lianyue~"

Fan Meng's body was thrown into the pool by Fuzhu and the other two, and the master and his servants returned to Weiyang Palace again.

Shen Zhiyu sat at the desk, relying on the information she had just obtained from Fan Meng, as well as the information she had integrated during this period of time, recorded them on paper, and once again looked for the connection between them.

Fukutake and a few others leaned against the screen, too sleepy to open their eyes.

Shen Zhiyu sniffed the elegant Yuelin fragrance and slowly relaxed herself. She closed her eyes and thought: If Wei Qingye were here and saw the information collected by his men, how would he connect the dots?

The elegant figure of Wei Qingye seemed to really appear in front of her, pointing his slender fingers at the words on the paper and whispering something to her.

Shen Zhiyu's eyes felt a little hot, and she raised her hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his figure.

There was nothing else that the fingertips were grasping except the light and shadow of the candle.

Shen Zhiyu looked carefully and found that there was no Wei Qingye here. It was just an illusion caused by her missing him too much.

She looked at what she had written on the table again, and she guessed the missing link in the middle.

Holding the brush between her white fingertips, she wrote two words on the rice paper: Aristocratic Family.

The reason why King Yun Xian dares to be so fearless is because he has the support of the aristocratic families behind him.

Shen Zhiyu suddenly stood up from the chair, and the loud noise woke up Lian Yue and others.

Qing Dai asked sleepily, "Master, have you thought of anything?"

"The aristocratic families throughout Jingzhou City have been so low-key over the past six months that it's terribly low-key!" Shen Zhiyu frowned slightly, her voice trembling.

How could they be so bold!
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The last explosive point may be written a little scattered, because Zhizhi can only receive limited information in the palace, and it is a bit difficult for her to deduce through clues. When the male protagonist comes back in the next few pictures, everything will be connected together and it will be easier to understand.