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

Chapter 88 Zhizhi goes crazy quietly

Nan Zhiyu first used golden needles to seal the acupoints to protect her heart meridian, and then forced the poison to the tips of her ten fingers.

She turned her head and glanced at Qingdai, then said calmly, "Prepare boiling water, gauze, and strong liquor."

Qingdai went out to prepare. Chai Hui couldn't let her do it herself, so he approached her and said, "I don't know what Yue Zhaoxun wants. Miss Qingdai, just tell me and I'll have someone go and prepare it."

Qing Dai turned her head to look at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was sitting in the upper seat, and whispered what her young master wanted, "Thank you, Eunuch Xiao Chai."

Seeing Qingdai turn around and go in without hesitation, Chai Hui ordered people to go down and prepare quickly. Turning back, he inadvertently discovered that his prince's face was becoming more and more uglier.

It's really hard for him to be a servant. When the gods fight, the little devils suffer!
"Your Highness, if you are worried, let me go in and take a look for you?" Chai Hui approached the prince and asked in a low voice.

Wei Qingye raised his foot and kicked him on the butt, "You bastard, what are you talking about!"

Chai Hui groaned, then moved closer and changed his words, "Since Your Highness dislikes my presence being an eyesore, I will go and take a look at what is going on."

This time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince remained silent, and Chai Hui knew that this was his consent.

In the inner hall, Nan Zhiyu used gold needles to densely insert dozens of silver needles into Nan Mingzhu's body. Finally, she used a knife that had been boiled in boiling water to make a small cut on each of Nan Ming's ten fingers.

Black blood dripped from the wound into the basin, dyeing the clear water black.

The imperial physician who was just watching from the side came forward to help, and took the opportunity to see Nan Zhiyu's acupuncture techniques and acupoints, and exclaimed, "It's amazing!"

Nan Zhiyu paused while squeezing out the blood from her, turned around and glared at him, "Shut up!"

The imperial physician shrank his neck in fear and followed obediently beside him. Even if he realized something, he did not dare to speak, for fear of angering the Crown Prince's beloved child.

Nan Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief only when she saw red blood oozing out of the wound on her fingertips.

"Can you bandage her wound and prescribe some medicine to clear the remaining toxins in her body?"

The doctor blushed at this question and nodded quickly, "It will definitely work, Yue Zhaoxun, don't worry."

Nan Zhiyu seemed to have used up all her strength and was supported by Qingdai to the outer hall.

She pushed Qingdai's hand away and knelt on the ground with her back straight.

Even though her slender body looked shaky, she did not fall down.

"Your Highness, I did not plot to murder Sister Nan." She did not look up, nor did she ignore the group of women around her who were watching the fun. She knelt here only to explain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Her personal maid immediately determined that you were the one who poisoned her. Now she is lying half dead on the bed. Can't you explain it clearly with just one sentence?"

He could protect her for a while, but he could not protect her forever. In the harem, killing and shedding blood were the least terrible things, because rumors and gossips were like gold, and every word was like pearls. They were the most fatal and would not cause bloodshed.

"Humph, when will a murderer admit that he has killed someone? He always cries out that he is innocent." Ye Liangdi's voice was full of sarcasm, and she hoped that the prince would convict her directly and drag her out to behead her.

Concubine Mu came out, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. "Amitabha, Ye Liang Di is too jealous. What she said cannot be trusted at all."

Nan Zhiyu was grateful to Mu Chang at the moment, but she couldn't drag Mu Chang into this. She said firmly, "I didn't kill anyone, so I have a clear conscience."

Jiang Jieyu, who did not stand up to help speak, secretly gave Hongyu a look, and she nodded and turned to leave.

The Crown Princess seemed to be troubled by this matter, and turned to look at the Crown Prince who was sitting upright. "Your Highness, what do you think we should do about this matter?"

Things have been happening one after another in the East Palace during this period. Just when we thought everything was calm for a while, trouble broke out again.

Ever since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entered the side hall of Yi Qiu Palace, his expression has become extremely ugly, and he exudes a cold aura that keeps strangers away.

Nan Zhiyu stood in the hall and did not defend herself anymore. Her bright and clear eyes fell on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

After waiting for a while, Nan Zhiyu didn't hear the Crown Prince say a word for her, and she suddenly felt a little bored.

"I killed the person."

Qianqian's voice reached everyone's ears, and they all looked at the person in front of them with some disbelief.

Is she really crazy? She actually admitted to murder in public!
Nan Zhiyu's pale face slightly raised, her glazed eyes filled with sadness, "Since Your Highness doesn't believe me, then what if you admit that I was the one who poisoned you?"

Since the prince dared to make her sad, she would make him suffer even more than herself.

Since there is a crack in her heart, she might as well make it deeper.

The Crown Princess subconsciously looked to the side. The prince had a cold expression on his face, making it hard to understand what was going on.

But she knew that this matter would not be easily brushed aside. Without solid evidence, His Highness would not believe anything anyone said.

As expected, the prince did not speak. He just put down the teacup in his hand and glanced at everyone in the hall.

Shuanghan found the right moment to break free from Lianyue's restraints, crawled to his knees in front of the palace, and kowtowed, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Yue Zhaoxun couldn't bear to see my young master regain favor, so he poisoned her to kill her."

Nan Zhiyu was really about to laugh at her fabricated words, "Since you said I poisoned your young master, then tell me how I poisoned her?"

Shuanghan, with a tea bowl-sized scar on her face, cried, "Yue Zhaoxun, you stepped on my young mistress to ascend to the throne. Who in the entire Eastern Palace doesn't know about this?

You are just afraid that my young master will want to take revenge on you after regaining favor, so you strike first..."

Shuanghan couldn't stop crying, as if Nan Mingzhu had gone to hell and was no longer there.

Nan Zhiyu pinched her chin, her voice as clear as snow, "You didn't seem to be there last time, so why are you so sure that the fault is mine?"

Shuanghan said aggressively: "Yue Zhaoxun means that you have never wanted to make a move on my young master?"

Before Nan Zhiyu could answer, a hoarse voice came from behind her.

"Why did she want to kill her sister?"

Shuanghan turned around and saw Nan Zhaoxun being helped out by Hongyu, with visible panic on his face, "Young Master..."

Nan Zhaoxun slapped her hard and said sternly, "You traitor! I've been so kind to you, but you dare to poison and murder my master."

Nan Zhaoxun knelt on the ground after she finished speaking, looking at the prince with tearful eyes, "Please Your Highness, please help me. I don't know who instigated this servant to harm me. If it weren't for Sister Yue's rescue, I'm afraid I would have already..."

Nan Zhiyu watched this farce coldly. Up to now, the person behind the scenes had not revealed any clues. He had hidden it so well!
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　　On New Year's Eve, Tangtang sat at the table looking at the computer, listening to the sound of fireworks outside the window, and her little hands clacking at the keyboard ()
　　Okay, okay, time to go to bed, good night everyone, and happy holidays!
　　

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