Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 482 – Take a look

"The other party is very smart. I believe that Prince Su should take this food for a long time. I don't know how the prime minister or the imperial physician can verify that there is no problem with the dry food and the water in the water bag?"

"Of course it passed the silver needle test. By the way, I just ordered someone to bring in a calf with a weight similar to that of Prince Su. I gave the calf some dry food and water, and I didn't notice any abnormalities!"

"Bring a puppy, the smaller the better!"

"What exactly is it?"

Zhao Qingmei saw that Sikong Que's face was getting more and more serious, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Emerald."

"That's right. Diamond powder?!"

She knows that diamond is a precious ore with extremely rare production. The swordsmith family has always liked to use diamonds to polish cold iron. The extremely hard and almost indestructible cold iron encounters diamonds, and it instantly looks like tofu. Presents a myriad of delicate textures.

"Ah."

At this time, the attendants of the Prince's Mansion had brought in a baby puppy who had just reached the full moon, and Si Kongque mixed the water in the water bag with the remaining dry food, and began to feed the puppy bit by bit.

Zhao Qingmei watched Sikong Que's every move almost with her throat squeezed. She very much hoped that Sikong Que would be wrong this time. If it was really emery, then Zhong Lizhen. She shivered and dared not continue to imagine.

Under Sikong Que's slow feeding, the little milk dog ate up the little soaked dry food in about half an hour.

At this time, everyone in the room was nervously staring at the frisky puppy, not daring to make a sound.

Another half an hour later, the little dog was still running around happily, just when Zhao Qingmei secretly heaved a sigh of relief and confirmed that Sikong Que had indeed guessed wrong, he heard the little milk dog start to howl uncontrollably.

"It's emery!"

Sikong Que's tone was extremely firm, but he saw that the puppy, which was still in high spirits just now, was rolling and crying on the ground in pain, and its seven orifices were gurgling with blood.

"Take it down!!"

Zhong Lizhen leaned against the bed weakly, looking at the dying puppy, as if seeing herself, she screamed shrilly and stomped her feet unceasingly.

"Is there a doctor?"

Zhong Lizhen looked desperately at Zhao Qingmei, only to see Zhao Qingmei lowering her head helplessly, and the desire to survive in her eyes was instantly extinguished.

Sikong Que really couldn't see his wife's depressed and sad appearance, so he told her the cruel truth.

"My lord, if my guess is correct, your blood in the stool should not only be a recent problem, but it should have lasted for many years, right?"

"This emery is ingested in a small amount through your daily diet. I am afraid that the internal organs in your body have already been severely injured. I heard that the prince often has a high fever. Maybe it is because the emery in the body flows to the internal organs along the blood."

"You all go out! This king and Prime Minister Zhao have a private conversation."

Zhong Lizhen finally couldn't help interrupting Sikong Que's statement, yes, what Sikong Que said was the truth, but she thought that she was cautious and calculating, but she still couldn't escape death!
"Fatty. You. I will avenge you, I swear! I will return them thousands of times the pain you have suffered today!"

"Don't kill him!"

When Zhong Lizhen heard that Zhao Qingmei wanted to avenge her, not only was she not happy, but she panicked and begged Zhao Qingmei to let the real culprit go.

"Give me a reason not to kill him!"

Zhao Qing's eyebrows were full of pain, she walked slowly to Zhong Lizhen, and helped her to rest on the soft bed.

"I love him. Is there no reason why I don't blame him?"

"Fat man!!"

Zhao Qingmei hugged Zhong Lizhen's shoulders, and buried her tear-stained face on her chest, crying heartbreakingly.

"I don't have any friends anymore, what should I do?"

"I don't have any friends anymore!! Little fat man! I'm not very popular, and I've only made one sincere friend like you in this life. Don't leave, little fat man, woo woo woo woo"

Zhong Lizhen raised her frail arm, pale dimples appeared on her pale cheeks, she patted Zhao Qingmei's shoulder lightly, but she was choked up and speechless.

"Your husband's guess is right. I have had bloody stools since I was a child, but I thought the consequences were not that serious. If this place is planning to put me to death, apart from Bei Mingchen and Zhongliyao's father and daughter, I I never thought that the third person would hate me so much, they are trying to prevent future troubles, and now Zhong Liyao is the only queen mother who has grown up."

"Light brow!"

Zhong Lizhen pursed her lips, grasping Zhao Qingmei's palm, her tone full of reluctance and sadness.

"I want to entrust an orphan at the end of my life, treat him kindly for me, and don't let others treat him harshly. I have no heirs, so most of the money in the government will be returned to the treasury after my death."

"I'm really afraid of what will come. I'm afraid of leaving earlier than him. I'm afraid that he will live on the street without enough food and clothing. So I have quietly left a legacy long ago, and it will be stored in the bank you opened under his name."

"He was born in slavery since he was a child, and his temperament is gentle, but those relatives in the family are not good. You must not give him all the money in one go. I am afraid that his relatives will cheat him of the money he spent the rest of his life. , without my extremely clever wife protecting him, what would he do?"

"it is good"

Zhao Qingmei complied with his instructions sullenly, and felt that Zhong Lizhen started to cough violently again, she hurriedly raised her head, and she couldn't bear to turn her face away, not daring to look at her distorted expression of pain.

"I. If you have a chance, you can sit on the dragon chair by yourself. Zhong Liyao will never let you go. Why don't you replace me!"

"If... If you become the emperor, please remember to chase after me as an emperor! I'm sorry, I promised to protect you for the rest of my life and let you walk sideways in Fanjing City. I didn't expect that I would die in Fanjing City first."

"it is good!"

"If I become the emperor, I will sacrifice Zhong Liyao and Bei Mingchen to avenge you!"

"And your mother's dragon chair. If I were emperor in his year, I would definitely burn that dragon chair to you. At that time, you can sit upright or lie down!"

Feeling the gradually limp body of Zhong Lizhen in her arms, Zhao Qingmei's eyes were filled with tears, and her breathing gradually became weaker until she completely lost her vitality.

"Ah! Fatty!!"

The extreme grief finally completely crushed Zhao Qingmei's emotions. Sikong Que, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, couldn't care less, knocked open the half-hidden door, and flew to Zhao Qingmei's side.

"I have no friends! What to do! I have no friends!"

"Don't cry, you still have me, and our child."

Sikong Que took her into his arms distressedly, and carefully wiped away her tears, and Prince Su, who had rushed over after hearing the news, rushed to Zhong Lizhen's body crying.

Just when he was about to touch Zhonglizhen's sleeve with one hand, he saw Zhao Qingmei raise his foot and kicked him hard on the knee. Prince Su's husband, Tao Shi, cried out in surprise, knelt down on his knees, and prostrated himself. In front of Zhonglizhen's body.

(End of this chapter)