The maidservant is too charming. I want to help her become the queen.

Chapter 115 Patricide?



Chapter 115 Patricide?

Outside the tent, the sky was getting slightly dark.

The fiery pink sunset glowed with thick clouds piled up in the sky. The end of the clouds seemed to be inlaid with a thick black edge. The night was about to climb up and swallow up the day.

Li Xuansheng walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky.

This scene of mixed makeup reminded him of the day when the ninth prince competed for the throne.

The sunset that day was as sad and beautiful as today, and it was breathtaking.

He looked up at the sky and stood there for a long time.

Eunuch He Qing was waiting on the side, secretly raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xuansheng's expressionless handsome face.

He has served Li Xuansheng for many years, but still cannot figure out his thoughts.

The Holy Will is hard to predict. The Holy Will is unpredictable.

However, standing outside like this all the time was not a solution. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked:

"Your Majesty, it is getting late. You should have dinner with Noble Lady Ming in the imperial tent tonight."

"No." Li Xuansheng blurted out.

This made He Qing stunned for a moment.

For several days, Li Xuansheng had been staying in the imperial tent, eating and living with Concubine Ming. Why did he change his temper today?

"Then, Your Majesty means..."

Before He Qing could finish his words, Li Xuansheng took big strides and walked towards the concubines' tents.

"I'm going to see Concubine Shu."

He Qing trotted after Li Xuansheng, thinking:

This matter was indeed because he, as a servant, did not fully understand his master's intentions. After the fire in the valley, the Concubine Shu disappeared and only returned to the tent today.

It is only natural for the emperor to go and comfort them.

At this time, in Concubine Shu's tent.

Concubine Shu was whispering with Furong.

Furong looked anxious and grabbed Concubine Shu's wrist.

"My lady, you must not do this. Think twice!"

It turned out that the two of them were taken out of the thatched hut by the black assassin and sent to the vicinity of the tent, and then the assassin left.

When Concubine Shu arrived at the tent, she concealed the matter by saying that she had gotten lost in a panic after the fire.

As for how the two of them found the way to the tent, Concubine Shu only explained to outsiders that her sincerity moved the gods, and she found the place under the guidance of the gods.

Along the way, Concubine Shu held the packet of Losing Soul Powder tightly in her arms, as if she was holding a time bomb.

She pretended to be friendly with the assassin and pretended to agree with her father to poison Li Xuansheng.

At the same time, she was secretly planning in her heart. She was unwilling to follow her father in doing such a foolish thing of treason. She planned to use this packet of poison to kill Lu Qingqing to relieve the hatred in her heart!

However, Furong did not agree with Concubine Shu's plan.

"My lady, I know how much you hate Concubine Ming, but if we want to poison her now, it is not the best time."

"If Lord Zhao's conspiracy to rebel is not exposed by chance, it would be fine. If it is exposed, and you are implicated, I am afraid you will not be able to save your life. Even if you kill Noble Ming, what will happen?"

Shufei held the square paper bag in her hand. Because of her nervousness, beads of sweat appeared on her palms, making the straw paper wrapped with the Losing Soul Powder a little damp.

She knew that Furong was right, but she couldn't bear it and wanted to argue immediately.

"Fleur, what do you mean by that?"

"Since this packet of poison cannot be used on Lu Qingqing, what's the point of me holding it!"

After saying that, she crumpled the paper bag in her hand into a ball and threw it heavily to the ground in a huff.

This action scared Furong so much that she quickly looked around. After making sure that there was no one around, she quickly picked up the paper bag from the ground.

"My lady, we can't just throw this away. If someone finds out that we are carrying poison, how can we explain it?"

Concubine Shu became impatient.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. What do you think we should do?"

Furong put the paper bag in her bosom and whispered in Concubine Shu's ear:

"My lady, I have an offensive thought, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Concubine Shu glanced at Furong and felt unhappy.

Although Furong grew up with her, Shufei has been outspoken and reckless since she was a child. She hates Furong's hesitation the most.

"Don't dilly-dally, just say what you want to say!"

Furong seemed to have made up her mind and knelt down at Concubine Shu's feet.

"Your Majesty, you can use this packet of Losing Soul Powder as evidence to expose Lord Zhao's conspiracy to treason to the Emperor!"

As soon as Furong finished speaking, Concubine Shu kicked Furong hard in the ribs.

"How dare you! What's the difference between what you're doing and asking me to kill my father?!"

Furong was kicked to the side by Concubine Shu, but she didn't care about the pain. She knelt down quickly and crawled to Concubine Shu's feet.

She grabbed Concubine Shu's embroidered shoes and burst into tears instantly.

"My Lady, My Lady, I am really worried about your safety!"

"If you run away, the emperor will inevitably become suspicious of you, and your future favor will inevitably be in jeopardy!"

"I'm going to say something disrespectful. Lord Zhao plotted a rebellion behind your back and asked you to poison the emperor. He doesn't treat you as his daughter at all, Madam!"

Furong knelt on the ground and cried.

When Concubine Shu saw her heartbroken expression, her heart suddenly shook, as if something deep in her heart was broken, and a piercing tinnitus echoed in her head.

She paused for a moment, and before she knew it two lines of tears were streaming down her delicate cheeks.

Yes!

The emperor's favor had almost disappeared, and he no longer doted on her as he did in the past.

Her father did such a treasonous thing and even dragged her into it. In his heart, was she a daughter? Or a chess piece?

If Furong hadn't reminded her, she would never have realized these things!

Concubine Shu didn't dare to think about it any further.

She raised her arms and covered her head tightly with both hands, her slender fingers inserted into her hair. She kept shaking her head, as if only in this way could she stop the pain in her mind.

Furong knelt on the ground, looking at her mother's extremely painful appearance, and her heart was also filled with heart-wrenching pain.

She wiped the tears from her face with her hands, took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, and helped Concubine Shu wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"My queen, don't be sad, we still have a chance!"

"As long as you seize this opportunity, the emperor will definitely restore his old favor to you!"

Before Concubine Shu recovered from her pain, she heard the report from Eunuch He Qing outside the tent.

"The Emperor has arrived——"

Although she was heartbroken, Concubine Shu could not care less as Li Xuansheng was coming. She quickly took the handkerchief from Furong's hand, wiped away the remaining tears, forced a smile on her face, and bowed respectfully.

"I, my concubine, see you, Your Majesty."


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