Chapter 39 Premeditated Poison

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date="2020-12-12"

title="Chapter 39 Premeditated Poison "

weight="109659"

series = ["Blood-Sucking Empress"]

mode = "manual"

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The envoys of Sang Kingdom were almost taken out of the palace by the guards in the palace. After going up to the hall, after making a chilling declaration from Qian He Liyou, they looked coldly as if they were looking at a dead person. They didn't order them to be taken out of the palace and sent to the embassy until they watched them collapse to the ground.

Above the court, a suffocating silence was followed by a series of heart-pounding arrangements, from the army to the people’s livelihood, from propaganda to strategy, from national honor and disgrace to national prosperity. A word is left to everyone's infinite imagination. The entire royal family is operating like a war machine. Everyone is busy, preparing and waiting...

"The emperor, they are moving."

"Let's talk." Secretly disappeared for a while, she guessed that some news had arrived. Secretly was still the person in charge of the Anbu, and he was still responsible for the report.

"They bought the people arranged by their subordinates, went to the palace secretly to meet Sang Zixin, and gave Sang Zixin a packet of poison, intending to poison you, and in addition, they also intend to steal the military distribution map." When it came to the word "poison", a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. Anyone who wanted to murder the emperor should die!

"What's Sang Zixin's reaction?" She was not surprised that the other party wanted her own life. What she cares more about is Sang Zixin's reaction. The poor child hopes not to do anything to make herself more pitiful, otherwise she won't Pity him, everyone's destiny is in his own hands, not destined by heaven.

"At first he was silent and did not accept, and then he refused, but the other party was very angry at his refusal. It seemed that he had prepared some kind of medicine long ago to control Sang Zixin, and he was forced to feed him poison for seven days. He said that he was given seven days. If he didn’t do it, he would be poisoned to death. The person monitored by the Anbu told his subordinates that Sang Zixin’s reaction was a bit strange at the time. It was panic at first, and then it was abnormally silent, with nothing. Said that, letting the two men threaten and lure them, they were finally slapped twice. Sang Ziling threatened a few more and left. They should think that Sang Zixin had agreed. After all, everyone was afraid of death..."

Secretly did not want to look down on human nature, but he has seen too much filth, living in this world, there are really too many compelling things, facing the threat of death, how many people will not compromise? There are too many people in this world who are afraid of death...

"Many people are afraid of death, but they don't necessarily betray themselves for the sake of alive. They secretly reply and continue to send people to monitor them. I want to see how big waves these two or three small fish can make."

"Yes!" Even if the emperor did not order, he would not let these people go. He absolutely did not allow anyone to harm the emperor... I still remember that on the day of the rebellion, he was not near the Imperial City because he had a mission. He heard that there was a rebellion. If something big happened, I really wanted to apologize with death. He is the head of the Anbu. Since this kind of news has not been found out, what is the meaning of his being alive? He thought at the time that if the emperor had a case, even if he was injured, he would To apologize for death, you will never survive, but the sky has eyes, the emperor is not only okay, but also shows amazing martial arts and ingenuity. Not only is it easy to counter the rebellion, but it also allows the world to recognize their emperor again, and he is also thorough. I checked about the rebellion, first because it was too sudden, and second because the spy in Situ Changqin had been identified a long time ago and was killed before the rebellion, so he did not receive the news, and the other spies noticed When there is a change, he is not in the Imperial City and cannot be notified in time...

When he rushed back later, he had only time to do some aftermath work, and after he had dealt with everything, he knelt before the emperor and asked for punishment, but the emperor only asked him to reorganize the communication system of the Anbu, and there was no punishment, which made him moved. , Guilt again...

Qianhe Liyou waved his hand to indicate that Anhui could go down. He nodded and disappeared for a while to order things before quietly returning to the Imperial Study Room to protect the emperor. Soon after he came back, Sang Zixin also returned. After changing his clothes, his face was a little gloomy, but there was nothing strange.

"Where did you go?" Qian Heli Youzhang asked casually. He has been serving him personally these days. Although he knew what he was doing, he still wanted to tease him.

"Minion, the minion accidentally fell down just now. He went to bathe and change clothes. It took some time. Please be punished by the emperor."

Hearing Sang Zixin’s answer, Qianhe Liyou raised his eyebrows and stopped asking, but Sang Zixin quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the emperor didn’t mean to ask any more questions... of course he was lying. , And this is not his original intention, but this is the only way he thinks of now, anyway, just stick to it for a few days...

As if thinking of something, Sang Zixin's eyes were filled with sadness.

Throughout the afternoon, Qianhe Liyou was watching some memorials, most of which were related to Sang Kingdom, and the rest were related to political affairs in various places. For example, the southern part was severely flooded, many victims were displaced, the northern part was rampant, and many businessmen were arrested. Being robbed, there are pirates in the southeast, fishermen and businessmen are suffering from them, etc. Qianhe Liyou memorials are given a batch of notes, looking for suitable people in the court to deal with these problems.

"The emperor..." Feng Ying walked in with a bowl of something that he didn't know what it was.

Qianhe Liyou raised his head and looked at Feng Ying with questioning eyes, indicating that she could speak.

"The queen sent someone a bowl of ginseng soup. The queen made it by herself. She said it was for the emperor not to work too hard and take a break."

"Let it go." She has always felt sorry for this. Zombies are bloodthirsty but few people are greedy. They have no appetite for general food. And 99% of the men here can cook, yes. What a pity for her.

In fact, Feng Ying is also a little confused about this. The emperor’s appetite seems to be very small. Sometimes it’s not her reminder, and he doesn’t remember anything to eat at all. Sometimes even a cup of tea a day is eaten. It seemed that she didn't need to eat at all. At first, she thought it was because the emperor had a bad appetite. Later, she was more worried that the emperor's body could not bear it. Until now, she saw that there was nothing wrong with the emperor's body, and she was relieved.

Feng Ying retreated, and Qianhe Liyou and Sang Zixin were left in the room again.

"Come here." Seeing Sang Zixin standing aside, with envy in his eyes, Qianhe Liyou suddenly felt funny, because she felt that she would know what this man was envious of...

"The emperor, what is your order?" Sang Zixin approached obediently.

"Soup, take it and drink it." She doesn't like it anyway, it is not a waste to give it to him, and seeing his small and pitiful appearance, he needs more supplements.

"Ah... this, this is the Queen's mind, the slave dare not drink it." Sang Zixin shook his head abruptly, how can he drink the Queen's soup, that is the Queen's mind...

"Do you want to resist the decree?" She found this sentence especially useful, no matter who it was for.

"..." This time Sang Zixin really couldn't say anything to refuse. The word anti-decree was very serious!

Sang Zixin tremblingly picked up the bowl of soup, and took a sip carefully. It was delicious. He had never had such a delicious soup before. He couldn't help but looked at the emperor again, just to meet the emperor’s eyes and heart. The next surprise, almost knocked over the bowl.

"Emperor, Emperor, the soup is delicious, it should not be poisonous..." Sang Zixin said stupidly.

"Poison? Do you think I asked you to test the poison?" Kindly was treated as a donkey liver and lungs, Qianhe Liyou understood what this sentence meant.

"Isn't it?" Sang Zixin continued to ask silly, why would the emperor give himself the soup made by the queen if he wasn't testing the poison?

"You..." Not only a little poor, but also a little fool! Qianhe Liyou stopped what she was about to blurt out, but there was a bit of irritation in her eyes, "Poor, you drank all the soup, is this poisonous? It will be drunk in a short while. If you are still alive in a few days, treat it as non-toxic."

I can’t let Luo Weiqing hear these words, otherwise he might be sad again, but thinking of the people like Sang Ziling poisoning this little poor, she really wanted to see how little poor would react... Will he? Do you really poison yourself? Qianhe Liyou is a little curious...

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