The Regent's Koi Princess

Imperial Capital

Asakazonomiya

Jiang Che sat at the desk with his back straight, occasionally lowering his head and frowning.

Sometimes his deep gaze penetrated the candlelight and fell on the thick pile of memorials.

Outside the window, the night is as dark as ink, with the occasional cries of night birds breaking the silence and adding a sense of uneasiness.

In the study, the candlelight flickered, stretching his shadow long and casting it on the mottled wall, as if even the shadow was telling of his heavy thoughts.

His brows were furrowed, with a barely perceptible worry hanging on the corners of his mouth. Every time he turned a page of the memorial, it seemed as if a layer of gloom was added to his heart.

The memorials contained urgent reports from the frontiers, about the foreign races preparing to make a move, or about the sufferings of the people and the displacement of the people. These words, like cold swords, pierced his heart that was concerned about the country and the people.

The capital city seemed calm on the surface these days, but Jiang Che understood that underneath this seemingly peaceful exterior, various forces had long been unable to hold back and were ready to make some moves.

There has been no news from Nan Jing yet, let alone from his little princess.

When it left his sight, it flew away without a trace like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring.

After so many days gone, he lived in fear every day.

I was afraid that she would be hungry and tired, and I was also afraid that she would be too careless and fall into the trap of those bad guys.

Sometimes he felt that he was not looking for a princess, he was just raising a toothless baby with a bottle in his mouth.

He really couldn't understand how those men who had three wives and four concubines lived.

He only has this one child, and she has almost driven him to the point of depression.

Hey!

The man sighed, put down the memorial in his hand, leaned lazily back in his chair, and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.

His little king...

Before he could vent all the anger that was pent up in his heart.

There was a loud "bang" and the study door was pushed open from the outside. The man raised his eyelids with a gloomy expression and looked towards the door.

He saw his naive little guard Chen Zheng walking in with big strides.

"My Lord, my Princess, well, ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Zheng choked on his own saliva.

Jiang Che was so angry that he almost laughed.

These one or two things are becoming more and more abnormal.

Jiang Che glanced at Chen Zheng unexpectedly, but he was still sitting there calmly and motionless.

It’s not that he doesn’t worry about his unique little princess, but that he has become numb.

As long as there is news coming out, it proves that the little thing is alive and well.

You are always worried and anxious, but who knows who is living a happy life.

Chen Zheng...

Huh?

When did his prince acquire such a great skill of being invulnerable to swords and knives?

Jiang Che glanced at his stupid guard and nodded with his chin: "When you have enough breath, continue talking."

Chen Zheng...

How can the subordinates survive without breathing? He complained silently in his heart but didn't dare to say anything openly.

“I just received news from Shadow that the princess and her companions went to the Haicang Sect and became brothers and sisters with their Sect Master Ling Xiao.

In addition, Ling Xiao also agreed to accompany the princess to attack Zhao Shizong. "

Ah!

As soon as Chen Zheng finished speaking, Jiang Che's dark and handsome face suddenly showed joy.

His little princess!

It always brings him different...excitement.

If he caught her at this moment, he would have to give her a severe beating, preferably one that would keep her from getting out of bed, to see if she would still behave herself.

……

Zuo Yushifu

Outside the study door, Fang Cheng stood straight like a door god.

At this moment, he put away his usual nonchalant attitude, holding a long sword in his hand, and looked around with a vigilant look on his face.

His master was a little abnormal today. He didn't even let him wait in the study, and even told him that even if his wife came to look for him, he would have to wait.

Two hours have passed and the study is very quiet. He doesn't know why his master locked him in there. Is it because Yue Niang ran away?

Has his master tasted the sweetness of Yue Niang?

It’s not like his master hasn’t found beautiful women in the past, so it shouldn’t be that serious!

He didn't even know how many beauties he had sent to his master's bed.

There's no need to be sad just for a mere one-month-old girl!

Can't figure it out!

……

In the study

Zhao Zhoucheng leaned lazily on the armchair, looking at Rong Qi who was dressed in black opposite him.

"Zong'er sent Deputy Hall Master Rong here to tell me that he is ready?"

Rong Qi looked up at Zhao Zhoucheng and whispered, "Yes, the general has decided to launch an army to besiege the imperial city in a month.

The general asked me to come here because there is another thing that needs to be done by you. "

After Rong Qi finished speaking, he took out a finely crafted small black porcelain bottle from his arms, placed it on the desk, and pushed it in front of Zhao Zhoucheng.

Zhao Zhoucheng looked down at the black porcelain bottle, and his heart was instantly filled with shock and fear.

Although Rong Qi hadn't told him what it was, he already had a guess in his mind.

In order to confirm, he couldn't help but ask: "This is..."

Rong Qi's eyes were like a sharp blade in the cold night, piercing straight into Zhao Zhoucheng's heart.

He lowered his voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with an unquestionable fierceness: "My lord, this is 'Bone Erosion Powder', a colorless and tasteless drug that can make people addicted without knowing it, and eventually corrode their internal organs until they run out of energy and die.

The general's intention is that you should try to incorporate this substance into the little emperor's diet, so that he will die silently.

Only in this way can we ensure that our major events are foolproof and the succession of the throne is a natural outcome.

This drug is extremely toxic, and it only takes two days of exposure to be toxic."

This……

Zhao Zhoucheng looked at Rong Qi and felt extremely panicked.

No matter which one he committed, whether it was raising an army to rebel or poisoning the young emperor, once the matter was exposed, he would inevitably die. Even his entire clan would be implicated.

Can……

It seemed like he had already embarked on this path of no return.

He whispered: "The palace is heavily guarded. How easy is it to poison the little emperor?"

Rong Qi looked at Zhao Zhoucheng and laughed sinisterly: "Didn't you send the person to the little emperor?

Just let the maidservant do it, but before she does it, my Lord, please feed her some poison to control her.

The poison of the little emperor is chronic, so give that servant some poison with a stronger temper.

By then, even if something goes wrong and is discovered, you can stay out of it."

Zhao Zhoucheng's fingers trembled slightly when he heard this. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the cold porcelain bottle with his fingertips, as if he could feel the breath of death contained in it.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with determination.

He knew very well that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.

Since Zong'er has made the decision, he must do his best to do it.

After thinking this through, Zhao Zhoucheng looked at Rong Qi again and smiled evilly: "Tell Zong'er that I will definitely live up to your trust."