Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Mu Nanqi's eyes were filled with coldness. "I'll give him a chance to sever the last vestiges of the father-son bond between him and me."

Song Zhi said distressedly: "Don't worry, I will also find out who gave you the drug."

Mu Nanqi held her hand and said, "No need to check. I think I already know who drugged me."

"who is it?"

Mu Nanqi did not answer, but said: "I can handle this matter, you just need to ensure your own safety."

Song Zhiqi said, "You don't believe me."

"It's not that I don't believe it, I just don't want to give others an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"Ok?"

"Just wait for me at home."

Song Zhi was very melancholy. How could she feel at ease when he was covered in wounds?

She was about to say something when the jailer came over and said, "It's almost time, Third Prince, Miss Song, please don't embarrass me."

He was suddenly startled as he spoke, "Third...Third Prince, your shackles..."

"I did it."

Song Zhi dusted off his butt and stood up, saying calmly, "Find someone else to handcuff him."

The jailer looked at Mu Nanqi in shock, then looked at Song Zhi, and then saw Mu Nanqi stand up and slowly stand back to his original place.

His posture was calm and elegant, and even in the cell, he still looked noble.

Song Zhi turned around and glared at Mu Nanqi fiercely, then said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Alright, I don't care. I'll intensify my efforts to find Huan Pei. I want to see how desperate that blind and heartless dog emperor will be when he realizes that he spoiled the wrong son."

After saying this, she turned and left the prison.

The jailer hurriedly sent the man out.

Inside the carriage, Song Yang said with a worried look on his face, "How is it? What did the Third Prince say?"

Song Zhi snorted, "If you want to know so much, why didn't you come in with me just now?"

"That's just to make room for you two."

Song Zhi nearly choked on his saliva. "Ahem, well, he said everything is fine and that we don't have to worry."

"sure?"

Song Yang was a little worried, "I'm afraid the emperor really wants his life this time."

"If he said he would handle it himself, then let him handle it himself. We will work hard to find Huanpei and give the dog emperor a good slap in the face when the time comes."

Song Yang paused for a moment, "Girl, is this really reliable?"

"of course."

Song Zhixin nodded solemnly.

"That's fine, even if Dad doesn't believe you, you can't disbelieve in the Third Prince."

The carriage drove away from the Heavenly Prison, and at the same time, good news came from the East Palace.

The Crown Prince Mu Yuanzhi, who had been in a coma, finally woke up.

The emperor went to the East Palace happily on the spot. Although Mu Yuanzhi had woken up, he was still very weak.

When he learned that he had been poisoned by Mu Nanqi, surprise appeared on his gentle face.

"How could it be Third Brother? He has always been quiet and seldom appears in the court. Father, I think the chances of it being Second Brother are higher than Third Brother."

The emperor shook his head. "You are simply too kind-hearted. If Mu Nanqi had no interest in the throne, why would he secretly contact the Song family and get so close to Song Zhi? Father is clearing the way for you. You must not be soft-hearted."

"Yes, my child will learn from it."

Because of his injury, Mu Yuanzhi could only bow his head and salute.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "You still need to experience a lot. Besides this, I promised Princess Tuoba to you for your own good. When you feel better, don't forget to visit her more often."

"Yes."

Mu Yuanzhi answered respectfully.

The emperor nodded, and with satisfaction, he asked someone to take out the best Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng from the warehouse to nourish his body.

Now that Mu Yuanzhi has woken up, there is no need to hide the news of his poisoning anymore.

So when this news spread, it shocked the entire government and the public.

But since it concerns the royal family, no one dares to discuss it openly.

The imperial decree to execute Mu Nanqi came down the next day. Considering that Mu Yuanzhi had just woken up and was not suitable to see blood, the execution was scheduled for the eighth day of the next month.

Cang Jing came to the Song Mansion like an ant on a hot pan. He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, saying "it's over" several times in a row.

"Nan Qi must have gotten away with something. The imperial decree for his death has already been issued. If all else fails, let's just go and break out of the prison tonight."

Song Zhi raised his hand to signal him to calm down.

"When I went to see him, he didn't propose a prison break. I guess he had his own plans."

"If we continue with this plan, we'll all be gone."

Cang Qiong was a little anxious. "In my opinion, it's better to just break the prison. Then we can leave the capital, capture the nearby cities, declare ourselves kings, and directly challenge the old emperor."

Song Zhi shook his head. "By then, it will be difficult to maintain my reputation without proper authority. However, if it really comes to that, I won't care about that anymore."

"So what do you say we should do now?"

"Have your men prepare first. There's still some time until the eighth day of next month, so let's wait and see what happens."

"it is good."

Cang Jian nodded in agreement.

The two began to act separately. Song Zhi was about to go to Yunshui Youyou when he suddenly received a summons from the palace.

In the solemn imperial study, the emperor was concentrating on reviewing memorials.

Song Zhijing knelt in front of the desk without making any sound.

Half an hour later, the emperor placed his pen on the inkstone as if he had finally remembered her existence.

"Be flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Zhi stood up slowly. Maintaining the same posture for a long time made her back ache, and she couldn't help but take a breath when she lowered her head.

"Do you know why I called you here today?"

"Your Majesty, I am ignorant and would like to ask for your guidance."

"Humph."

The emperor snorted coldly, stood up and walked over to Song Zhi. "Sixth Brother is a loyal man. I know he loves you, so he asked to see you as soon as he regained his strength after waking up. But my prince is currently weak. Doesn't he know what to say and what not to say?"

Song Zhi pursed his lips and couldn't help but say, "So, the emperor can really treat people differently like this."

The emperor didn't expect her to suddenly say such a thing, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Song Zhi smiled, "You were worried that my words would upset the Crown Prince, so you specifically summoned me here to lecture him, yet you had the heart to let your other son be tortured in the Heavenly Prison and ordered him to be executed soon."

When the emperor heard Song Zhi mention Mu Nanqi, his face instantly turned ugly.

"How can a scoundrel like him be compared to Old Six? If he had been obedient, it would have been fine, but he had to covet things he shouldn't have coveted just like his bitch mother, and even dared to poison Old Six. How could I possibly keep him?"

"Shouldn't covet..."

Song Zhijiang straightened his back and said, "Your Majesty, weren't you the one who brought him into this world?"

"What do you mean!"

"You allowed him to come to the Imperial House, yet you put all the blame on a child who knew nothing about it, and even accused him of coveting the Imperial Household's possessions. Did he have a choice about where he was born? Honestly, doesn't everything that's wrong stem from the fact that you shouldn't have allowed him to come to the Imperial House?"

Song Zhi spoke so happily that he almost said that it was his own fault for not being able to control his lower body at that time.

"Asshole! How dare you talk nonsense about me? Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"

The emperor suddenly became furious, as if a scar that had been buried for a long time and did not want to be mentioned was touched upon.