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

Song Zhi quickly squatted down and prepared to catch the falling vase, but she waited for a long time with her hands hanging, but no vase fell down, and there was no sound of a vase breaking.

She looked up and found that the vase she had just touched was still there, motionless, as if it had never been touched.

A bold guess came to her mind, and she stood up almost instantly and reached out for the vase.

I tried to lift it with all my strength, but it wouldn't budge, as if it was embedded in the surface.

With a slight force to the right, with a "click", the antique shelf slowly split into two halves.

A secret door that could accommodate one person appeared in front of Song Zhi.

She was a little annoyed. "No way, this is actually a mechanism. It's too old and too conspicuous."

This made her earlier search seem foolish.

It’s all her fault that she unconsciously complicated the problem after experiencing two lives. She needs to change!

Song Zhi walked into the secret door while reflecting on herself. She took out the dagger from her waist and held it in her hand for self-defense. She walked down the long stairs and finally came to the door of the cell.

There was a figure curled up inside. Song Zhi saw the key to the cell hanging on the wall nearby, so he walked over, picked up the key and opened the door.

The sound of the door opening made the other person turn around weakly. When he saw Song Zhishi, hatred suddenly burst out in his originally turbid eyes.

"Song Zhi, you're finally here! He finally caught you! Bitch, I'm going to kill you with my own hands!"

Long-term imprisonment and a weak body made him a little mentally disordered. His first reaction when he saw Song Zhi was to subconsciously pounce on her.

Song Zhi dodged with a light sideways move, but after missing the target, he stood there in a daze for several seconds.

Looking blankly outside the cell, he finally realized the problem.

"Why didn't Mu Yuanzhi come?"

"Weren't you captured by Mu Yuanzhi?"

"How did you find it?"

Three questions in a row, each one very urgent.

Song Zhi didn't intend to answer.

She took out a pill from her sleeve, pinched the wise king's chin and fed it to him.

The wise king's voice trembled, "What did you give me to eat?!"

"Poison, of course."

Song Zhi said frankly, "I can't sleep well at night if you're alive, so you'd better die."

After receiving the expected answer, the wise king calmed down and faced death with a wooden expression.

"Are you sure you can kill me?"

Why did he say this as if he was afraid that he wouldn't die completely?

However, Song Zhi was willing to answer this question, "Don't worry, you're completely dead. Even a Daluo Immortal can't save you. Besides, other people won't be able to see anything unusual. They will just think you died because your body reached its limit."

The virtuous king looked at Song Zhi and said, "I never thought a woman like you could have such a plan. Do you know why I didn't tell you the secret of Gou'er Lane?"

Perhaps it was a last burst of energy, but the wise king was in surprisingly good spirits at the moment and could even support himself and sit against the wall.

Song Zhi said, "You want me to make trouble for the dog emperor."

When the wise king heard the name "Dog Emperor", a strange look flashed across his face.

"So you don't like him either. If I had known this, I should have lowered my stance and joined forces with you from the beginning."

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world, and Song Zhi and the virtuous king are destined not to be friends.

He closed his eyes contentedly and waited for death.

"This is good too. I don't have to hang on to this breath just to get revenge on you. Living like this is worse than death."

He once had some great talents and ambitions and wanted to show them, but in the end he could only end up being imprisoned and tortured, and he could no longer bear it.

He asked one last question, "Mu Yuanzhi hid everything and saved my life. Don't you want to know what he wants from me?"

Song Zhi shrugged, "I'm not interested."

The wise king snorted coldly, "If you knew what he wanted, you wouldn't be so indifferent as you are now."

Song Zhi walked out nonchalantly, locked the cell door, and then hung the key back on the wall.

She even carefully remembered how the key looked when she took it off, and restored it exactly as it was when she put it back.

After doing all this, she sat on the stool with her arms folded, waiting for the wise king to die.

She would not feel at ease unless she saw the virtuous king die with her own eyes.

Anyway, the incense can make Mu Yuanzhi sleep for several hours.

As for the guests outside, well, what does it have to do with her?

Song Zhi and the others were leisurely and relaxed. After about a cup of tea, the wise king's breathing suddenly became rapid.

She stood up and watched the wise king's breath becoming weaker and weaker.

In his final moments, she smiled profoundly and said, "Actually, I've already gotten what he wanted from you."

The virtuous king's eyes suddenly widened, and veins popped out on his forehead in an instant. He wanted to say something, but he died before he could utter a single word.

This time, he was truly dead.

He might even die with regret because of what Song Zhi said.

Song Zhi carefully erased all traces of his presence before leaving the dark room.

It was still as quiet outside as before. She turned the vase again and restored the antique shelf.

After checking from beginning to end and finding no loopholes, Song Zhi opened the door and prepared to leave.

Three rows of guards were still standing outside the door. Just as they were about to stop Song Zhi, he spoke first, "What's the point of having you good-for-nothings? Don't you know that the smoke inside has knocked both His Royal Highness and I unconscious? Why don't you go and see how His Royal Highness is doing!"

Well, the feeling of being a fox borrowing the power of a tiger is pretty good.

Upon hearing that something had happened to Mu Yuanzhi, the guards rushed in and saw Mu Yuanzhi lying on the couch and sleeping.

The Eastern Palace was in chaos in an instant. Some people called for the imperial physician, some wanted to catch the assassin, and some wanted to interrogate all the guests of the Eastern Palace today, trying not to let any suspicious person go.

Of course, Song Zhi, who had lived in the same room with Mu Yuanzhi, was interrogated the most severely.

Song Zhi knew nothing about anything the whole time.

"Have you seen the assassin?"

"No, I fainted too."

"Was there anything unusual before you fainted?"

"No, I didn't notice."

"Then why is it that His Royal Highness hasn't woken up yet even though you have."

Song Zhi knew how to answer, "Maybe it's because I have a better physique."

It is well known that Mu Yuanzhi is not in good health, and this reason is simply irrefutable.

The interrogating officer pursed his lips into a slit, his expression serious.

He didn't get any information and now he wants to curse.

But looking at Prime Minister Song who had been waiting for his beloved daughter on the side, he waved his hand silently.

"Everything is fine for now. You can go back first, but you are not allowed to leave the capital recently. If there are any new clues, we will send someone to invite you back at any time."

Song Zhi nodded and said indignantly, "Of course. I'm also a victim. I want to know who drugged me more than you do. If I catch the assassin, I will definitely teach her a lesson."