Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

On the way to Su Qiaoer's room in the backyard, Hongyue was silent for a while. It was not until she heard Canxue's constant reminders that she came to her senses. She looked at Canxue and whispered, "Sister, don't you think our actions were a little too smooth?"

"Coincidentally, that dish turned black, and coincidentally, Zhou Chuxuan ate it all by himself!"

Canxue was stunned: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Our plan is about to succeed, why are you still a little unhappy?"

Hongyue shook her head and looked back at the dark backyard warily. "This is going too smoothly, so smoothly, I feel something is wrong!"

"Let's go, let's go and take care of Su Qiaoer first!"

As soon as the two arrived at the backyard, they saw Su Qiao'er running out in a hurry. They immediately stepped forward to stop her: "Miss Qiao'er, where are you going?"

Su Qiaoer asked anxiously, "Didn't you hear His Highness's voice in front?"

"Of course I heard it, but Miss Nangong has ordered that you can't go anywhere now!"

"Huh? Why?"

Su Qiao'er was stunned, obviously not understanding what had happened before: "I'll go over and see what happened to His Highness. I'm his personal maid!"

"His Highness has been poisoned and is unconscious. This is Miss Nangong's order. Miss Qiao'er should go back. We are both rough people and are afraid of hurting Miss Qiao'er!"

Hongyue said lightly.

"What? Your Highness is poisoned?"

In a hurry, Su Qiaoer didn't even care why Nangong Yanling asked her to stay in the backyard.

Soon, the sky turned bright, and the courtyard, which had been noisy for most of the night, finally became quiet.

Hongyue and Canxue exchanged a glance, then watched Nangong Yanling approach from afar. "Greetings, Miss Nangong. How is His Highness?"

Nangong Yanling just shook her head and then went into Su Qiaoer's room.

Soon, there was a sound of a bowl falling to the ground and breaking: "What? Sister Nangong, are you saying that His Highness has really..."

But the sound behind seemed to be forcibly suppressed by someone. Hongyue and Canxue looked at each other and found joy in each other's eyes.

Zhou Chuxuan is really dead!

Their mission is accomplished!

As expected, after coming out of the house, Nangong Yanling locked the door with a padlock: "You two, follow me!"

The courtyard in front was full of people, all of them were Zhou Chuxuan's subordinates.

Everyone's face was filled with sadness.

Zhou Chuxuan's body lay quietly in the middle, covered with a white cloth, his eyes closed, his face pale, and there was no sign of life at all.

Hongyue was secretly delighted, she finally succeeded!

Xu Qinglong stepped out from the crowd, leaning on his cane, and tremblingly said, "Everyone, the murderer who persecuted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not have gone far. General Hu Yongwei, close the city gates and search with all your might!"

"Yes!"

Hu Yongwei clasped his fists, his eyes filled with grief and indignation. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in his prime, how could he...

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Nangong Yanling stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Master Xu, my suggestion is to open the city gate and let the assassin escape!"

"what?"

When everyone present heard Nangong Yanling's words, they looked at each other, not understanding what he meant.

Ma Sandao stood up and shouted in a loud voice: "Miss Nangong, this time, we can't listen to you. This is the murderer who persecuted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. How can we let him escape? Even if we kill all nine generations of his family, it can't eliminate the hatred in our hearts!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"We must search with all our might!"

"..."

"Everyone!"

Just as everyone was getting excited, Nangong Yanling said calmly, "Even if we close the city gates and conduct a large-scale search, do you think there will be any results?"

"Even we didn't realize how cunning these assassins were. From the beginning to the end, we didn't realize who the murderer was!"

"Closing the city gates now and conducting a large-scale search throughout the city will only cause unrest in the capital and even panic among the people!"

"Everyone, think carefully. Right now, the Wu Dynasty only has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in charge. Once His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gone, the Wu Dynasty will immediately fall into chaos! When that happens, how will we resist the invasion? Who will take charge?"

Nangong Yanling's words made everyone silent, and every word he said made sense.

Han Bin, Zhou Chuxuan's trusted confidant, immediately stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Just do as Miss Nangong said. Don't reveal the Crown Prince's news for now! lest it cause unrest in the Wu Dynasty!"

"Yes!"

"..."

"Master Xu, please immediately find someone to disguise themselves as His Highness. The current Wu Dynasty cannot withstand such turmoil!"

Nangong Yanling looked at Xu Qinglong with an extremely sincere look in her eyes, as if Zhou Chuxuan was really dead: "When necessary, we need that disguised person to come out and take charge of the situation!"

Xu Qinglong took a deep look at Zhou Chuxuan's body on the ground and nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

"But, Miss Nangong, and all of you, you are all His Highness's confidants. This has already happened, and I hope you can all remain rational and remember that you are not only His Highness's confidants, but also the backbone of the Wu Dynasty!"

"If we keep the news secret, the assassin will surely send people to spread rumors in the capital! Miss Nangong, you are no worse than me in this regard, so I hope you can pay attention to the changes and find the enemy at the critical moment!"

"Don't worry, Master Xu!"

"..."

Meanwhile, in that remote little inn, Salem Meng looked at Wang Bo who had returned and said coldly, "What did you say? Is Zhou Chuxuan really dead?"

Wang Bo knelt on the ground and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I took the initiative to leave a little poison to Zhou Chuxuan. Last night, Zhou Chuxuan died of the poison!"

Just when Wang Bo thought Salem Meng would be overjoyed and even reward him, he didn't expect that Salem Meng would sneer and kick him to the ground.

"Wang Bo, you little dog slave, I didn't expect you to dare to bite your master?"

Wang Bo looked at Salem Meng in panic: "Sir, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Don't know? Haha, you know it too well!"

Salem Meng snorted and laughed, "Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I don't know Zhou Chuxuan's methods? Don't think I don't know anything. It was you who took the poison and surrendered to Zhou Chuxuan!"

hiss!

Wang Bo took a deep breath and looked at Salem Meng in shock.

Doesn’t she already have no spies in the capital? How is that possible?

Seeing Wang Bo's shocked expression, Salem Meng laughed with great pride and said, "You little dog slave, you haven't figured it out, have you?"