Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chapter 239: Poisonous Thoughts (Part )

An Jingshuang chuckled twice, put one hand on the mouth of a celadon glaze bottle in the treasure cabinet, and turned her wrist slightly, and the celadon glaze bottle began to rotate.

At the same time, the huge treasure cabinet behind An Jingshuang slowly moved to both sides - this was not a simple cabinet, but a secret door.

The door slowly opened, but the scene inside shocked the people outside to their wits' end.

There was clearly a dark room inside the door, and nothing could be seen clearly at first. But when the two doors of the cabinet were fully opened, the situation in the dark room was suddenly illuminated clearly by the candlelight inside.

There was nothing in the dark room except a wooden pillar in the middle, with a tall man tied to the pillar with many hemp ropes.

After seeing the man's figure clearly, Tao Yao's heart skipped a beat.

He wore a lake green robe that reached his waist. His figure and attire were remarkably similar to Chu Huanjun. If it weren't for his messy hair obscuring his features, Tao Yao would have held onto a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, she would have been frightened to her knees.

At that time, Song Zhishou had already drawn his sword and stood in front of Tao Yao.

Impossible, absolutely impossible—Tao Yao muttered to herself.

Not to mention that Chu Huanjun was An Jingshuang's boss after all. If he wanted to kill her for money, wouldn't An Jingshuang want to give up her current lucrative job as the top chef at Chunfenglou? Besides, Chu Huanjun was a skilled martial artist. No matter how advanced An Jingshuang's Gu skills were, she wouldn't die tragically at her hands.

Tao Yao soothed her restless heart, took a deep breath, gently pushed away Song Zhishou who was blocking her way, pretended to look at An Jingshuang calmly, and said calmly: "Sister, what do you mean?"

An Jingshuang glanced over arrogantly, her tone cold, "Aren't you anxious to find the prince's whereabouts? He's right here with me. The reason he's been missing for so many days without a trace is because he's dead. A dead person, even if they disappear without a trace, naturally won't reveal the slightest flaw."

Listening to An Jingshuang's cold description of all this, Tao Yao felt as if her heart had been struck hard by a punch. Even though she couldn't tell if the person before her was Chu Huanjun, Tao Yao couldn't help but tremble with fear.

For a moment, Tao Yao's sanity almost collapsed - what if, what if, what if that person was really Chu Huanjun, what should she do?

What should I do? Tao Yao had no idea what the consequences would be.

As powerful as Chu Huanjun was, Tao Yao had never imagined that he would one day die so easily. At the very least, he must have violated some heavenly law, and even the heavens couldn't bear it, punishing him with a few rolling thunderbolts - at least such a death would be more in line with Chu Huanjun's style.

Tao Yao never thought that if Chu Huanjun died, he would not even leave a word for her and would just leave silently.

He once told her how much he hated his mother, and how she had passed away so quietly, as if she had never existed in this world. So Tao Yao always felt that if Chu Huanjun were to leave one day, whether by death or otherwise, he would definitely announce it to the world in a grand manner.

Therefore, she could not accept Chu Huanjun's death at all.

Tao Yao took a deep breath and took a step forward, but her courage suddenly dropped to zero, causing her to pull back the next step she was about to take.

"What did you do to him?"

When she asked this question, Tao Yao's voice was trembling badly and she could no longer control herself.

Song Zhishou noticed that something was wrong, so he supported Tao Yao's body from behind and helped her to stand up straight. He was about to whisper a few words of reminder to her, but suddenly he found that her eyes were already filled with tears.

An Jingshuang raised her beautiful eyebrows and gave Tao Yao a disdainful smile. She walked slowly to the side of the man tied to the pillar, and gently wrapped her bright red nails around his black hair, twisting and pulling it between her fingers as if she were playing with some worthless little thing.

"I didn't do anything extreme..." An Jingshuang's tone remained frivolous and nonchalant, as if she were discussing something completely unrelated. "I simply stung him in the vital point of his neck with a scorpion that had been brewing in a poison jar for 49 days. Then I poured fluid from an unknown corpse that had died tragically on the street after being bitten by a mad dog down his throat. Finally, I pierced every acupuncture point on his body with silver needles dipped in poison...that's all."

While An Jingshuang was talking about these incredible methods, she gently lifted the man's long hair, slowly pushing the thick and black hair behind his ears, revealing his face.

In an instant, Tao Yao and Song Zhishou both saw the face clearly - he closed his eyes quietly, his face was pale, but the temperament between his eyebrows was the same as usual.

Tao Yao completely lost her last bit of strength and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Song Zhishou supported her from behind and pulled her exhausted body up.

Tao Yao could no longer deceive herself. The man clearly had the same face as Chu Huanjun.

If it were someone else, she might be able to deceive herself again - but who else in this world could look like Chu Huanjun?

An Jingshuang looked at the panicked Tao Yao with a cold expression, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose, as if she was very satisfied with the current situation - seeing Tao Yao, who was so strong and stubborn just now, finally had to be so aggrieved that she lost all her strength and almost knelt on the ground, she was extremely satisfied.

"Are you curious? Curious about why I did this? Ah, no, no. I don't think you have the energy to wonder why I did this. Right now, you're just sad, angry, and... resentful."

An Jingshuang smiled, let go of the strand of hair in her hand, and slowly walked towards Tao Yao.

In her hands were ten silver needles soaked in poison that she had prepared long ago. In this situation, she could easily kill the little girl in front of her without any effort.

An Jingshuang felt very happy thinking that she could soon get rid of this thorn in her side that had been bothering her for a long time.

It happened in a flash. Just when An Jingshuang was about to reach out her hand hypocritically to help Tao Yao, who was about to fall to the ground, Tao Yao suddenly cheered up and rushed to her before her - Tao Yao's eyes were as dazzling as snow, staring straight into An Jingshuang's eyes.

Everything happened in a flash, as fast as lightning, and An Jingshuang had almost no time to react.