My elder sister is so noble, this time it's my turn to strike back

When the time was almost up, she started walking towards home. However, just as she turned the corner, she saw a man in cloth and a headscarf appear in front of her. He bowed and said to her:

"I wonder if the Second Master has any instructions now that he has come to the capital?"

Qiu Ning's breathing stopped for a moment. If she remembered correctly, this person was the man who was selling candied haws on the street before.

Unexpectedly, he was also from Mingyue Villa.

This is really true, the great hide in the city.

If he hadn't been standing in front of him at this moment, Qiu Ning would never have been able to connect this man with a martial arts master.

Because he really looked like just an ordinary vendor, with traces of years of hard work on his face.

However, that was not all. Immediately afterwards, several more people arrived, including a butcher, a candy man seller, and a waiter from the restaurant.

What's even more outrageous is that there is also a young prostitute with a seductive look on his face.

Finally, Qiu Ning explained his identity. He was not the second in command, but the second in command gave him this item.

Unexpectedly, the expressions on their faces remained unchanged, and they remained respectful to her. They said, "Master, the rules of the villa are that we must obey the orders of whoever holds the wooden sign. This is the rule."

"If there is anything, just tell us to do it."

Qiu Ning blinked and asked, "Do you have anyone in the palace? If I want to deliver something to the palace, can you help?"

Several people looked at each other, and the young waiter among them was the first to stand up and said, "Here we are, Henan. I'm not exaggerating. Even if we want to attack and take the emperor's life, it's all in our hands."

This is really crazy.

No wonder Mingyue Villa has become so big and powerful. It is not subject to the constraints and control of the imperial court, and does not even belong to any of the seven countries.

It turns out that they have the confidence to do so.

"Okay, in that case, I do have a task that requires your help!"

……

Imperial Palace, Yangxin Hall.

When it is time for the guard change, the guards here are usually changed every hour. There are twelve hours in a day, which means they are changed twelve times.

In order to prevent spies, King Yong made every royal guard here his personal guard, who only obeyed his orders.

The emperor inside was essentially under house arrest.

Even Su Qinian, the chief steward, had to get the order from King Yong before he could leave the house.

At this time, an unremarkable palace maid brought a bowl of medicine and entered the palace.

Prince Yong and the Queen happened to be in the inner hall at this time. Seeing the unconscious emperor, Prince Yong's face was peaceful and calm.

He took the Queen's hand and said to the Emperor lying on the dragon bed, "My good brother, you must wake up soon. You must see with your own eyes that I manage the country for you and take good care of the Queen in your harem. Don't slack off for a single day."

The Queen, standing by, blushed as she heard this. She then sneered, "He's just a dying man. Why waste so much time talking to him? In my opinion, we should have chosen a poison that kills with one blow. This would have saved these ministers from being so indecisive. It's really annoying to watch them."

Prince Yong put his arm around the queen's waist with a good temper, smiling gently:

"What do you know? If the emperor were to die suddenly, it would inevitably cause unrest in the court. The other seven kingdoms might even invade the borders. Is this what you want to see?"

"Isn't this just right now? Everything is under our control. We just need to wait for the right opportunity. I believe it won't be long before he dies of the poison. We don't have to dirty our hands and arouse suspicion."

The queen uttered a coquettish cry and leaned her head on Prince Yong's arms.

"But Che'er doesn't know. These past few days, he heard that his father was ill and insisted on coming to see him. I had to persuade him with great difficulty. I'm worried that if Che'er learns the truth one day, he won't be able to bear it."

Prince Yong was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

He untied his hand from the queen's waist without leaving any trace and looked towards the door.

But then a palace maid came over with a medicine bowl and reported:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time for His Majesty to take his medicine."

Prince Yong's gaze lingered on the maid's head for a moment, and he quickly moved aside, signaling her to serve the emperor medicine.

The palace maid stood up and placed the medicine bowl on a high table beside her. Then she skillfully used a spoon to feed the medicine to the emperor on the dragon bed, spoonful by spoonful.

But the emperor was in a coma, so he had to vomit out the medicine. Most of the medicine flowed out and dripped down his chin.

The maid didn't mind at all and gently wiped the emperor's wound with a silk handkerchief. The snow-white handkerchief was soon stained with brown liquid.

Prince Yong's gaze could not help but linger on the handkerchief for a few seconds. Something flashed through his mind quickly, but when he wanted to grab it, he couldn't remember it.

When the bowl of medicine was empty, the maid respectfully withdrew. Everything seemed so reasonable.

Prince Yong was also thinking about Crown Prince Xiao Yuche and didn't take this little detail to heart.

However, when he returned to the palace, he undressed and took a bath. The servant behind him took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the water droplets off his body.

But he accidentally touched the wound on his arm, and Prince Yong let out a hiss and frowned.

The servant knew he had gotten into trouble, so he quickly threw away the handkerchief in his hand and began to kowtow and beg for mercy:

"I didn't mean to do that. Please forgive me, Your Highness. I was really blind for a moment and didn't notice your wound."

Prince Yong was about to explode, but his eyes happened to rest on the white handkerchief on the ground.

Suddenly, a white light flashed through his mind, and the memories he had just forgotten in the Yangxin Palace came back to him in an instant.

Oh, right, the handkerchief.

How could he overlook such an important thing? The handkerchief that the palace maid had used before was Shu brocade, which was tributed from Shu. Every inch of it was worth gold. How could a little palace maid afford to use tribute items?

"broken!"

Prince Yong thought to himself that something was wrong and without even putting on his clothes, he kicked the servant in front of him away and walked quickly towards the gate.

However, halfway through, he met Qiuyao who came to deliver soup. The two bumped into each other at the corner of the corridor and almost knocked over the soup bowl.

"Your Highness, why are you in such a hurry? What happened?" Qiu Yao asked.

Prince Yong only paused for a moment, not having the time to explain to Qiu Yao. He simply said, "I have something else to do. I need to go to the palace first."

Leaving these words behind, it was blown away like the wind.

Qiuyao frowned and felt a bad premonition in her heart.

In her impression, Prince Yong has always been gentle and elegant, and he has the composure to remain calm even when faced with a crisis. This time he is so anxious, so something big must have happened.

Could it be...

When she thought of this possibility, Qiuyao became a little panicked.

She hurriedly ordered her trusted maid behind her, "Go, take the young master with you, pack some valuables, and we'll set off tonight to stay at the Prime Minister's residence for a few days."

If something really happened to Prince Yong, she still had the identity of a girl from the Qiu family, so she hoped she could survive.