Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

When Thirteen saw that there were guests, he paused, holding the medicine, and stood steadily at the door to wait.

She listened to what she should hear, but didn't want to hear a single word she shouldn't.

"Your Majesty, I will take the man to the dungeon for interrogation."

The man's voice was extremely cold, sending chills down one's spine.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Shen!"

Sitting in the main seat, Duan Yuchuan, dressed in white, appeared even more frail, as if he were terminally ill. Thirteen observed that the Third Prince's feigned illness was indeed incredibly convincing; he had even fooled her before.

"Your humble servant will take his leave now!"

The man turned and left, his back to Thirteen the entire time, but just as he was leaving the room, he happened to make eye contact with her at the doorway.

Those dark eyes were deep and cold. The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and although he seemed to be smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes.

With just one glance, Thirteen, standing at the door, felt his heart skip a beat, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Sir, you are here."

Duan Yuchuan's voice pulled her back to reality. She glanced at the man's hurried departure while carrying the medicine, and went into the house thoughtfully.

"Greetings, Third Prince!"

She held the medicine in one hand, turned around and closed the door. She glanced around the room and was surprised to find that there were no servants attending to her today.

Duan Yuchuan instantly dropped his feigned sickness and scrutinized the bowl of medicine in Thirteen's hand with a slightly critical look.

"Thirteen, you've come to deliver medicine again." His tone was cold and indifferent.

"Yes, it was brought to you while it was still hot."

Thirteen casually placed the medicine on the table beside him, then turned and took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket.

"While it's hot?"

Duan Yuchuan frowned slightly, but a faint smile appeared on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Thirteen pour a dark, murky pill out of the porcelain bottle.

He frowned and pointed to the pill.

"What is this dark thing?"

"The antidote I prepared for you."

Thirteen handed the pills to Duan Yuchuan, noticing a crack appearing on his otherwise calm expression.

Duan Yuchuan carefully examined the pill in her palm. The pill was not rolled evenly and had a strange smell.

He suddenly felt a twitching sensation between his eyebrows. He believed that Thirteen had poisoned him with this antidote.

He glanced at Thirteen, then asked with a hint of distrust, "Will it work?"

"You don't believe me?"

Thirteen was taken aback when she heard this. She tilted her head back and swallowed the medicine in her hand. Then she poured out another pill from the porcelain bottle and handed it to him, thinking to herself that it was good that she had made two pills.

"Um……"

Seeing that Thirteen's reaction was indifferent, Duan Yuchuan composed himself, took the medicine, and swallowed it as well.

However, for him now, it's not wrong to be more suspicious.

"By the way, Third Prince, who was that person just now?"

Thirteen pointed to the doorway, realizing that this was the first time she had seen the Third Prince receive guests in the more than half a month since she had been there.

"The newly appointed Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Lord Shen."

"Commander?"

"Yes, he arrested two groups of people who tried to infiltrate the palace to assassinate the emperor as soon as he took office, which earned him the emperor's appreciation."

Duan Yuchuan felt like there was something stuck in his throat, so he drank the tea in one gulp. Only then did he feel relief in his throat and say...

"I heard he's ruthless; very few people can survive a death sentence in the dungeon. They just caught the poisoner last night, and he took him away for interrogation this morning."

"Have they caught the person who poisoned the food?"

Thirteen felt uneasy. If she wanted to sneak into the palace, she would have to try her best to avoid this Commander.

"What? You're interested? How about he takes you on a tour of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's dungeon?"

Duan Yuchuan looked at Thirteen with great interest. In his opinion, although Thirteen was someone he could still be considered unlikely to doubt, he would not mind taking her to the dungeon for further training.

"Then there's no need to trouble Your Highness!"

Thirteen quickly waved her hand in refusal. She had no interest in it, and her body was too weak to withstand any more exertion.

After all, there is no divine power to protect her in the mortal world. It is said that few people can come out of the Jinyiwei's dungeon alive. If she goes in, her small body will not be able to withstand more than a few blows and she will die.

Seeing that Thirteen was intimidated by him, Duan Yuchuan straightened his robes with an air of seriousness and slowly said...

"Three days from now, my mother will be holding a spring banquet in the palace. You will come with me to the palace to take her pulse. She is worried too much because I have been bedridden for so long. Please take a look at her."

"You're not faking illness anymore?" Thirteen was secretly pleased to hear this.

She hadn't expected to have the opportunity to enter the palace so soon; if she had known, she would have personally poisoned the Third Prince.

"If I keep pretending, I'll never get better!"

Duan Yuchuan propped his cheek with one hand, tilting his head to look at her plain linen clothes, feeling quite annoyed.

"You should ask A-Yue to take you to the tailor at the manor to make two sets of clothes. Wearing these clothes out would really be a disgrace to the Third Prince's manor."

Thirteen looked down at her clothes. Although they couldn't compare to the Third Prince's magnificent attire, they were still something she had bought for two taels of silver after coming down the mountain.

That's what she thought in her heart, but she didn't dare to refuse on the surface, and hurriedly said...

"Yes, I'll go find A-Yue in a bit."

Meanwhile, the commander had just left the mansion and boarded the carriage. He leaned back in the comfortable carriage, but he still felt exhausted. He rubbed his temples. He hadn't slept for several days this month while investigating the case.

"Master Shen."

Another Jinyiwei guard, Hao Jing, who had a somewhat handsome appearance, also climbed into the carriage. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hands.

Shen Mu was a little tired, so she raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Everything is arranged?"

"A death row inmate has been arranged to take that brother's place, but unfortunately, you were a bit too ruthless just now for the sake of the performance."

Hao Jing couldn't help but curl his lips. Just now, he saw that the brother who was pretending to poison someone was dragged out of the Third Prince's residence. He was covered in blood and his injuries were not light.

Fortunately, Shen Mu had arranged for him to meet them outside the mansion beforehand, so the brother's life was not in danger.

"It wasn't me, it was the Third Prince." Shen Mu pursed his lips, his expression turning somewhat cold.

Hao Jing was taken aback upon hearing this. Ever since they arrived in Nanyang, the Third Prince had been suffering from a chronic illness, appearing as if he could die at any moment. He rarely went out, but it was said that he was quite kind to the servants in the mansion in private.

I never expected them to be so ruthless in their underhanded tactics.

But then Haojing suddenly remembered something, looked up at Shen Mu, and hesitated.

"But sir, why was your poisoning discovered so soon after only a few days?"

That poison was personally concocted by him; it was considered his best product over the past two years.

It kills silently and is difficult to detect.

"This shows you didn't handle things well this time. How could you let someone find out so easily?"

Shen Mu scoffed and glared coldly at Hao Jing.

In fact, Shen Mu understood that the poison was not intended to kill the Third Prince, but rather to test the young man. Unfortunately, his men were almost beaten half to death by Duan Yuchuan because of this test.

Indeed, under imperial power, human life is as cheap as an ant, not worth mentioning.