The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Seeing his figure disappearing into the palace, the eighth prince opened the hidden compartment in the food box. Strips of gold were neatly arranged, emitting golden light.

Oh, what a big gesture.

Qin Han glanced at it casually, stood up and chuckled, his expression a little careless: "Eighth brother thinks this palace is short of money?"

It was obviously just a simple rhetorical question, but it seemed to contain a thousand pounds of power, making the eighth prince breathless.

He seems to know where he lost.

It turns out that his fourth brother is so powerful. I am afraid that all the events that have happened recently are under the control of his fourth brother.

He had been lurking for twenty years, and with such a character, he was ashamed of himself, and he could completely see the gap between the two.

The Eighth Prince thought a lot in his mind, but in reality it only lasted a few seconds.

"I don't ask for refuge, I just ask that my fourth brother can let go of my younger brother's clan after he ascends the throne." He plopped down on the ground and lowered his body into the dust. If he could save the lives of his family, losing his self-esteem would be nothing.

The man has a slim figure, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he is as dangerous as a poisonous snake that kills invisible people: "Walls have ears, fourth brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense."

There is no privacy in the harem.

After being reminded like this, the Eighth Prince was suddenly startled, and realized how rash his words just now were. If anyone listened to them, even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.

Immediately, he came back to his senses, as if he understood something, and firmly expressed his loyalty: "Eighth brother is willing to follow the fourth brother to the death and help the fourth brother complete his great cause."

The man chuckled softly and did not continue the conversation. Instead, he said bluntly: "Xiaojiu likes the Longxu Cake very much, so I will take it. You can go back."

The subtext is that he accepted his surrender.

The family's life was saved, and the eighth prince felt like he was being pardoned. He burst into tears of gratitude and thanked him several times before leaving.

The pavilion returned to tranquility, with bamboo shadows swaying and dancing.

"It's really lively here today."

The man stood with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly, his expression unchanged, "Come out, what news can you glean after watching for so long?"

I saw a man walking out from behind the rockery. The man had a fluttering white beard, and his old face had a few wisps of official smoothness. There was also a bit of majesty and solemnity in his smoothness. He was the emperor's confidant, Xu Shangshu.

"I don't dare." Xu Shangshu bent down, bowed his hands, and lowered his posture.

"What's the matter?"

Xu Shangshu frowned, his lips pursed and he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to hide.

"Your direct grandson, our palace has sent people to redeem him, and he is now placed in the suburbs outside the capital."

The man's tone was still calm, but Xu Shangshu burst into tears when he heard it, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell into place.

I was young and frivolous, and I offended many people to get to where I am today. Not long ago, my enemy's descendants kidnapped my only legitimate grandson, and he must be cut into pieces to pay for it with blood.

Now that he is old, he understands the importance of his family. He has tried every means but failed to rescue his legitimate daughter. He thought the situation was in danger, so coming to ask his master for help this time was also a desperate choice.

Xu Shangshu tremblingly wanted to kneel down to thank him, but was helped up by the man.

Qin Han sat back on the stool and put the chess pieces back in his own mind: "When your body gets old, you have to obey your old age. You won't have to kneel down in the future. Go back and spend more time with your family. The child is crying and asking for a hug from his grandfather."

With tears in his eyes, Xu Shangshu stubbornly knelt down and kowtowed before stumbling away.

If you are good at disguise and able to endure, you must be a person who can accomplish great things.

Unlike the eighth prince who simply swallowed his anger, the master was more ruthless and cruel behind his forbearance.

The eighth prince was born into a humble family, suffered the same oppression, and had extraordinary chess skills. The eighth prince tried to make ends meet, but the master relied on his ruthless character and super powerful methods to cultivate his own power.

After twenty years of inaction, the first piece of the chess game was laid out, step by step, to seize the emperor's important position.

Both his temperament and means are beyond ordinary people. This boy is indeed the best among people, and his original choice was correct.

Xu Shangshu could only sigh, the future generations are to be feared.

……

The prince was born from the queen of the current dynasty and was deeply favored by the emperor. He grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and never suffered any grievances.

Nowadays, the glory has faded overnight, and the emperor's younger brothers have become far away from him, and they dare not get as close to him as before.

What a bunch of wallflowers!

The huge psychological gap became the straw that broke the camel's back. On this day, the prince privately summoned his close aides and confidants to plan how to usurp the throne.

The prince's failure to sit on the emperor's seat made him feel uneasy. He had just decided to announce that he would drug the emperor, but he was strongly opposed by the think tank.

"Your Highness, this move is too radical and risky. Your Highness, please think again." The prince's staff begged loyally, with a sad look on his face.

The more critical the period, the more important it is to be stable and not make the slightest mistake.

He just temporarily lost the emperor's attention, so he couldn't wait to poison and kill the king. In order to ascend to the throne as soon as possible, it was too hasty and reckless.

"Although the fourth prince is in power, as long as you are still the prince, the identity of the successor to the throne will always belong to you. Why do you need to take such a risky move?"

Carrying the crime of killing the king, killing the father, and seeking power and usurping the throne will definitely leave hidden dangers in the future and be criticized and reviled by the world.

The staff were still trying to persuade him, hoping to change his master's mind, but the prince couldn't bear it for a moment, couldn't listen to anything, and insisted on his own opinion.

Tolerate? How long can you endure it?

Gu is just getting his own things back in advance and giving the old immortal a ride, what's wrong with that?

If the emperor knew that the child he had favored for so many years was thinking about how to kill him when he grew up, he would definitely regret raising such a white-eyed wolf who refused to recognize his relatives.

The following ministers and staff sighed deeply, vaguely aware of the general trend, and looked at each other, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

He had no choice but to devote all his efforts to making suggestions to help the prince ascend the throne.

……

"My dear friends, if you have any good ideas, please tell me..."

In the Jinluan Palace, before he finished speaking, the emperor suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then fell to the ground unconscious.

After a period of chaos, the imperial physician temporarily stabilized the emperor's life.

The pulse was weak, the hall was dark, and the nails on his hands and feet were all blue. It was obvious that he had been poisoned. There is currently no antidote for this poison, and since the toxin has accumulated in the body for many days, it is only a matter of time before the soul returns to the West.

Even if you take out the thousand-year-old ginseng in the warehouse and hang your life, I'm afraid there won't be much time left.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary panic, the chief eunuch immediately blocked the news that the emperor was poisoned and comatose, but it was still a step too late and the news leaked out.

High on the palace wall, the dark clouds seemed to be threatening to topple the building.

The imperial doctor finished prescribing the medicine and on the way back, he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh, there must be another wave of bloodshed in the palace.