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Chapter 881: The Most Terrifying Person in the World

    

is son!""Only by seeing the prince can one see the son.""Sān Bǎo stood his ground, his voice cold as he replied: "I, Sān Bǎo, have been in the palace for thirty-six years, but I have also lived thirty...Chapter 881 The True Terror of This World

"Who said poisoning is the only way to kill with medicine"

Zhao Xuanji frowned and scolded, “Is this how you speak to your father”

Zhao Qinglan knew she was getting too excited. She took a deep breath and asked, "If you don't want to poison me, what do you want to do"

Zhao Xuanji said in a deep voice, "As I just said, I want to stir up chaos in the capital, and the fastest way to achieve that now is to make the emperor's illness relapse."

"This medicine of mine can cause the emperor's pulse to become erratic, and with his already weakened state, there could be more serious complications. But he will definitely not die."

Zhao Xuanji stared at Zhao Qinglan and said, "The only one who could give the emperor medicine without a sound was you."

"No!"

Zhao Qinglan blurted out a refusal without any hesitation.

This made Zhao Xuanji feel a little surprised.

Her own daughter, though intelligent, was blindly obedient to her every word. Even when she was married off to the emperor in a political arrangement that would essentially ruin her life, her daughter agreed without hesitation.

And she has always been obedient to her own words, never refusing any of them.

But this time, she firmly refused herself.

Zhao Xuanji's face darkened slightly.

At this moment, Zhao Qinglan's explanation arrived.

"The Emperor's health is already precarious, he could die at any moment. Giving him any medicine now carries enormous risks. Father, think about it, what if we make things worse and the Emperor dies How could we possibly handle that"

Zhao Qinglan said seriously: “At that time, my father's whole plan would be disrupted, which would do us more harm than good.”

"Father, please reconsider."

Zhao Xuanji said expressionlessly, “Do you think I wouldn't have considered this This medicine is absolutely safe and impossible to cause his demise.”

But Zhao Qinglan still shook her head and said, “Father, let’s think of other ways.”

Zhao Xuanji finally couldn't hold back his inner doubts at this time. He said to Zhao Qinglan, "Why do I feel like you don't want to listen to me"

Zhao Qinglan turned her head away and said, "Father, you misunderstood. I have never disobeyed you. I just think this plan is too risky and could easily backfire."

Besides, the Qianyqing Palace is heavily guarded, not even a mosquito can get in. If I were to give the emperor the medicine, I would be the prime suspect and there's no way I could escape.

Zhao Xuanji said in a deep voice, "In a few days, I will launch a mutiny and will absolutely ensure your safety."

"Father, can you be certain that the Emperor has no other schemes up his sleeve"

A rhetorical question from Zhao Qinglan left Zhao Xuanji speechless.

First, it was the Crown Prince, then the East Factory and Su Zhen'ting. These people appeared seemingly reasonable, but in fact, each of them pointed back to the emperor!

Zhao Qinglan said solemnly: "Supporting the Crown Prince as regent, handing over the Dongchang to him, and finally using the old marriage contract to bind the Su family to the East Palace. When you consider how low-key the Su family has been for so many years that everyone relaxed their guard against them, but now that they appear, they have rallied most of the military power to support the East Palace."

"Father, haven't you ever considered All of this, it was actually orchestrated by the emperor who has been in a coma on his dragon bed."

So the daughter always felt that the truly terrifying thing in this world was still the emperor, with a frail breath and the possibility of dying at any moment. reason to use assassination at this time, because he knew very well that once I survived, the Imperial Guards would enter the city at any moment and strip him bare.“The last few times he surrendered,...