Dressed as the villain's stepmother

"The origin of this fragrant pill is not as simple as you two think. I also got it from the Prime Minister... Maybe I fell into the trick set by the Prime Minister."

Concubine Xi shook her head, and the expression on her face gradually became gloomy.

Fortunately, in order to get this box of fragrant pills, she sent all the treasures she had to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the Prime Minister had been thinking of killing two birds with one stone.

"Why do you say that?"

Concubine Xi pursed her lips and told the story of the box of fragrant pills.

After listening to this, Jiang Lianzhu and Dr. Li suddenly realized why Concubine Xi's face looked so strange just now.

"Have you left any evidence in your hands? If the Emperor finds out what the Prime Minister has done, he will definitely not get any good results."

"I don't have any leverage against him." Concubine Xi said helplessly, with a bit of unwillingness brewing in her eyes.

She had lived in the harem like a fish in water for so many years. After the birth of the third prince, she successfully overthrew the queen. She was only a matter of a book of canonization from the emperor before she became queen.

Now he is being plotted against by a prime minister to such an extent that he is really blindfolded!

"Let's put this matter aside for now. Since the Prime Minister has the courage to do that, it means that he has already planned other things behind his back."

Concubine Xi sighed after a long time, her voice still filled with resentment.

"I will never make it easy for him."

Jiang Lianzhu and Dr. Li looked at each other and said nothing.

After Jiang Lianzhu prescribed Concubine Xi a dose of nourishing medicine, she followed Imperial Physician Li back to the third prince's bedroom.

Six doors.

From the water prison, the jailer called for a group of people to start eating.

Master Wang reluctantly opened his eyes and watched a jailer come in with a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, and reached out to take the two bowls.

When he touched the jailer's hand, he could feel something pressing in his palm. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and the expression on his face became much more serious.

"My lord asked you to deliver a message to me?" Lord Wang asked in a low voice.

He originally thought that he had been given up by the Prime Minister long ago, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Master Wang, just put this thing away. As for other things, there is no need to ask so many questions."

The jailer said casually, then picked up the food box at his feet and began to deliver meals to others.

Master Wang immediately shrank into the corner with two bowls and opened the note inside his hand.

The handwriting on it looked a bit unfamiliar, and he frowned slightly before jumping to the place where it was signed - completely different from what he thought, this note was actually sent by someone sent by Liao Yunchuan.

"Tsk, I'm locked in six doors. If you want to say something to me, do you need to be so mysterious?"

Master Wang sneered and complained in a low voice, and then read the note from the beginning.

He was in a nonchalant mood at first, but the more he looked at the back, the more tense his whole body became.

This, how could this be?

He felt layers of cold sweat on his back. Without saying a word, he tore the note into pieces and pressed it under the pile of straw. Then he raised his leg and knocked over the two bowls in front of him.

"I... officer, officer, I knocked the porridge and steamed buns to the ground. Can you send me some more?"

Master Wang, holding a bowl and a steamed bun stained with soil, crawled to the edge of the cell on his knees.

He shouted to the jailer standing beside him, tears almost falling.

"I, I'm very hungry. I just did this because I didn't pay attention. I will definitely be careful in the future!"

"I know, why are you screaming here?"

The jailer glared at him impatiently, and Master Wang immediately retracted his neck slightly, and then watched helplessly as the jailer brought two more bowls and placed them in front of him.

"This thing is new from the dining room. If you dare to do something like this next time, be careful not to let you eat until you are hungry all day!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Mr. Wang looked at the jailer's meaningful eyes and replied repeatedly, feeling relieved in his heart.

They say it was brought out from the dining room. This thing must be non-toxic now.

Mr. Wang wolfed down the steamed bun and the bowl of white porridge, and finally felt a lot more comfortable.

If he had known that the prime minister wanted to poison him to death, he should not have done so much to help him when he was in the village. If he didn't do it well, he would be the one who would suffer.

Mr. Wang thought angrily in his heart, and at the same time he began to think about what he should do in the future.

at the same time.

The jailer who delivered the meal had already reported the matter to Liao Yunchuan.

After hearing this, Liao Yunchuan also understood, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Then Mr. Wang is a smart person, and he knows what is best for him now."

"Isn't it true that people like him are very smart? After all, he can even do such unscrupulous things. So what if he betrays his former master now?"

Yang Fei followed suit unhurriedly.

The Prime Minister is also an arrogant person. I don't know that the informants he placed in the Six Doors have already been replaced by their own people.

The more he tried to calculate something through those hidden stakes, the clearer they knew what to do next.

"Boss, you said we should expose this matter directly, lest the prime minister continue to show off his power and cause trouble for ourselves."

Yang Fei suggested unhurriedly, feeling that what he just said was quite feasible.

The Prime Minister is a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Seeing that they have not made any resistance now, he dares to force them again and again.

If he knew that they were not easy to mess with, there wouldn't be so many things happening.

"Yang Fei, it's not that time yet, we still have to stand still for a while."

Liao Yunchuan did not agree with what Yang Fei just said.

"We don't have enough evidence in our hands. Besides, why should we think that the Prime Minister can't calculate this far?"

The words he just said immediately woke up Yang Fei. Yang Fei withdrew his face with a slightly arrogant smile: "According to the boss's intention, the prime minister may have planned these things. He’s guilty, we’re just his pawns?”

"Yes, it is indeed possible now.".