The beauty of the Hou family and the king's plan

There was a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Or do you want to kill the emperor to avenge your mother?

I advise you to give up this idea. If you can't beat the opponent, it will be a waste of your life."

Shen Baozhao raised the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

"Grandfather, are you making the choice for me?"

"Unfortunately, I don't like to listen to advice. I must avenge this vengeance. As for killing the emperor, how to kill him? I should think about it carefully.

Even if it fails, there are still hundreds of people in the Bo's Mansion to accompany my granddaughter. Regicide is a serious crime that will punish nine generations of the clan."

The old man stared at Shen Baozhao and saw her open her red lips and say such horrifying words.

He pointed a trembling finger at her: "You you you..."

"What's wrong with me? Oh, yes, and you, Grandfather. I don't want to kill you for now, not because I'm afraid of you.

I believe that if my father and my brother knew, their beloved father and grandfather was a shameless coward with despicable behavior.

I don’t think they will stop me from avenging my mother.”

The old man looked at Shen Baozhao who was getting closer and closer to him, and his cold words frightened him.

The eyes stared at him like a Shura from hell, and asked fearfully, "What do you want to do?"

Shen Baozhao quickly took out a golden needle from his waist and inserted it into the old man's Tianling acupoint.

As the needle slowly sank into the body, the old man collapsed in the chair, motionless and unconscious.

"Grandfather, please don't worry about what I want to do. Grandfather has worked hard for the Bo's Mansion for many years. It's time for him to take a good rest."

Shen Baozhao murmured to the old uncle.

Then, Xia Song was called over.

"When the old uncle saw that the old lady was not feeling well, he became anxious and fainted without even catching his breath.

Have someone carry him back to the study and ask the doctor to come and see him."

Although Xia Song was a little surprised, he never questioned what Shen Baozhao said. He immediately asked someone to send the old man away.

Shen Baozhao was confident that, apart from her master Luo Bucheng, no one could see through her skills, and no one could cure the old man's illness.

This is just to collect a small interest and let the old man spend the rest of his life in bed like the old lady.

Compared with her mother's life, it was really a bargain for them.

Shen Baozhao looked out the window and saw the sky was slightly bright. He listened to the sound of dripping water from the faucet and looked at the sky. It was about 3 p.m.

The old man was already unconscious, and she was unwilling to continue to play along. She even took Bixiao away, leaving only Nanny Lin and the little maid to serve the old lady.

In the faint morning light, he returned to Zhaoming Garden carrying the lantern.

Bixiao knew that the young lady had spent a lot of energy that night, so she thought about making the bed so that Shen Baozhao could have a good sleep.

But Shen Baozhao had no desire to sleep. He asked Bixiao to light the candle in the study and sat behind the desk to think carefully.

I originally thought that the matter of my mother's death would be settled once it was traced back to my uncle and his wife.

But who would have thought that the emperor would be involved, which is difficult to deal with.

Shen Baozhao closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and gently rubbed his forehead with one hand.

Moreover, she didn't know what the emperor coveted. Why did she suspect that it was hidden in her mother's dowry?

My mother's dowry was all prepared by Princess Yu.

Prince Yu's Mansion? Could it be that the source of this matter is related to Prince Yu?

Shen Baozhao kept searching in his mind for information about his grandfather, whom he had not seen for many years.

Obviously, she knew too little. Even in her previous life when she was by Xiao Yuanhuai's side, she had never dealt with anyone in Prince Yu's mansion.

In this life, he had only met Xiao Li, the young master of Prince Yu's Mansion, twice.

Whenever she thought of the look in Xiao Li's eyes when he looked at her that day at the Colosseum, she felt frightened.

That person has a very sharp mind and is not someone you can easily mess with.

Unless it was necessary, Shen Baozhao was unwilling to have too much contact with him.

After all, the use of Xuepo Pills to plot against the Sixth Prince was not completely flawless.

But no matter what, if you want to solve this mystery, you may have to contact Prince Yu and his wife.

They probably also want to know the truth about their mother's death, right?

Shen Baozhao guessed, but she was not sure.

"Bixiao."

Bixiao, who was waiting outside, heard Shen Baozhao's call and hurried in, stood with his hands hanging down, and obeyed the instructions.

"Send a message to Uncle Li today and ask him to keep an eye on Prince Yu's mansion. If Princess Yu goes out, send someone to report to me immediately."

Prince Yu has been missing for a long time, but his wife has been in the capital.

It was difficult to meet Prince Yu, but it was not difficult to meet the princess. However, how to meet her required careful consideration.

Shen Baozhao would laugh out loud whenever he thought of his father being foolishly expelled from Prince Yu's Mansion.

I was also thinking about finding a good time to tell my father and younger brother the whole story.

At dawn, Shen Baozhao finally felt tired. He asked Qingkong to make the bed, let down his hair, and prepare to rest.

Meanwhile, at Prince Huai's Mansion, Xiao Yuanhuai had already gotten up early and practiced swordsmanship for an hour.

He changed into a dark blue long gown with a right-front, cross-collar, and narrow sleeves and a pattern of plum branches in ink and wash, paired with a double-wrapped belt inlaid with silver, and a white and silver crown inlaid with jade and a lotus on his head.

He was dressed in a very noble manner, and his eyes were bright.

When An Yi saw it, he couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking secretly that Fourth Miss Shen would definitely fall in love with her master's appearance, no, her master's true heart.

Xiao Yuanhuai had no time to guess why the little dark guard was smiling so happily, so he just asked, "What news has been received from the prince?"

When An saw Xiao Yuanhuai asking the question, he quickly calmed down.

He reported with a serious face: "The spies in the Zhanshi Mansion reported back that the Crown Prince's preferred candidate for the Crown Princess should be Princess Duanning."

Duan Ning? Xiao Yuanhuai frowned. Why are they all eyeing the Princess's Mansion?

Do they really think that by marrying Duan Ning they can get the support of the Princess's Mansion and the Xue family?

Xue family...Xiao Yuanhuai pondered.

Since the founding of the dynasty, the Xue family has been a royalist party and has never participated in the fight for the throne among the princes.

As for the eldest princess, her legitimate sister, not only the prince, but even her half-brothers were not worthy of her attention.

The prince's plan is not easy to implement.

"Also, according to Guli, the prince seems to be particularly concerned about Fourth Miss Shen." Guli is the Western Region dancer who was sent to the prince's mansion.

With a "snap" sound, the wolf-hair brush in Xiao Yuanhuai's hand broke into two parts, and ink stained his palm.

He threw the pen on the table with disgust, as if he was throwing it at the prince.

"Let An Er lead a team to hide near the Ning'an Marquis's mansion day and night. If anything goes wrong with Fourth Miss Shen, I will hold him responsible."

An Yi was not only worried about his brother, but this was good news for An Er, as he could finally quit his job of washing toilets in the backyard.

Thinking of something else, An Yi continued to report: "Master, the people below have also discovered that the people from the Dali Temple are also keeping an eye on the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion."

An expression of surprise flashed across Xiao Yuanhuai's face.

Dali Temple Junior Official? Xiao Li? Why was he staring at the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion?