The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Huo Wuyou kissed him so deeply that Xue Zhiyi's consciousness became a little fuzzy, as if he was in the clouds.

The movements of his hands were clumsy and urgent, and his anxious breathing seemed to carry a burning sensation.

Indulging in such closeness, the two of them only had each other in their eyes at this moment, so much so that when the knock on the door sounded for the third time, Xue Zhiyi woke up from a dream and pushed Huo Wuyou away a little: "Someone is coming..."

"No matter who he is..." Huo Wuyou once again eagerly swallowed up her soft voice.

Xue Zhiyi's look full of lust made it difficult for him to control himself, and it had an allure that made him do anything for it.

Pushing him away again, Xue Zhiyi said, "Maybe... there's something urgent."

Huo Wuyou wanted to cry so much that he pounded the bed in frustration and said to the door in a slightly hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

Xue Zhiyi sat up straight and pulled up his collar to cover the snow-white shoulders that had just been exposed.

I heard the voice of Yan Gui from outside the door: "My Lord, I have something important to report."

The two looked at each other, Huo Wuyou closed his eyes, and let out a long and irritable sigh, feeling extremely sad.

Huo Wuyou's clothes were half-opened, and there was a rise and fall under his collarbone that was not visible when he was wearing clothes. Xue Zhiyi felt deeply regretful and reluctantly closed his collar: "Go."

Seeing Huo Wuyou looking extremely aggrieved, Xue Zhiyi considerately wiped off the traces of lip balm on his lips and neck.

Yan Gui entered the house, but he was still some distance away from the inner room where the wedding bed was, so he could not meet Xue Zhiyi. He just handed a secret letter to Huo Wuyou and left.

Holding the letter, Huo Wuyou sat on the wedding bed and read it with Xue Zhiyi in the light of the dragon and phoenix candles.

Xue Zhiyi was slightly surprised: "You have been arranging to keep an eye on Prince Cheng's secret agents in Huajing, and finally there is a result."

Huo Wuyou was unhappy about being disturbed on his wedding night, which added to his hatred for Prince Cheng. "It must be the news that was passed to Prince Cheng that made him take action. I only guessed that he had a spy in the palace, but I didn't expect the identity of his spy to be so surprising."

Xue Zhiyi got up from the bed, folded the letter, and placed it on the candle flame, letting the flames engulf the letter: "If your majesty's illness is related to Prince Cheng, then the cause of your majesty's serious illness is most likely..."

"Seven Days to Eliminate Hatred."

In an instant, a layer of coldness appeared in Huo Wuyou's eyes.

The Seven-Day Recipe for Eliminating Hatred can also be used as a chronic poison that can drain a person’s body bit by bit without being detected as toxic.

"Awan." Huo Wuyou also got off the bed. He hugged Xue Zhiyi from behind and said, "I have to go to the palace. Your Majesty cannot die yet."

If the emperor died, Gu Shichong, who was in Huajing, could control Huajing as quickly as possible and then ascend the throne.

Prince Cheng's purpose was definitely not to kill the emperor and let Gu Shichong take advantage of it, but the poison was not good, who knew if there would be any accidents? This matter concerned the life and death of the emperor, and also their lives and deaths, so Huo Wuyou dared not neglect it.

And he must enter the palace tonight. If someone wants to do something while the emperor is seriously ill, tonight is the best time - the emperor's trusted minister is getting married, and this is the weakest time around the emperor.

Xue Zhiyi naturally understood this truth. She turned around and held Huo Wuyou's face: "Be careful, don't make me a widow after my wedding."

Huo Wuyou clicked his tongue: "You have such a vicious tongue."

The person with the most experience in detoxifying this poison is Sui Yunlang. At this hour, Sui Yunlang must have been extremely drunk. It's a pity that he had to be dragged into the palace to do work while drunk.

……

Outside the palace gate.

Huo Wuyou only brought Yan Gui and a drunk Sui Yunlang.

As the commander of the Cavalry Battalion, according to the rules, if he had urgent matters to report to the emperor, he could ask for an audience at any time, and no one could prevent him from reporting.

However, Shen Qingwei, who was informing Huo Wuyou of the news, did not seem to be having a smooth journey.

As the emperor's personal guard, Shen Qingwei strictly abided by his duties and did not leave the palace tonight.

He looked anxious. "When I went to pass on the message, it was An Zhaoyi who was attending to the sick. She said that Your Majesty was seriously ill and had just fallen asleep after taking medicine. All things should be done with the health of the emperor in mind and should not be disturbed. As Your Majesty's personal guard, I cannot go to Jianzhang Palace to ask the Queen Mother to come forward."

After that, he continued, "Marquis Lin'an, what happened that made you so anxious to find His Majesty?"

But Huo Wuyou said, "It is precisely because your Majesty is seriously ill that I am here to see you for a very urgent matter."

In the face of Shen Qingwei's puzzled gaze, Huo Wuyou said: "Your Majesty, this time, perhaps it is not due to illness, but someone else has done something wrong. I brought a doctor here. We will know if there is a problem with the condition after a check."

Shen Qingwei was shocked and lowered her voice: "Lin'an Hou, what are you talking about? Even if you have doubts, how can you just say such things casually? What if someone hears it..."

"What can't others hear?"

Suddenly, a man walked out into the night. He was wearing black clothes and a golden crown, and he strode with his head held high. Behind him was a group of guards. It was Gu Shichong.

"Marquis Lin'an, you left your bride alone in the empty room on your wedding night and ran to the palace gate and spoke wildly. Are you crazy?" He narrowed his sinister eyes and looked at Huo Wuyou with a malice that could not be ignored.

Although the two did not openly quarrel with each other, they were both well aware of each other's secret confrontation. Otherwise, why would Gu Shichong come in such a hurry at night when he heard that Huo Wuyou was making a scene at the palace?

But Huo Wuyou turned around and faced Gu Shichong. He was still wearing red, but it was a wedding dress that he had not had time to change. The intricate beads on it shone brightly under the light of the torches. It did not seem cumbersome, but instead made his bright features look more charming.

Huo Wuyou no longer pretended to be cousins ​​with him, but just smiled slowly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Madam is just like me. She cares about your Majesty's health and knows what is important and what is not. Your Highness has never married, so he may not understand the feeling of a husband and wife being of one mind."

Gu Shichong sneered: He just picked up a woman he looked down upon, what is there to brag about?

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of bitterness in his heart, and unconsciously clenched his fists: "What happens to you and your wife has nothing to do with me, but if you dare to discuss my father's illness outside the palace gate, you will be courting death."

He glanced at Sui Yunlang, who was reeking of alcohol, and walked a few steps closer, stopping beside Huo Wuyou. "You brought an ignorant doctor into the palace. I don't know what your purpose is, but you broke into the palace at night, and you deserve to be killed. I can take you down naturally."

Huo Wuyou didn't look at him. Just like before, he casually put his hand on Gu Shichong's shoulder and said in a voice that only they could hear: "Your Highness, have you never thought about it? If there is really another hidden reason for His Majesty's illness, and the person who did it is not Your Highness, who else could it be?"

If he had not done anything wrong, then the most likely person was - Gu Shimin.

Huo Wuyou only felt Gu Shichong's breathing pause for a moment, and then he sneered: "Lin'an Hou, you have too many thoughts. If I let you into the palace, who knows if this person who tampered with my father's illness will become the king inexplicably after tonight?"

Hearing this, Huo Wuyou suddenly smiled, and that smile was as casual as usual: "Your Highness, as a prince, when will you be able to take charge of the gates of the palace? Since you have a way to let me into the palace, how can my every move not be under your Highness's eyes?"

In other words, since Gu Shichong can decide whether to let someone into the palace, the way he releases people naturally cannot be a legitimate method. What this means is that he has his own spies in the palace. Since he has spies in the palace, he naturally has a way to keep a close eye on Huo Wuyou's every move.

Gu Shichong was slightly stunned, somewhat regretting that his subconscious words had left him with room for criticism.

But Huo Wuyou said, "Since that's the case, Your Highness, why don't you make a bet and bet on whether the one who should die tonight is me or the one who really caused the trouble?"

Gu Shichong's eyes became alert and suspicious: what Huo Wuyou said was not without reason. If they could really find out that Prince Cheng harmed his father, then Gu Shimin would be completely finished. If they could not find out, Huo Wuyou, who broke into the palace at night, would also be dead. Not only would the position of the commander of the Cavalry Battalion be vacant, but this thief couple would also become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks.

Even...if his father died unexpectedly because of this, Huo Wuyou would be the regicide, and he, a prince who had no power to control the palace and knew nothing, could succeed to the throne with a clear conscience.

Thinking of this, he slapped away Huo Wuyou's hand on his shoulder, turned around and whispered a few words to the follower beside him, and the follower left.

Looking at Huo Wuyou, he showed contempt: A minister who only sees the immediate honor and favor and delusionally wants to gain merit through such means is really hopelessly stupid. He is just like that little bitch Xue Zhiyi, both are extremely short-sighted fools, and they are a perfect match!

"Marquis Lin'an really did everything he could to gain the favor of the emperor, but he only cares about the present and has no foresight. He is like the weeds after autumn and will not survive until spring."

Huo Wuyou seemed not to understand and just smiled and said, "After the winter, the wind is cold and bleak. It may not be just the weeds that can't survive until spring."