The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

In the Hall of Eternal Life, Xue Zhiyi, Huo Wuyou and Shen Qingwei stood together, looking at An Zhaoyi's firm and resolute appearance, which was completely different from her former expression. They couldn't help but sigh: Prince Cheng actually has such a loyal person in his hands.

An Zhaoyi's attitude made the emperor even more furious: "It was I who doted on you and gave you wealth and glory! You are nothing but a dancer and a slave! Without me, how could you be here today!? You took advantage of my love to poison me, but that poison is rare and hard to come by. If you don't have an accomplice, where did this poison come from!? If you don't confess the truth, I will skin you alive and tear your bones to pieces to get the truth out of you, and then I will torture you to death and punish your entire clan!"

After saying this, he started coughing rapidly again, as if he was going to die in an instant.

What An Zhaoyi didn't know was that that night was not the first time Sui Yunlang met the emperor.

Since the emperor fell ill, Huo Wuyou felt something was wrong, so he introduced Sui Yunlang to the emperor. Sui Yunlang noticed that the emperor's symptoms were similar to Xue Ruoyu's, as if they were both given a seven-day prescription to cure their hatred by a slow poison. Sui Yunlang was not completely sure about this matter, so he naturally did not tell the emperor.

It was not until the wedding night that Huo Wuyou was sure that the poison in the emperor's body was the Seven Days to Eliminate Hate. He rashly broke into the palace only to ask the emperor to allow their plan - to use the emperor's trick against him and lure the poisoner into taking action.

But An Zhaoyi laughed out loud, as if the emperor's threat was as light as a feather in her eyes.

"I am just an orphan without a name. If Your Majesty can really help me find my nine clans, I will be grateful. As for my life, I have been ready to die since I entered the palace!"

Before she finished her words, she suddenly broke free from the guards' grip and rushed towards the pillars of the hall with determination.

Fortunately, Huo Wuyou was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before she touched the pillar, he grabbed the back of her collar and pulled her back.

The guards rushed forward and held An Zhaoyi tightly, not daring to relax even a little.

An Zhaoyi's beautiful eyes were ferocious, and she looked at the already weak emperor sitting high up with a mocking look: "Your Majesty, do you really think that your little favor is so desirable?"

When these words came out, the emperor was suddenly stunned.

But An Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Your Majesty said that I failed your favor. In fact, when you dared to take a dancer without nine clans into the palace, you had already let your lust override your reason. Why bother talking about love or not? I will not be grateful to Your Majesty for this, because your old and rotten body makes me sick. If I didn't have something in my heart that I wanted to accomplish until my death, I simply couldn't stand being by your side day and night."

It was probably the first time that the emperor, who was above everyone else, was humiliated like this, and by a dancer who came from a humble background and was promoted to a high position by him step by step. The emperor pointed at An Zhaoyi with a trembling finger, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

An Zhaoyi laughed out loud: "Yes, I have always had another man in my heart. This is why I want Your Majesty to die. It has nothing to do with any conspiracy, and no one is instructing me! I want to do it myself!"

Before An Zhaoyi finished speaking, the emperor's entire face had turned red, and he seemed to be having trouble breathing.

Xue Zhiyi cried out in his heart that this was not good. If the emperor was really angered to death by An Zhaoyi at this moment, the situation in Huajing would probably change.

"Take An Zhaoyi away first, and call the imperial physician immediately!"

Out of sight, out of mind. The emperor has been shouting his head off but has not found out anything yet. It is better to get rid of this risk that could cost the emperor's life first.

The guards should have been mobilized by Shen Qingwei, but in this situation, everyone was worried that something might really happen to the emperor, so they didn't care about much and hurriedly did as Xue Zhiyi ordered.

The imperial physician who hurried over gave the emperor medicine and acupuncture, and he finally recovered his breath. The empress dowager and the queen also came over after hearing the news.

The queen breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally at ease.

After all this fuss, it turned out to be the emperor's own idea... I guess Prince Gong had guessed this a long time ago, so he sent a message to her to keep her troops in place to avoid any trouble.

……

When Xue Zhiyi returned to Lin'an Marquis Mansion, he was already exhausted.

In the bedroom, the wedding decorations had not yet been taken down, and the whole place was filled with joy, as if time had stopped at the wedding night, waiting for the newlyweds to return.

After bolting the door, Huo Wuyou stretched himself and said, "I'm so sore from sleeping on the bed in the prison. I can finally have a good rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a warmth on his back...

After a slight pause, Huo Wuyou chuckled softly, turned around, and hugged Xue Zhiyi who was hugging him from behind: "I haven't seen you for a few days, did you miss me?"

Xue Zhiyi said nothing, but just let out a long sigh, as if his heartstrings had been loosened, and his tense body also relaxed.

Although it was only a few days, she had not had a single moment of peace of mind during these days.

An Zhaoyi was gambling, and so were they? If there was any omission in this matter, or if the emperor made a mistake, Huo Wuyou might really be charged with murdering the emperor.

And what they did in front of Gu Shichong in the prison that day was to make Gu Shichong realize that there was something wrong with them and guess that they were setting up a trap, so that he would be afraid to intervene in the matter again.

Not only that, from the very beginning, they concealed the truth from the emperor and passed false information to Prince Cheng through secret agents, making Prince Cheng mistakenly believe that the emperor wanted to kill him, just to lure out the snake and make Prince Cheng's people make mistakes in desperate situations.

As expected, this false news triggered An Zhaoyi's theft of the tiger talisman tonight.

Only Xue Zhiyi and Huo Wuyou knew how daring and thrilling it was for them to fool the Emperor, Prince Sheng and Prince Gong.

Thinking back on it all, she felt terrified.

Seeing her silence, Huo Wuyou knew exactly what she was thinking. His large hands supported Xue Zhiyi's back and neck, giving her a temporary support to relax her body.

"I don't miss you." Burying his head in Huo Wuyou's shoulder, Xue Zhiyi's voice was muffled: "I just felt sleepy after all the trouble."

Rubbing her head, Huo Wuyou said, "Then take a rest."

There was a floor heating in the bedroom, and it was as warm as spring. The two of them lay down on the couch with their bodies limp. They lay down in their clothes, and within a few breaths, without even having time to take off their shoes, they fell into a dream unexpectedly.

……

When he woke up the next day, Xue Zhiyi felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling and it seemed to be noon.

When she sat up, she realized that she was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but she was covered with a quilt, and the embroidered shoes she had taken off were quietly placed beside the bed. When she looked beside her, there was no Huo Wuyou.

"Qiuyun?" she called while rubbing her head.

Hearing her waking up, Qiuyun, Suyue and a few little maids came in carrying toiletries.

"Where is the Marquis?" she asked.

Su Yue said: "The Marquis was summoned by His Majesty and went to the palace early in the morning."

"Entering the palace? Did he tell her what it was about?" She was always a little nervous.

"He didn't say anything to us, but the Marquis left something for the young lady." Su Yue said, nudging Qiu Yun with her elbow, and Qiu Yun handed her a letter.

Xue Zhiyi unfolded the letter and saw the words written in vigorous and powerful strokes: "Although this case has been solved, there are still matters that need to be investigated. Please don't worry about it, Awan. Your husband will return home as soon as possible in a few days to comfort you from missing me."

So that’s how it is… Xue Zhiyi finally felt relieved.

There were two pages of letter paper, and Xue Zhiyi turned to the next page.

"Awan's black hair seems to have the fragrance of orchids, probably because of the floral water used to comb her hair. I could still smell it faintly in my dream last night, and it seems to linger in my mind this morning, making me reluctant to leave for a long time. I dare to ask Awan to use this floral water again on the day I return home."

Xue Zhiyi: “…”

She folded the letter and found a place to hide it... She had important things to do and had no time to write something that couldn't be seen by anyone. It was rare for her to have a peach blossom madness in winter.

Even as she thought this, she still sniffed her hair quietly.