The legitimate daughter becomes cannon fodder? Rebirth to overthrow the system's fatality

The long funeral procession moved forward slowly like a winding dragon. The coffin was covered with gorgeous brocade, embroidered with dragon patterns that symbolized the majesty of the royal family. The palace maids and eunuchs were all dressed in plain white mourning clothes, bowing their heads and weeping silently.

The officials followed behind, some pretending to be sad but glancing around from time to time; others were truly sad, their steps unsteady and shaky. The two princes walked in front, their expressions solemn and serious.

The streets were lined with people, looking at this grand and depressing scene with curiosity or awe.

Paper money fell like snow, and funeral music echoed in the air.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up a corner of the coffin curtain, faintly revealing the corner of the emperor's clothes inside, as if he had something unfinished to say, or as if he was reluctant to leave the palace for the last time.

Everyone knelt down in fear, not daring to look up. The atmosphere became increasingly solemn. Only the sound of mourning music lingered in the ears for a long time, telling the life story of the deceased emperor.

Many people were talking about it, and also mentioned that many years ago, the coffin of the prime minister's original wife was lifted three times without moving, and it turned out that she was murdered.

Chu Ze's heart skipped a beat and he said sternly, "Keep going!"

The funeral went relatively smoothly all the way to the imperial mausoleum.

The next step is to prepare for the new emperor's ascension to the throne.

Cheng Jiuyuan received one message after another, but there was not a single word about her grandparents, as if the two elders had disappeared.

Mu Jin hurried in: "Miss, King Rui is here again."

Cheng Jiuyuan frowned. Why was he coming to the prime minister's residence instead of waiting in the palace to ascend the throne?

After a while, Chu Ze appeared at the door of the room.

"Please don't be upset if you come here uninvited."

"If I get angry, will you leave?"

Chu Ze curled his lips: "Of course not."

"In three days, it will be my coronation ceremony, and everything will be settled."

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at him coldly: "Now that the dust has settled, can I leave the house now?"

"Of course you can. You know I don't want to trap you."

Now that her father is dead, no matter how skilled she is in medicine, she cannot bring the dead back to life. Everything is under his control.

"What about my grandparents?"

"The two elders will naturally come to attend our wedding banquet."

Cheng Jiuyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Chu Ze, do you mean to lock up my grandparents for three years?"

When the emperor passed away, he had to observe mourning for three years.

Chu Ze smiled and said, "Don't worry, your grandparents are safe now. I will serve them with delicious food and drink every day. Yuan'er looks so pretty even when she's angry..."

As he spoke, he slowly approached Cheng Jiuyuan, wanting to touch her long hair.

Cheng Jiuyuan didn't move his head, his eyes were slightly cold.

Chu Ze thought that she was considering the two elders of the Pei family and accepted her fate. He was delighted and his hand moved closer and closer.

Suddenly, the 'jade hairpin' on Cheng Jiuyuan's head moved. If Chu Ze hadn't retracted his hand quickly, he would have been bitten.

"Green Frost Snake?" Chu Ze was surprised when he saw the little thing on her head.

Cheng Jiuyuan curled her lips: "I advise you to just talk and don't make any moves."

Chu Ze rubbed his fingers, still feeling frightened, and suddenly laughed again.

"Interesting, you are worthy of being the disciple of the Judge of Life and Death. But Yuan'er forgot that I said that if I am poisoned or unwell..."

Cheng Jiuyuan picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then threw the teacup on the table, making a crisp sound.

"King Rui should have heard of 'It is better to die in glory than live in dishonor', right? If you provoke them, both sides will be destroyed. You have been planning for so long, you don't want to end up with nothing, right?"

Chu Ze's face froze, "One day, I will make you stay by my side willingly."

After Chu Ze finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Cheng Jiuyuan reached out and touched the little blue frost on his head as if to comfort him. The little snake retracted its tongue and continued to coil around his head as a decoration.

Chu Ze was trustworthy and withdrew the secret guards outside the prime minister's residence.

Cheng Jiuyuan did not go out until midnight, when she quickly left the prime minister's residence under the cover of darkness.

The lights in the Shadowless Hall are bright.

"My Lord, my Shadowless Hall is just a small underworld gang, and I am just a businessman. If you suddenly...if we are discovered, even ten lives of mine will not be enough to pay for it!"

Oh my God! When he opened his eyes, he saw Prince Chen appearing in front of the bed holding a corpse. Judging from the corpse's attire, it turned out to be the late emperor who had passed away not long ago.

He was so frightened that he lost his mind and tried his best to persuade the old man in front of him to find another place to live.

"Yuan'er said that you are a trustworthy person."

He Chen said proudly: "She has a conscience. I, He, am naturally reliable. When traveling in the martial arts world, trust is the most important thing..."

"No, even if I, He, am trustworthy, you can't cheat me like this..."

As he was speaking, he saw a dark shadow floating over.

"Cheng Jiuyuan, you came at the right time, look at this..."

Cheng Jiuyuan bowed to He Chen and said seriously: "Brother He, you are the safest here. Please be flexible."

"It's not that I'm not flexible. We are doing business and we have our own taboos. You killed someone..."

Even if it was the late emperor, he was dead.

"The Emperor is not dead."

He Chen widened his eyes: "Not dead?"

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at Chu Heng, and Chu Heng nodded.

Cheng Jiuyuan walked to the couch and put a pill into Emperor Zhaolie's mouth.

Within a quarter of an hour after Emperor Zhaolie took the pill, his face regained some color, his pulse and breathing returned, but he was still unconscious.

He Chen rubbed his eyes hard. Such an incredible scene happened right before his eyes.

Cheng Jiuyuan squatted down and continued to take Emperor Zhaolie's pulse.

Cheng Jiuyuan withdrew his hand, his face serious.

"how?"

Cheng Jiuyuan shook his head: "The poison was very strong. Fortunately, my medicine protected the emperor's heart in time, leaving him with a glimmer of hope. It is difficult to detoxify, but fighting poison with poison may be a try. But the emperor's health is not good, I am afraid..."

"Does that mean there is no hope?"

"My master has a golden cicada in his hand, which can slowly absorb the toxins from the body. This method is relatively safe. But after the detoxification, the emperor will need at least three months to wake up, or even longer."

Chu Heng frowned and murmured: "March..."

"Yes, the capital is really not a safe place now."

Chu Heng looked at the unconscious Emperor Zhaolie, then looked at Cheng Jiuyuan, as if he had made up his mind.

"There is a place that is absolutely safe."

He Chen listened to the conversation between the two and guessed most of it.

"Wait, you said the emperor was poisoned?"

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at He Chen and explained, "That's right, King Rui killed the king and seized the throne, so we are borrowing it from you."

He Chen opened his mouth wide: "Poisoning my own father!"

Even though his own father was such a spendthrift, he didn't dare say a word for fear of thunder when it rained.

Prince Rui actually dared to poison his own father, the Emperor.

“This is unforgivable!”

"Master He."

"Ah?" He Chen looked at Chu Heng.

"My father will have to stay with you for a few more days, please..."

"That's fine. It's an honor for me, He, to have the emperor stay in my small gang for a few days."

Cheng Jiuyuan curled her lips and smiled.

She was not wrong about him. Although He Chen seemed unreliable on the surface, he was actually very honest and kind.

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at Chu Heng: "Where are you planning to send the emperor?"

"Can you ask Master Yan to go to Liping?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiuyuan already understood what he was going to do.

"Okay. I'll give you acupuncture first to temporarily suppress the poison and ensure your life is safe for the next half month."