“No.”
An Jiuyue shook her head.
“This kind of puppet won’t spread infection. The poison is inside their bodies, already differentiated. It’s only enough to turn them into puppets—in other words, they’re like painless killers, and rather inferior ones at that.”
“Phew!”
Eldest Brother Yan let out a heavy sigh of relief.
With that explanation, he felt reassured. He had heard from the commander of the Longhu Guards that the injured lad had even attempted suicide.
Fortunately, the commander had managed to talk him out of it, putting him in a cage and saying they would consult an expert before taking any further action—if all else failed, suicide could still be an option.
That had cald the situation down, preventing another loss of life.
“With the reassurance from my sis-in-law, I feel at ease now.”
“You feel at ease just like that?”
An Jiuyue looked at Eldest Brother Yan with a faint glimr in her eyes as she asked back.
“What do you an?”
As long as nobody died, why wouldn’t he be at ease? Eldest Brother Yan sensed an undertone in her words, and he turned his head to glance at Qian Jiyun.
“Both An Jiuyue and I believe that the trace of Half Puppet Poison isn’t all there is—the old emperor likely has plans for the Three Guards and the imperial guards,” Qian Jiyun said.
The old emperor’s nature was well-known to them; anyone who betrayed him would have to pay dearly, with their lives if necessary.
Now that the Three Guards and the imperial guards were in Eldest Brother Yan’s hands, how could he possibly tolerate this?
Even if it led to chaos throughout the land, he wouldn’t let Eldest Brother Yan ascend the throne so easily—he was still fighting for a second option for himself.
“Damn!”
Eldest Brother Yan gasped in shock.
The Three Guards and the imperial guards protected nearly half of Daqing Kingdom, not just the capital’s military strength but also other regions.
“If he dares to do this, he really has gone mad.”
He truly wanted to expose all of the mad tricks the old emperor was up to, but if the courtiers and the public learned that Daqing Kingdom was ruled by an emperor who valued human life so lightly, it would be the end of Daqing Kingdom.
“Sit down. Let’s sit and talk.”
“Prepare the morning al.”
After Qian Jiyun nodded, he instructed the servants to bring the breakfast, then he and An Jiuyue headed to the dining hall.
Inside the dining hall.
An Jiuyue was eating, while Qian Jiyun and Eldest Brother Yan were discussing matters, along with Xia Junfeng, who had just co in from outside.
“These are what we’ve managed to extract by questioning. The rest, those people simply won’t divulge,” Xia Junfeng reported what the captives from last night had confessed.
“Not just the Three Guards and the imperial guards, he also sent soone to the border, not even sparing the frontier?” Eldest Brother Yan could only chuckle in disbelief.
It was one thing for the Three Guards and the imperial guards to be in disarray—that would be an internal conflict diminishing the kingdom’s strength at most. But if the frontier descended into chaos and enemy states seized the opportunity to invade, that could lead to the downfall of the nation.
“Jiyun, you’re right—he really does want Daqing Kingdom to be buried with him,” Eldest Brother Yan said.
“Heh.”
Qian Jiyun, holding chopsticks and serving food to An Jiuyue, chuckled slightly.
Dealing with such a madman, nothing was beyond his capabilities; as long as it gave them a headache, the old emperor would do anything.
“I could provide you with a dicine for the old emperor to take,” An Jiuyue said while eating, lifting her head to look at the three others.
All three turned to look at her simultaneously; could the old emperor’s body endure the ravages of poison? Would he breathe his last as soon as he ingested it?
“What kind of dicinal properties?” Qian Jiyun asked.
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