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Chapter 872

Chapter 872

The news that the Crown Princess was poisoned and forced to death in the East Palace Courtyard quickly spread.

Emperor Ming was furious when he heard this. In anger, he almost kicked over the incense burner in the alchemy room: "You are a traitor! You are a traitor!"

He also wanted to ask Cang Qiao to find a way to cover it up, but that bastard did this and even threatened the commander of the imperial army in public!

"Your Majesty, you must not do it. If this incense burner falls over, it will offend the immortal!" Several old Taoist priests in the alchemy room were so frightened that they all came up and hugged Emperor Ming's legs.

Emperor Ming endured it again and again, and then said angrily: "Let go! Get out of here!"

The old Taoist priests quickly fled.

A voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, calm down, your health is important."

When Emperor Ming heard Cang Qiao's voice, he immediately looked over, but this time he did not greet him as happily as usual.

He said with a cold face: "You still know how to come to my place! Aren't you the good niece who stays with you every day?"

Cang Qiao looked at Emperor Ming and said leisurely: "Your Majesty is joking. That girl Lan Ruo was greatly frightened during the assassination in the Queen's Palace. She was too sick to get out of bed, so I went there more often."

Emperor Ming did know that Ming Lanruo was bedridden and even fell into a coma.

He secretly thought that it would be better for that damn girl to go see the King of Hell.

If he hadn't been worried about Cang Qiao and worried about his illness, he would have had that annoying girl killed long ago!

Emperor Ming sat behind the table and snorted: "You remember clearly how Xiao Guanyin took care of you for several years, and you repaid your kindness to her daughter."

Cang Qiao smiled slightly: "If I am the kind of ungrateful person, would Your Majesty dare to use and trust me?"

These words made Emperor Ming choke for a moment. When he thought about it, it was the same reason.

Emperor Ming narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "Haha, I think this Dongchang Killing God is very affectionate."

He paused: "But I see that you treat Ming Lanruo more out of guilt and compensation, right? After all, the things you have done are indeed cruel enough, which makes me look at you with admiration."

Cang Qiao paused and said calmly: "Yes, no matter what I have done, it was to be loyal to His Majesty."

Emperor Ming patted his hand gently and smiled happily: "I just like your kind and cruel look."

Cang Qiao lowered her long eyelashes and placed the soup cup in her hand on the table: "I stewed the soup with my own hands. Please drink it to clear your mind. Don't worry too much about the prince's affairs."

Emperor Ming looked at the soup cup and sighed: "Ai Qing still misses me the most. I also liked your cooking skills the most back then. The stewed medicinal food tastes better than the one in the imperial kitchen."

As he spoke, his face turned ugly: "That treacherous son, just a half-waste princess, can provoke him into losing his temper, forcing him to kill that woman in public, what a waste! Zhou'er has always been calm before, why did he change?

It’s like this!”

Cang Qiao sat lazily at the bottom: "Listening to your Majesty's words, father and son still have a deep love. Do you want to protect the prince?"

Shangguan Zhou was afraid that he had fallen into someone's trap, so he lost his composure in public and forced the princess to be killed.

Emperor Ming's expression was very complicated: "Zhou'er is a talented person. He has done very well in the Ministry of Household Affairs over the years. He has done well in both the national treasury and my private treasury to my liking."

There was a sarcastic light in Cang Qiao's eyes. To put it bluntly, she still couldn't bear Shangguan Zhou's ability to make a fortune.

He raised his eyebrows: "Actually, it's not that we can't protect the prince."

"Oh! My dear, please tell me!" Emperor Ming's eyes lit up immediately.

Cang Qiao said slowly and calmly: "The most suitable person in the Manchu Dynasty to protect the prince is the Zhou family. The Zhou family is the mother family of the queen. As long as they do not pursue the death of the queen and come forward to protect the prince, the officials will not be able to say anything."

"This is a method, but how can the Zhou family protect the crown prince? They are putting up this drama just to force me to depose the crown prince!" Emperor Ming's eyes were filled with annoyance when he mentioned this.

Cang Qiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "As long as you find a reason to demote the King of Qin, take off his title of King of Qin, or even hand him over to Dongchang, won't you be able to force the Zhou family to sacrifice his son to protect His Highness the Crown Prince!"

When Emperor Ming heard this, his expression changed unpredictably: "The way to remove the fuel from the cauldron is that Aiqing's brain is really easy to use. The civil and military affairs of the whole dynasty are not as good as yours. This is why I value you, but..."

Losing the other son he values ​​the most to protect the other...

"Your Majesty, are you afraid of hurting King Qin's heart? You hand King Qin over to Wei Chen, and Wei Chen promises to 'protect' him." Cang Qiao slowly stroked the white jade finger with a gentle smile.

Seeing Emperor Ming walking down with a headache, spinning around on the ground, looking uncomfortable.

Cang Qiao was sitting as steady as a rock, in a good mood. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh. I wonder which piece of flesh his Majesty would choose to cut off?
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