Chapter 14#

When Guan Mingyue led the Dali Temple in the open, and Chu Ruiyuan’s spies investigated the poisoning case in the dark, I returned to the Prime Minister’s residence, whiter and fatter.

After this incident, almost no one was missing from the Prime Minister’s residence and my Tea Classic Pavilion.

Except for the manager of the Tea Classic Pavilion who was in charge of purchasing, and my fellow countryman and concubine, Fang Xueying.

I was surprised that Fang Xueying was actually involved, and the entire Prime Minister’s residence was surprised.

It turned out that the whole case of murdering the imperial heir went like this.

When Chu Ruiyuan was fourteen, the late Imperial Noble Consort gave birth to a prince for the late Emperor, which led to me taking Chu Ruiyuan out of the palace to relax, him falling in love with my brother at first sight, wanting to seize him after ascending the throne, me volunteering to be my brother’s substitute and thus gaining a friend with benefits with a big tool, good skills, and a handsome face… I don’t know if you still remember this series of old events from more than ten years ago?

The problem lies with the prince born to the late Imperial Noble Consort and the late Emperor.

More than ten years have passed, and this imperial brother, Prince Ning, has grown to be seventeen this year.

As he grew up, his heart also grew bigger. And even if his own heart wasn’t big, there would always be an undercurrent in the court of people who wanted to be “ministers who followed the dragon” to make his heart big for him.

The CEO of this dynasty is in his prime, but there is only one Consort Shu who has converted to Buddhism in the harem, and only one young prince among his heirs. This Prince Ning then had the idea of “passing the throne to the younger brother if there is no son” in the future.

Once he had this idea, there were naturally people who wanted to execute it with him.

They thought about it and felt that it was not easy to act in the palace, so they turned their attention to me.

Although Chu Ruiyuan and I acted in a low-key manner and made some preparations to cover our tracks, there is no wall in the world that is not airtight. People with connections and intentions may not be able to see it, but most of them are afraid of the imperial power and dare not expose it.

There is a strategist under Prince Ning who is one of those people with connections, intentions, and dares to expose it to Prince Ning.

When Prince Ning heard about it, he thought of poisoning the food and drink at my place.

But how to poison scientifically is also a science.

If the amount is wrong, it won’t kill people; if the time is wrong, the wrong person will be poisoned; even if the amount and time are right, you have to find a way to poison first.

It was also the little prince’s fate to have this calamity.

My Tea Classic Pavilion has a tea cake called “Tan Gui Cake,” which has always been the little prince’s favorite. But there is a spice in the Tan Gui Cake that is cold in nature. Adults are fine after eating it, but children might have a stomachache. So I asked the chef to try more than ten recipes and finally found a substitute with a similar taste and harmless to eat.

However, that substitute is a spice from the Western Regions, and its price is comparable to gold. So I bought this spice and only used it in the little prince’s cakes.

This matter involves the prince’s diet, so I was naturally very careful. From the procurement of ingredients to the chef in the backyard, they were all people selected by Chu Ruiyuan’s spies. When they came, the eunuchs who served them and knew what they both ate were only the eunuchs who came with Chu Ruiyuan.

But there were two times when Fang Xueying came to see me and ran into them, the four of us had a meal together.

So he also knew about the little prince’s fondness for “Tan Gui Cake.”

Later, at a tea party for noble ladies in the capital, when everyone was talking about parenting, he sighed: “A friend’s child likes to eat ‘Tan Gui Cake,’ and there is something cold in the cake, but the adults don’t know how to control it.”

Originally, he just said it casually, but unfortunately, the listener had intentions.

In his circle of best friends, there was actually a member of Prince Ning’s party. Every time she attended Fang Xueying’s gathering, she would report what she had heard and seen in detail to Prince Ning that night.

There are also experts in Prince Ning’s party. They actually deduced seven or eight parts of the matter from Fang Xueying’s few words and my building’s purchase of spices from the Western Regions. Then, with the idea that the opportunity should not be missed, they started with the merchants from the Western Regions and mixed some poison that was very harmful to young children into the spices.

That’s how it happened.

To be precise, Fang Xueying and the manager in charge of purchasing, one with a loose tongue who leaked imperial secrets, and the other who failed to detect the problem with the spices, are not innocent.

But I feel that they are indeed not guilty enough to die.

But Chu Ruiyuan’s vermilion brush imperial edict circled them and dozens of Prince Ning’s party members to be beheaded together.

Because of unintentionally leaking the news and carelessly failing to detect the problem, that’s just Fang Xueying and the manager’s side of the story.

Fang Xueying’s “best friend” and the merchant from the Western Regions insisted that the two of them were also accomplices.

Both sides’ statements were just empty words without any solid evidence.

But since it concerned the imperial heir, Chu Ruiyuan would rather kill the wrong person than let them go.

I knelt in his palace for Fang Xueying for a whole night. The next day in court, he still issued the edict as such.

Before Chu Ruiyuan went to court, I grabbed the hem of his clothes and made a final struggle, wanting him to change Fang Xueying’s beheading to exile.

He looked at me for a long time and finally said: “Jun’an… I am your master, your man, but I am also the ruler of this country.”

I immediately let go of the hem of his clothes.

I guess I was careless after ten years of happy hookups.

In recent years, our relationship has become closer and closer. Privately, we have long lost the sense of restraint between a monarch and a subject. So I defined him in my heart as a bed partner, a close friend… and even a more intimate lover.

But he is, after all, the ruler of a country.

A Son of Heaven and monarch born and raised in an imperial family.

When he talked to me after my sister-in-law’s death back then, I still knew clearly in my heart that a monarch is ruthless, and the love of an imperial family is not worth much. Anyone who conflicts with the country and royal power will be pushed out as cannon fodder.

But after spending a long time together, I inevitably treated him as an ordinary person, a person with flesh, blood, and a heart.

Yeah, his handsome face and the harmony of our movements in bed made a huge contribution to the erosion of my belief.

When I figured out that begging was useless, I stopped begging him.

Of course, there is another very important reason why I stopped begging him.

I suddenly remembered that when my sister-in-law died of difficult labor and I asked my gay friend to examine the body, Divine Doctor Jiang gave me a feign death pill called “Gui Qu.”

After nearly ten years, I rushed back to the Prime Minister’s residence and searched for a long time before I found the medicine from the “safe” place in my mind back then.

Since that day when Chu Ruiyuan and I parted unhappily before he went to court, I hadn’t seen him for nearly ten days.

The day before Prince Ning’s accomplices were to be beheaded, I still took the initiative to enter the palace.

“Fang Xueying is my concubine in name after all, and the manager of our Prime Minister’s residence for more than a year. If she is beheaded and displayed in public at the Meridian Gate like others, our Prime Minister’s residence cannot afford to lose this face. Please grant her a cup of poisoned wine and let her commit suicide in the sky prison,” I said to Chu Ruiyuan.

He thought for a moment and then nodded and said: “Okay.”

I continued: “Although she and I only have a relationship in name, she is after all the concubine I personally took in. Please allow me to see her off tomorrow.”

Chu Ruiyuan looked at me for a long time and finally nodded and said: “Okay.”

I stayed in the palace that night and banged with him again. I didn’t leave the palace until early the next morning.

Alas, men, it’s too hard not to be moved by a beauty with a big tool and good skills.

After banging, while Chu Ruiyuan was satisfied, I begged to be alone with Fang Xueying when I saw her off for the last time.

So, everyone else in the sky prison retreated, leaving only me and my fellow countryman Fang facing each other.

“Oh my god, what’s with that sad face of yours!” Miss Fang, who had been treated with courtesy during this time, smiled when she saw me. “I’ve been a manager in your Prime Minister’s residence for two years, and I’ve hooked up with all kinds of beauties. This life has been worth it!”

Seeing that I didn’t speak, he said again: “Maybe after I go, I’ll transmigrate into an emperor. Not only will my giant bird under my crotch come back, but I’ll also have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines to fuck!”

I sighed deeply, then smiled and said: “You can’t go for the time being. If you want to find the one you lost, you’ll have to wait a few more decades.”

“What?!” My fellow countryman looked confused.

I poured the poisoned wine from the cup in my hand into the corner of the wall, then handed him the “Gui Qu.” “Here, a feign death pill, have you seen it? Take this medicine and you’ll sleep for ten days. I’ve already contacted a friend to take your ‘corpse’ out of the capital. Ten days later, you’ll be a ’new widow’ with money and a travel permit.”

“Holy shit! This thing of yours is high-end, Romeo and Juliet!” Fang Xueying took the medicine and looked at it with admiration.

“Cut the crap, I only like those with a dick below. Only a ghost would die with you like this.” I laughed for a while, then put on a serious expression and urged: “There’s not much time, hurry up and take the medicine. From now on, you’ll be alone, be careful of everything.”

Fang Xueying cupped his hands at me and said: “Brother, great kindness needs no thanks! I’m afraid I can’t repay you in this life. If there is a next life, I will definitely repay this kindness by tying grass and holding a ring in my mouth.”

I waved my hand at him, “What kindness or not. If you live a free and easy life in the future and don’t disgrace the name of a transmigrator, then this pill of mine will not have been wasted.”

So, Fang Xueying took the “Gui Qu.”

Then he “died.” After the coroner of the Dali Temple came to examine the body, he was buried in a mass grave. On the eighth night, he was dug out by Senior Brother Jiang and brought back to their sect to stay temporarily.

I have to say, having Guan Mingyue and Divine Doctor Jiang, this pair of gay senior and junior brothers as friends, is one of the greatest lucks of my life.

Fang Xueying “died,” and I became a widower. My brother and I are two widowers in the Prime Minister’s residence, which is also impressive.

And after this great change, my mother had to take over the management of the Prime Minister’s residence again.

Then she and my father ordered me to close the unlucky Tea Classic Pavilion that had been involved in two imperial disputes.