At this moment, Rong Xun in the Administrative Hall was calmly handling the documents at hand when he saw Su Ningde peeping into the hall at the door.
"Do you think you have a life so hard that you don't want to live anymore?"
Rong Xun suddenly uttered this, scaring Su Ningde, who was hiding behind the door, to quickly step out obsequiously and kneel in the middle of the hall.
"Your Majesty, this humble servant is just worried that Your Majesty is overworked and may not feel well."
Rong Xun, sitting high above, fixed his sharp eyes on Su Ningde kneeling on the ground. His blade - like, critical gaze swept over him constantly.
"So? Do you want to ask me why Lord Xu fled in a hurry just now, or do you want to know what this poisoned wine is for?"
After he finished speaking, Su Ningde was left speechless. Indeed, what Rong Xun said were exactly the questions he had hidden in his heart at this moment.
But he had no reason to know these things, and in fact, he didn't really want to know.
"Your Majesty, this humble servant doesn't want to know these things. This humble servant only knows one truth, that is, the more one knows, the shorter one's lifespan will be."
After he finished speaking, Rong Xun shifted his gaze away from him. It had to be said that this old man was quite smart.
"Since you know, then do your own job well. You can say what should be said, but as for what shouldn't be said..."
"This humble servant will definitely not talk too much, definitely not. Please rest assured, Your Majesty. This humble servant values his life more than anyone else. This humble servant's life was given by Your Majesty, and this humble servant is Your Majesty's man."
Hearing this, Rong Xun gave him a serious look. "If that's the case, then go out."
Receiving the "order to leave", Su Ningde heaved a sigh of relief. When he returned to the door of the hall, he finally understood why Xu Songming had fled in a hurry just now.
It wasn't just that there seemed to be a ghost behind; it was as if there was a judge from hell ready to take his life at any moment!
Thinking of this, Su Ningde shivered all over.
The living Yama, truly the living Yama! He was just an old man. If he couldn't afford to provoke, couldn't he just avoid?
...
In the main hall of the Cool Palace.
Tang Youyou was listlessly playing with the priceless ice - type jadeite bracelet in her hand. The maids below were all nervously staring at the thing in her hand.
Even Yi Ran beside her didn't dare to breathe loudly.
After a while, the main door of the hall was violently pushed open, and a flustered person rushed in from outside, scaring everyone present to immediately look at the bracelet in Tang Youyou's hand.
The bracelet was quietly lying in her palm at the moment. Tang Youyou calmly glanced at the flustered Qingyu.
"Did you eat explosives, or was your brain damaged by farts?" Tang Youyou said expressionlessly.
But Qingyu still had a panicked look on her face, and her voice unconsciously rose several pitches.
"Empress, something has happened to Guard Yue. Guard Yue is like a madman. He keeps biting others and... and torturing himself!"
Hearing this, Tang Youyou was slightly stunned at first, and then she quickly got up from the couch and rushed to the palace where Yue Fusheng was in a hurry.
At this moment, Yue Fusheng was disheveled, with grass fragments and dust in his hair. His eyes were blood - red as he was frantically punching the wall in the distance.
His finger joints were smashed to a bloody mess, but he seemed not to feel the pain and was still unconsciously punching.
The sporadic punches left many terrifying bloodstains on the wall. Tang Youyou said coldly with a straight face, "Someone, tie him up for this palace."
After she finished speaking, many servants rushed over in a hurry. They held ropes in their hands and slowly approached Yue Fusheng. The next second, more than a dozen people exerted their strength together and barely managed to control Yue Fusheng.
They controlled Yue Fusheng on the couch, with his limbs separated and tied to the four corners of the bed.
The helpless Yue Fusheng was still roaring at Tang Youyou, his mouth full of blood, like a fierce wild beast.
Tang Youyou remembered what Rong Xun had told her in the Nourishing Heart Hall that day. He had planted a poison bug in Yue Fusheng's body. Yue Fusheng needed to take the antidote every week, otherwise, he would suffer a great deal.
Thinking of this, the regret in Tang Youyou's heart welled up again. She quietly looked at Yue Fusheng. After a moment of contemplation, she turned around and left the palace.
She walked straight towards the Nourishing Heart Hall. Seeing Su Ningde at the door of the hall, she couldn't speak for a long time, and her eyes became moist.
She was pregnant with Rong Xun's child, but now she felt worse than dead.
In the distance, Su Ningde saw Tang Youyou coming alone. He walked over curiously and asked, "This humble servant pays respects to the Empress. I wonder what the Empress wants at this late hour?"
Tang Youyou really wanted to cry now, but she had to hold it back. She collected herself, hiding the panic in her eyes, and regained her usual proud look.
"Eunuch Su, this palace comes to the Emperor's bedroom so late. I'm sure the eunuch can guess why, right?"
Saying this, Tang Youyou casually glanced at Su Ningde.
Su Ningde, of course, was a sly old fox. He quickly led Tang Youyou to the door of the hall. "Empress, please wait a moment. This humble servant will go and report."
After a while, Su Ningde came out again and just made a "please" gesture towards Tang Youyou.
Tang Youyou walked forward without looking back. As soon as she stepped into the main door of the hall, Su Ningde locked the door behind her.
Who was this man guarding against? Her? Or Rong Xun inside?
Tang Youyou didn't think about it anymore. She quickly walked towards the inside of the hall. Seeing Rong Xun lying on the couch with his upper body bare, she shivered all over.
Maybe it had been a long time since she last saw Rong Xun like this, and she was a bit unaccustomed.
Rong Xun casually glanced at Tang Youyou and then lay silently on the dragon bed.
Tang Youyou was awkwardly standing there alone, not knowing what to do.
"Rong Xun, you..."
The next moment, Rong Xun closed his eyes as if pretending to sleep.
Tang Youyou was silent for a moment. Finally, she made up her mind. It seemed as if she had used all her strength, and finally only managed to blurt out a sentence.
"Rong Xun, could you please give me the antidote for Yue Fusheng?"
After she finished speaking, the person on the couch slowly opened his eyes. His eyes stared directly at Tang Youyou, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Tang Youyou looked at Rong Xun, but always felt that Rong Xun today was different from before. He brought her more of an unknown fear.
She really didn't like this kind of Rong Xun.
Rong Xun slowly sat up. His beautiful eyes sized up Tang Youyou from head to toe, as if he wanted to see through her.
Tang Youyou endured the fear in her heart and spoke again, "Rong Xun, as long as you can give me the antidote, I will agree to any request you make."
Hearing this, Rong Xun suddenly stood up. He strode towards Tang Youyou and casually picked her up by the waist.
By the time Tang Youyou realized it, the person in front of her had already thrown her heavily onto the couch.