NOVEL NEXT It must have been very difficult to beat someone like Zhao Yin.
But that excites Zhao Yi.
The stronger the opponent, the more interesting the success.
Besides, seeing his opponent falling into his schemes and stamped under his feet, while knowing nothing about who it was that was plotting against him until his death fascinates Zhao Yi.
For all these years, there have been many who plotted against Prince Yan but only he succeeded.
The reason is that he bears patiently and knows how to hit the target by one shot.
The most enraging and disheartening thing for a father is not that his sons are ambitious but that they are heartless, what’s worse is that they look forwards to his death.
That explained Emperor Huizong’s rage when he found out it was Prince Yan who cursed him.
Zhao Yi knows that at the moment, the Emperor is just carried away by rage. When he calms down, he certainly will become aware that something is wrong and start to investigate the whole thing.
But that will take some time.
He needs to make sure that Prince Yan wouldn’t return to power in this period.
So he made Princess Yan his second target.
When he decided to poison Princess Yan, he actually had some pity for her.
Men, especially extremely ambitious men usually indulge beauties.
Extreme beauty in particular.
Since they consider having a woman with devastating beauty a symbol of high status.
Princess Yan is one of those beauties.
If he had a better choice, he wouldn’t sacrifice her.
But there wasn’t a better choice.
Only if Qin died, that would enrage Prince Ding who considered his daughter as important as his life.
Prince Ding’s anger would certainly spread to Prince Yan.
Everything’s perfect.
But who told him that Qin was safe and sound?
When he heard that news from his subordinate, he was painting with a great mood in his study.
A drop of ink spots the blank space on the drawing, a painting of landscape which will be finished in any time soon is completely destroyed.
Zhao Yi still has a smile on his face and looks so gentle. But cold sweat has already appeared on the forehead of the man in black who’s on his knees. He knows clearly what craziness hides behind the gentle looks of his master.
“Yesterday you vowed solemnly to me that everything would go perfectly well, didn’t you?” Zhao Yi stops what he’s doing and asks coolly.
The man in black feels his throat tightens and says: “I, I am sure that Princess Yan has had that cup of poisonous honey water.”
“But right now she’s in the Palace of Happies with Prince Yan, safe and sound!” Zhao Yi’s voice becomes cold.
“You are good for nothing! Get out and get your punishment!”
The man in black leaves and looks ashen and defeated.
Zhao Yi looks at the flawed painting of landscape in front of him, reaches out his hand and slowly takes the drawing in his hand with a firm grip.
“Huh, Princess Yan. What a surprise.”
Ah Zhao is scared awake by a bad dream.
She dreamed that she walked alone in a dark place, with nobody nearby. Walking and walking, she grew more and more terrified. Then she missed a step and the sensation of weightlessness overwhelmed her.
“Ah!” A shake goes all over her body, and Ah Zhao wakes up with a start, her face streaming with sweat.
Zhao Yin, who has already walked around outside and just got into the chamber is startled by her.
“Are you training your voice in such an early time already, my Princess?” He’s first reaction is to scorn her.
Ah Zhao hasn’t sobered up yet. Seeing him all of a sudden, she feels that she meets her savior. Though her legs are still numb, she climbs up and throw herself right into him without any other words.
Zhao Yin: “…”
He is stunned by her throwing her soft and sweet body at him.
He is completely numb and says coldly: “It’s still early and you are throwing yourself at me, my Princess.”
Listen carefully, besides coldness, he also sounds nervous and uneasy.
Zhao Yin stops before he finishes his sentence.
Because he sees her ghastly pale face.
The body he’s holding is still shaking slightly.
She seems like she’s overcome with fear. Zhao Yin finally realizes that.