Quickly wear: The heroine of the sadistic novel cultivates the ruthless way!

When he heard the word "Shi Ran", the Holy One at the head was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a cold expression.

However, the Holy See looked at the queen who was standing there with her head bowed and respectfully, and said in a cold voice, "Queen, please step aside first."

When the Queen bowed meekly and was about to leave, the Holy Master suddenly narrowed his eyes and said something meaningful.

"I remember that Mrs. Wu Yihou seems to be from the same clan as the queen. Now, it is you, the queen, who have led the people to kill the Wu Yihou Mansion. It is really sad."

These words made Cen Jing, who was kneeling below, look up in shock.

The Queen actually still has this relationship with Wu Yihou's Mansion.

He had never heard of it.

Shi Ran has never mentioned it.

The queen didn't look panicked at all, she just lightly blessed her body.

"Your Majesty is joking. She is just a clan sister, so there is no need to be ruthless. Moreover, I am just your Majesty's queen. Other than that, I have no other identity."

His Majesty looked at the Queen in silence for a long time, and finally waved his hand for the Queen to retreat.

He believed the Queen's words.

After all, the queen has never seen how to take care of the young lady from Wu Yihou's mansion in all these years.

She was just from the same clan, but she was determined not to risk being rejected or even executed by the whole family to help the husband-in-law of a clan sister who died early.

Suddenly, the Holy Spirit felt a feeling of hot and cold all over his body, followed by an irresistible numbness that scratched his heart and liver.

He lay down on the dragon chair.

Shuanglu, the chamberlain on the side, rushed forward immediately, took out a small box, took out the immortal powder and fed it to the Holy One.

Just a moment after taking the Shenxian Powder, the Holy Spirit returned to normal.

And the whole body started to feel hot.

"Go, send word for Wu Mei and Jiang Ronghua to accompany you."

At this moment, the Holy One only wants to release the burning heat from his body.

At this moment, he saw Cen Jing still kneeling underneath.

He managed to pull himself together and said, "You go back first. I will summon you in a while. Since you have offered such a divine thing, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

The Holy Spirit's mind, which was not very clear at first, was even more confused at this moment.

Cen Jing looked calm and kowtowed in thanks.

Then, he limped out.

However, after stepping into the wind and snow outside the palace, he looked back at the still majestic and gorgeous Zichen Palace hidden by the wind and snow, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Can such a person be an emperor?

But it doesn't matter, soon, his happiness in this life will come to an end.

Before Anlehou could recover from the joy of helping the young prince's nephew get rid of his powerful enemy, the Kou family's disaster struck.

Early in the morning, while he was still immersed in the gentleness of his concubine and couldn't extricate himself, someone suddenly broke in and grabbed his hands, put a hood on his head and took him away.

The concubine was so frightened that she didn't dare to move in a corner of the bed.

Kou Zhun was still shouting.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my house! Do you know who I am? If you don't want to die, put me down!"

But the person holding him only sneered.

"Little Marquis, the catastrophe of the Kou family's collapse is imminent. Don't worry, your family will be in good order on the road to Huangquan!"

Before Kou Zhun could react, he lost consciousness in the next second.

When he woke up, he was already imprisoned in a cell.

The person in the cell opposite turned out to be his father.

Lord Kou, who had always been a dignified man, was leaning against the wall with gray hair, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness.

Master Kou has been in court all his life. He thought that he would find a good future for his family through his daughter, but he never thought that today, it would be ruined at the hands of his own son.

"Father, father, what happened?"

At this moment, Kou Zhun finally felt that a disaster was coming.

If he was the only one who was arrested, why would his father be here?

Master Kou looked up at Kou Zhun tiredly.

"Let me ask you, were you involved in Shen Zhaoyi's matter?"

In fact, he already knew it.

His Majesty's sudden and violent attack on the Kou family must have solid evidence.

Sure enough, Kou Zhun subconsciously showed a guilty expression on his face.

With a long sigh, Master Kou slowly closed his eyes.

My family is unlucky to have raised such a thing.

The whole family was brought to a dead end.

Kou Zhun looked at his father's expression and slowly realized something was wrong.

Has the scandal happened?

How can this be?

Didn’t Brother Cen say that it is absolutely foolproof?

As for Purple Aconite, few people in the capital knew about it. How could it be discovered so quickly?

His face was full of panic, and he was about to say something.

Suddenly, an unbearable numbness and biting sensation hit me all over my body.

Kou Zhun fell to the ground with a plop.

"Where is my Shenxian Powder? Where is my Shenxian Powder!"

He rummaged frantically in his sleeves.

However, when he was sent to this cell, everything on his body had already been taken out, and there was no magic powder left.

Even though he was disappointed with his son, Master Kou still panicked and hurried to the door of the cell when he saw his appearance.

"Azhun, what's wrong with you?"

But Kou Zhun couldn't hear his father's voice calling him at this moment.

He rolled on the ground almost like crazy, and then, within a moment, after convulsing, there was no movement.

"Azhun? Azhun! Look at father!"

Master Kou grabbed the railing and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Someone, come! Someone, help!"

Kou Zhun is dead.

Half a day later, a piece of news secretly reached the palace.

When he died, the nails on both hands were broken from struggling, and he was very miserable.

But the cause of death has never been diagnosed.

His Majesty looked down at Cen Jing, the commander-in-chief of the newly minted emblem, and frowned, asking, "What does Cen Qing think of this matter?"

The Ling Hui Envoy is an organization that belongs exclusively to His Majesty and monitors the words and deeds of all officials.

However, the imperial envoy was not reused in this pilgrimage. Now I finally remember that it was also to arrange a suitable place for the disabled Cen Jing.

After all, Ling Huisheng was not an official in the imperial court system, so he naturally did not have to abide by the rule that officials should not be disabled.

This is the person who truly dedicated the Immortal Powder, so the Holy One will naturally praise him well.

Cen Jing, on the other hand, is very satisfied with this position.

If this position is used properly, wouldn't it be the same as the East-West Factory and the Imperial City Division in history?

At this moment, when he heard the Holy Master's question, he said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, I think this Kou must have been afraid that he would be tortured under the criminal law after the Dongchuang incident, so he committed suicide by taking poison first. There are thousands of strange poisons in the world, and even the most skilled doctors cannot identify them all."

After saying that, he changed the topic and whispered, "However, once Kou Zhun dies, His Majesty's plan is actually a good thing. Previously, I wanted to use the excuse of sudden serious illness to secretly imprison the entire Kou family to prevent possible disasters. The family's attention. But after all, everyone in the group was sick. It was too coincidental and it would inevitably arouse suspicion. But now, the Kou family suddenly lost their only son. It is expected that Lord Kou could not afford to go to court because of illness, and Concubine Kou was mentally ill and closed the palace. It’s all quite normal.”

When the Holy Father heard this, he felt that it was very reasonable.

He nodded.

"As for the Shi family, let her take action. At that time, Ran, don't let her die of illness all of a sudden, let her breathe a sigh of relief, so that she can wait for her family to return to Beijing, and the whole family will go on the road together, and I will be fine with the Shi family. The friendship between monarch and minister."

Cen Jing suppressed his inner joy and kowtowed respectfully, "Yes."