Chapter 1132 Does It Have Anything to Do with Me Whether She Is Happy or Not?

As soon as Zhao Shu left, a young man dressed in white walked down the stairs.

He shook his folding fan and his laughter was as gentle as water.

"Is Sister Rushuang making Wang Fu Stone again?"

Leng Rushuang heard his voice, turned around, folded her arms, and said with a half-smile, "His Royal Highness, Prince Yi, are you doing this dirty thing of eavesdropping on others now?"

"This king listens openly and honestly."

"If I remember correctly, last month, you were supposed to take Princess Yi back to Luzhou, and now you are still in the capital. Aren't you afraid that the emperor will find out about your crime?"

"As long as Sister Rushuang doesn't say anything, who knows?" Zhao Yuanhe walked up to her, looked out the door, and said softly, "Sister Rushuang, do you know why the emperor and the queen want to arrest your junior sister?"

"I know. You don't need to tell me."

"As far as I know, Yao Shuibi is currently being held in a prison and being tortured."

"...Just beat her. Whoever asked her to come to Dazhou to stir up trouble deserves to be taught a lesson." Leng Rushuang said casually.

Zhao Yuanhe smiled and said: "Sister Rushuang, do you know what kind of poison your junior sister used on the emperor?"

"What?" Leng Rushuang was surprised, "She didn't just give it to the queen..."

"It seems that Sister Rushuang doesn't know enough about you as a junior sister." Zhao Yuanhe said with a smile, "Last night, Chengqian Palace interrogated Concubine Jing and Jiang Baolin overnight. The imperial edict was issued early this morning. , Concubine Jing was demoted to a lady and imprisoned in the dormitory. As for Jiang Baolin, it was even worse. She was directly deposed as a commoner. If it were not for her relationship with the Empress Dowager, she would have died. "

Leng Rushuang said: "You know a lot."

Even Zhao Shu, a super first-grade official, didn't know what happened last night.

This powerless and idle king knew everything.

Zhao Yuanhe waved the folding fan unhurriedly and said with a smile: "The palace didn't hide this matter much. As long as you are willing and attentive, you can still find out."

Leng Rushuang asked: "Then do you know what poison Yao Shuibi used on the emperor?"

"The fragrance of lovesickness." Zhao Yuanhe softly uttered these three words between his gentle lips.

Leng Rushuang smiled and said: "So it's this."

"Sister Rushuang knows?"

"Of course I know."

"Can Sister Rushuang be able to detoxify this poison?"

"Yes." Leng Rushuang looked very proud, "My master, Master Qingxi, only guarded us two girls. He also taught us how to make poison, but he only taught me how to detoxify. Therefore, Junior Sister can only poison but not detoxify."

Zhao Yuanhe smiled and said: "It's no wonder. The emperor locked her up because he must have wanted this acacia antidote."

"What's there to ask? I can't even tell you." Leng Rushuang waved her hands and didn't care about it at all. "I thought it was a fatal poison. Speaking of this acacia, it's all about infatuation and bitter love. It is used between men and women. It will not harm anyone’s life, so it doesn’t matter.”

"Sister Rushuang, should I say that you are naive or simple?" Zhao Yuanhe walked up to her and chuckled, "In this world, only Sister Rushuang can cure this poison. As long as you don't help, the Emperor will You have to always like Concubine Jing, will the Queen be happy?"

Leng Rushuang casually picked up a handful of melon seeds and cracked them, nonchalantly: "Does it have anything to do with me whether she is happy or not?"

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Sister Rushuang must have forgotten that the little emperor has always liked the queen."