Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant

Due to the death of Mo Shiwen and Mo Die, their plan to dethrone the emperor disappeared. However, the atmosphere in the royal court each morning became tenser by the day. It didn’t take long before the emperor became seriously ill.

Although the news said that the emperor was ill, it was more accurate to say that it was poisoned. He will vomit blood whenever his emotions fluctuate. This made everyone in the palace nervous and tense.

“Did you poison him?” After the morning court ended, the Wen Family secretly met up with the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager looked at them with a strange expression on her face.

“I wanted to ask you if you guys had planned it! Did you poison him?”

Wen stood up. The expression on his face was malicious, “I already asked the Zhou Family and the Zhong Family before I came here. They told me that they wanted to kill him, but they never managed to succeed. So, the only possibility is that you were the one who poisoned him.”

Zhao Yuqin was unwilling to be blamed for something she did not do. Since there they were the only two people in the palace right now, Zhao Yunqin no longer needed to be polite. She walked up to him directly.

“Let me tell you the truth, I did try to plot against him, but my plans did not succeed. The child emperor has an iron wall of people guarding him. Now, I can only doubt you. Tell me, what poison did you use? Why did you suddenly poison him?”

Wen frowned, “I wasn’t the one who did it.”

Zhao Yunqin looked at him suspiciously, “If it’s not you, then who else can it be? You can tell me the truth because you and I are still on the same boat.”

“It’s really not me.”

After Wen finished speaking, he immediately thought of something, so he turned around and left.

Zhao Yuqin tugged his sleeve, “Fine, I’ll believe you since you insist that you aren’t the one who poisoned him. However, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I heard that you’ve been lukewarm to your wife. Could it be that you still can’t forget about her even after she died so many years ago?”

Wen pursed his lips and pushed Zhao Yunqin’s hand away.

“The emperor knew about our plan to kill him and replace him with Mo Die. As a result, he killed Mo Shiwen and Mo Die. He hasn’t found trouble for us yet, so we should lie low for now.”

Zhao Yunqin snorted, “Why should I be afraid? He can’t come looking for me since I’m already pretending to be sick.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being more careful.”

After Wen finished speaking, he shook off Zhao Yunqin and left. Zhao Yunqin stamped her feet in anger after he left. Her eyes gradually became cold.

After he left the Empress Dowager’s palace, he went to the imperial physicians’ bureau instead of directly returning home. He used all kinds of methods to find the imperial physician that had treated the emperor today.

“Tell me. Is he really poisoned or is it fake?”

The imperial physician looked around and saw that no one else was in the room, so he bowed towards Wen.

“Prime Minister, he is indeed poisoned. The poison is very potent. However, His Majesty was cautious and was able to discover the poison quickly. As a result of the timely treatment, His Majesty will be fine. But the aftermath of the poison will be quite troublesome.”

Wen pondered for a moment before he suddenly asked, “I heard that the poison would make a person’s blood and qi flow irregularly. As long as the patient has a small mood swing, he or she will vomit blood. Is that true?”

“Yes, that is correct.” The imperial physician lowered his head. He felt uneasy because he was afraid that the prime minister might make him do something to the emperor. It was impossible for him to do that because the emperor was surrounded by numerous guards. He will probably be killed before he manages to do anything!

However, the prime minister made an unexpected request.

“I need you to help me steal one of the emperor’s robes that are stained with blood.”

The imperial physician looked up in surprise, “That is a death sentence if I get caught!”

A person’s body and skin came from their parents. In this ancient era where people heavily believed in superstitions, a person’s hair, blood, and other bodily matters cannot fall into the hands of other people.

It was impossible for him to get his hands on the emperor’s stuff.