sjar Chapter 452: Majesty that cannot be ignored
Chapter 452: Majesty that cannot be ignored
Finally, the Princess of Nanyue looked up at Baili Ye, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "What's going on?"
"We can make a deal." Baili Ye put his hands behind his back and spoke a little coldly.
"As long as you help me complete one thing, I can make your wish come true."
The Princess of Nanyue frowned, sensing the mystery in his words.
"Can you stop this wedding? Even if you are the Fourth Prince, it is not so easy to interfere in such a private matter, right?"
"What do you think?" Baili Ye squinted at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
The Princess of Nanyue struggled internally, unsure whether she should trust him. However, facing recent rumors, she had no choice but to take a risk.
"What do you want me to do?" The Princess of Nanyue looked at him with a firm gaze.
Baili Ye's mouth corners slightly raised.
"Your Highness, once you get involved, we will become partners in this."
The Princess of Nanyue frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm willing to do anything to ruin their wedding!"
Her eyes were filled with determination as she imagined the tragic scene when Ye Yunzi was broken off from engagement, and the flame of revenge ignited in her heart.
Seeing that she was so determined, Baili Ye saved himself the trouble of persuading her.
"very good."
In order to disrupt the engagement between Shen Siyan and Ye Yunzi, Princess Nanyue agreed to the Fourth Prince's request.
The task proposed by the Fourth Prince was very direct. He gave her a packet of colorless and odorless poison. Even if someone died as a result, it would be difficult to find clues from the corpse.
"Who is he planning to deal with?" The Princess of Nanyue felt uneasy.
A target that a prince wanted to eliminate secretly must be a very important person, and the poison she provided tied her firmly to this dangerous ship.
Just as Baili Ye said, once they got involved in this matter, they became a community of interests.
The princess's face was gloomy, her fingers tapped the table nervously, and her heart was filled with uncalmed emotions.
After a while, she sneered, "The poison in South Vietnam is elusive, even if someone dies, no one can put the blame on me.
If this can ruin Ye Yunzi's wedding, then this packet of poison is worth it." Thinking of this, she seemed to feel a little relieved.
However, curiosity was like a little bug crawling in her heart, she wanted to know who the fourth prince's target was. Soon, she got the answer, and the news made her pale, her legs weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
As night fell, a group of mysterious people sneaked into the Shen family compound quietly, and the night became their best cover.
The lights in Mr. Ning's study were brightly lit. He was reading attentively, his brows furrowed from time to time, as he fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, there was a slight noise from the window. Mr. Ning looked up and saw that the room was dead silent.
Then, a cold sword was pressed against his throat. Master Ning remained motionless, glancing down at the deadly blade.
He did not shout for help, knowing that the person coming was not a trivial matter, and even if he asked someone to come in, it would be a waste of life. Then, another man in black slowly walked forward. Master Ning looked directly at the other person.
"What do you want, Your Excellency?"
The man in black waved his hand and said calmly: "Step back and don't hurt Lord Ning." The man with the sword immediately retracted his sword.
Despite this, Master Ning still felt uneasy, as the strength of these people should not be underestimated.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" he asked.
The man in black took off his mask and revealed his true face.
Master Ning's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "It's you!"
"Quiet." The man stopped him softly.
Master Ning wanted to speak, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.
The man in black sneered, "I am just visiting privately tonight, please keep it a secret, Lord Shen."
Master Ning stared at the uninvited guest, the Fourth Prince Baili Ye, with doubts in his heart. He had long been away from the court, so how could he have offended the Fourth Prince?
Baili Ye picked up the teapot slowly and poured himself a cup of tea. His behavior was as calm as if he was visiting an old friend's home.
Master Ning remained silent, his eyes closely following his every move, his heart filled with confusion and vigilance.
Baili Ye took a sip of tea and frowned slightly. "The tea is cold."
Mr. Ning was shocked and dared not say a word.
"Lord Shen, don't worry. I'm here today just to ask a few questions. As long as you answer honestly, I promise that you will be safe and sound." Baili Ye's voice was calm, but it carried a majesty that could not be ignored.
"What does your highness want to know?" Master Ning asked with forced calmness.
"About some past events." Baili Ye put down the teacup gently. Although his words were plain, they were as piercing as ice.
A trace of panic flashed across Master Ning's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. However, this subtle change did not escape Baili Ye's eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that Lord Shen has noticed something."
Master Ning clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves, his palms soaked with sweat. Although he remained calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil. "I don't know what your Highness is asking."
Baili Ye did not look at Master Ning again, but concentrated on fiddling with the teacup in his hand, his fingertips slowly sliding across the rim of the cup.
The air in the room seemed to be frozen, making it hard to breathe.
"Not long ago, I learned a very interesting secret," Baili Ye said softly.
"It is said that Concubine Luo's child did not die young, but was secretly taken out of the palace by an old palace maid."
Mr. Ning's face turned pale in an instant and his hands began to tremble.
"Lord Shen, can you tell me the truth? Is the little prince still alive in this world?" Baili Ye looked directly into Master Ning's eyes.
Master Shen trembled constantly, lowered his head to avoid the other party's sharp gaze, and replied reluctantly: "I really don't know."
"By the way, I met the old maid's son yesterday, and he gave me some clues..."
Baili Ye poured himself another cup of tea.
"So, Lord Shen, where is the child now?"
Mr. Shen felt dizzy, and when Baili Ye's last words fell, his legs could hardly support his body.
He involuntarily took a step back, his back hitting the desk, and an inkstone on the desk fell down with a crisp shattering sound.
The sound was like a knock on Mr. Shen's heart, causing his heartbeat to accelerate. He suddenly raised his head to face Baili Ye.
Baili Ye's eyes were deep and cold, and his look under the light was frightening.
"Master Shen, please tell me where the child is."
Mr. Shen opened his mouth to speak, but his lips were pale and his words were stagnant.
At this time, outside the door, Mrs. Shen covered her mouth, her eyes full of surprise.
She came with a bowl of sweet soup to test her husband's attitude, but unexpectedly found the housekeeper who had fainted on the ground. Just as she was about to wake the housekeeper up, she caught a glimpse of several figures swaying in the study.