Hua Nu lay on the ground, half-dead.
But because Jiu Yue had said that Hua Nu was poisonous from head to toe, no one dared touch her.
They simply left her lying there in a sorry state.
No one showed even the slightest bit of pity.
Still, no matter how many times one looked at it, seeing Hua Nu’s hand—cleanly severed—was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.
Jiu Yue had already been soothed by Ji Yiqing, and now, when she looked at Emperor Fengyuan, she no longer felt that stifling irritation from before.
She happily trotted over to Emperor Fengyuan’s side. “Your Majesty, you called for me?”
Several high ministers stared at Jiu Yue in astonishment.
After all, even when the Crown Prince was with Emperor Fengyuan, he had never spoken so casually.
The two of them didn’t look like ruler and subject at all.
They looked more like a kind elder and a mischievous junior.
With just one glance, everyone understood—
Jiu Yue’s status in Emperor Fengyuan’s eyes was anything but ordinary.
They’d have to go back and warn their families not to be blind and offend Jiu Yue.
Here, Emperor Fengyuan was supreme.
And if Emperor Fengyuan protected someone, then even if Jiu Yue robbed and killed people—
As long as Emperor Fengyuan said a word, it wouldn’t be a problem at all.
Emperor Fengyuan frowned. “What should be done with this person?”
Jiu Yue shrugged. “No idea.”
As she said this, she wore an expression that clearly meant: This person came to assassinate you, and you’re asking me how to deal with her?
Emperor Fengyuan closed his eyes helplessly. “I need to interrogate her, but the poison on her body…”
Jiu Yue’s voice suddenly rose.
She thought Emperor Fengyuan wanted her to detoxify Hua Nu. “No! You can’t detoxify her! She’s a poison person. It takes several hundred people just to raise one—extremely difficult. She’s incredibly precious.”
She was practically a priceless treasure.
With that thought, Jiu Yue shamelessly looked at Emperor Fengyuan. “So… could you give her to me?”
As she spoke, she even blinked her eyes, looking very obedient and cute—or so she thought.
Emperor Fengyuan clicked his tongue.
If it weren’t for what Jiu Yue had just said, her acting cute like this would actually be quite pleasing to the eye.
But Emperor Fengyuan felt absolutely nothing!
Who told her to open her mouth and treat a living person—someone tortured to the brink of death—as an object to be given away?!
Honestly, in Jiu Yue’s eyes, poison people and medicine people could no longer be considered human.
What they carried within them was only poison and medicine…
Medicine people were even worse—long since no longer human, merely medicinal primers and ingredients.
That was why Jiu Yue spoke this way.
Emperor Fengyuan took a deep breath, trying not to be angered to death by her jumping thoughts. “What do you want a poison person for?”
Jiu Yue squatted down and poked Hua Nu a bit. Better not let her die—where would she find another poison person then?
“For research, Your Majesty. You don’t know—poison people are really hard to come by. Every part of their body carries a different poison. If I can study her, then if we encounter another one later, we’ll have a way to deal with it.”
This was the truth—Jiu Yue wasn’t exaggerating at all.
A poison person, deployed with such fanfare and so much effort to assassinate Emperor Fengyuan—
How could there not be follow-up measures?
Jiu Yue had been dragged into this vortex against her will. No matter what, she had to leave herself some way out.
Cracking the poison of poison people was the most important thing right now.
What if they encountered another one?
It was always good to have some precautions.
Emperor Fengyuan didn’t know if Jiu Yue had cast some kind of spell on him.
Whenever she made a request, he almost didn’t think before agreeing.
“Fine. After the interrogation, if you want her, she’s yours.”
High ministers: !!!
Your Majesty, please reconsider!
This person tried to assassinate you—this is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine clans!
Jiu Yue didn’t see the ministers desperately signaling at her.
She beamed at Emperor Fengyuan. “Thank you, Your Majesty!”
Seeing how happy Jiu Yue looked, Emperor Fengyuan unconsciously curved his lips. “Don’t be happy too soon. You said she’s poisonous all over, but we still need to interrogate her. How are we supposed to do that?”
Jiu Yue went, “Oh.”
“What does it matter? Shave her hair, pull out her nails, shave off all body hair too. Just don’t touch her blood or anything.”
After thinking about it, she felt these people probably wouldn’t dare. “Forget it. Once the person controlling the insects is found, I’ll handle it myself. Tell them to be careful—don’t kill her for me.”
Every time Jiu Yue said another sentence, everyone present couldn’t help but shudder.
Such terrifying things—
And yet she spoke in such a casual tone, using the cruelest methods to decide a person’s life and death.
Worried that Hua Nu might really die, Jiu Yue was still kind enough to wrap her up with the cloth that had just been used to bind a minister.
Her movements, however, were extremely rough, with no regard for Hua Nu’s freshly severed hands.
Even with just a light touch, Hua Nu—though unconscious—broke out in a cold sweat.
Meanwhile, the guards finally finished dealing with the insects that could be seen on the surface.
The Hawk-Eye people had captured over thirty assassins in total, including the acrobat troupe.
The guards gathered those who had been bitten into a large tent.
The accompanying imperial physicians were ordered to detoxify or extract the poison.
Those who had been bitten to death were also properly arranged.
Jiu Yue glanced over.
From time to time, heartrending cries echoed in her ears.
Jiu Yue watched indifferently.
Toward the passing of life—
Some people might feel regret, satisfaction, grief, reluctance, collapse…
But Jiu Yue felt nothing.
She didn’t know what reaction she herself should have if she faced the death of a loved one.
Because she had no loved ones.
She casually glanced over as people began taking their deceased family members away to be laid to rest.
Turning around, she saw Ji Yiqing holding her cloak.
The moment he saw Jiu Yue, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over to her.
Carefully draping the cloak over her shoulders, he said softly, “It’s still a bit cold in the early autumn mornings. Why did you run out without wearing another layer?”
Jiu Yue tilted her small face up, staring fixedly at Ji Yiqing as he nagged her.
His hands tying the cloak, however, were extremely gentle—
As if he were afraid of hurting her.
In that instant, Jiu Yue felt something clog her chest unbearably, her eyes inexplicably hot and sore.
Her emotions became unsettled for no clear reason. She lowered her head and murmured an “Mm.”
Ji Yiqing lightly drew her closer by the shoulder. “You didn’t sleep all night. Go back to the tent and rest for a bit?”
“They’ve already bought the herbs you prescribed for repelling insects. I’ve prepared them in our tent—there shouldn’t be any bugs now.”
Jiu Yue obediently let Ji Yiqing lead her away.
As they passed Emperor Fengyuan’s tent, they saw rows upon rows of people kneeling outside.
Each one was trembling, drenched in cold sweat.
At the very front of the crowd lay two bodies covered in white cloth.
Without thinking, Jiu Yue knew—
They were Concubine Rong and the Second Prince.
Their deaths were sudden—yet not entirely so.
But there were still many things behind it that hadn’t been uncovered.
Emperor Fengyuan felt utterly exhausted.
The matter that had troubled the Chu family for over a hundred years had finally shown a bit of progress.
Thus, dealing with Concubine Rong’s maternal family was imperative.
Otherwise, how could he face the ancestors of the Chu family?
Standing not too far away, Jiu Yue could clearly see Emperor Fengyuan seated at the very front.
Centered around him were several guards, with Hawk-Eye members further inside.
Li Feng stood there as well, his face cold as he watched the members of Concubine Rong’s maternal family kneeling below.
Some were crying, some wailing, some begging for mercy…
But Emperor Fengyuan only looked on indifferently.
Concubine Rong’s father was a high-ranking second-grade official.
Her two sons also held no small offices.
For this autumn hunt, they had even brought along several of their legitimate grandchildren.
They looked about the same age as Jiu Yue.
Perhaps they had intended to seek a marriage alliance and use this chance to look around.
Now, members of the Rong family and their servants knelt in several rows.
There were still over a hundred people back at home.
This was only the main branch of Concubine Rong’s family.
If it truly came to the extermination of nine clans—
No one even knew how many people that would involve.
They certainly wouldn’t kill everyone.
But exile, confiscation into the teaching, beatings—
Whether male or female, none of their fates would be easy.
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