The exquisite space of the ruffian concubine

Chapter 108 I Know Your Identity
"Are you an idiot too?" Meng Xiaocom asked back.

Zhao Xiang's face flushed suddenly: "You...you..."

In front of the emperor, he really couldn't say some words, so he said angrily: "What are you talking about, how do you know that I want to be it too?"

"In my opinion, you are really stupid. Everyone wants to be emperor, so naturally you should be emperor." Meng Xiaosuo said with a casual smile.

Emperor Yin's expression changed slightly. Indeed, most emperors worked hard all their lives, so their lifespans would not be too long. This was especially true for those foolish emperors who only cared about having fun. They were often assassinated before they reached middle age, and some died in the rebel army. under the knife.

As for those who were killed by their parents, sons and subordinates, there were countless.These are the secrets of the past dynasties, and the common people don't know it. How did this Tian Feiyun know?
"Your Majesty! This old servant has never thought of it that way!" Zhao Xiang immediately defended himself, pointed at Meng Xiaosuo's face, and said through gritted teeth, "This doctor Tian's outrageous words obviously don't take the Emperor seriously. , Your Majesty, you must punish him severely!"

"You've never thought about it that way?" Meng Xiaoshu ignored the second half of his sentence and said in a deep thought, "Could it be that there's something wrong with being an emperor?"

"Of course there's nothing wrong with it!" Zhao Xiang said loudly.

"Since there's nothing wrong with it, why don't you want to be it? You must think it's bad, but you dare not say it." Meng Xiaocom deliberately misinterpreted it.

"This..." Zhao Xiang suddenly felt that he seemed to be caught in a predicament. He was anxious and angry but couldn't do anything. He simply ignored her and knelt down in front of Emperor Yin with a "plop", with resentment and earnestness on his face. "Your Majesty, this Tian Feiyun's words are disrespectful, please forgive me!"

Meng Xiaosuo raised her eyebrows: "The emperor is a majestic son of heaven, not like a villain like you. He said before that I can be forgiven for my innocence. As the saying goes, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow. Am I right, Your Majesty? "

Emperor Yin was speechless for a long while.

Zhao Xiang raised his head from time to time and secretly glanced at Emperor Yin, wanting to see him furious, and imprison this rebellious "Tian Feiyun" in the clan's mansion, so that this person could learn a lesson.

To Zhao Xiang's surprise, Emperor Yin was not angry.

"Zhao Xiang, you step back first." He said.

"Yes..." Zhao Xiang couldn't figure out what Emperor Yin was thinking, and before stepping back, he still gave Meng Xiaosuo a bitter look.

"What else do you want to tell me?" Emperor Yin asked.

Of course Meng Xiaoshu knew that he was asking herself, there was no one else here except her and Emperor Yin.

"I was just saying it offhand." She shrugged.

"I know your identity." Emperor Yin said meaningfully.

Meng Xiaosuo's expression changed slightly, but she pretended not to understand: "I'm just an orphan, and I don't even know who my parents are. Could it be that the emperor happened to know?"

"You're ashamed of them for saying that." Emperor Yin sighed.

Meng Xiaocom raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, what she saw was a bottomless haze.

"How do you know?" she asked.

Emperor Yin suddenly laughed: "Haha, what a 'you', it's been a long time since anyone dared to call me that!"

"You're not afraid, I'll kill you?" Meng Xiaosuo stretched her hand into her sleeve, and squeezed an embroidery needle tightly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Emperor Yin, dressed in gray, with a thin figure and a very dull face, like a piece of wood, but the speed of movement was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At least, Meng Xiaocom felt that his lightness kung fu was definitely not as fast as this person.

With such a person protecting Emperor Yin, she would never be able to do so.

"It turned out to be well prepared. This man's martial arts are so advanced that I haven't been able to detect his aura." She smiled lightly.

"Tell me, why did you come to see me?" Emperor Yin asked.

"Revenge." Meng Xiaocom simply stopped hiding.

"Oh? How to take revenge?" Emperor Yin continued to ask.

"This, you should know." The smile on Meng Xiaocom's face gradually disappeared, and her voice suddenly became cold.

I don't know if it's because the wrinkles on his face are too deep, but Emperor Yin's expression is still confusing: "I'm old, I forget some things after I've done them, you should remind me."

"Slandering loyal ministers, ransacking their homes and destroying their mouths, you actually forgot?" Meng Xiaosuo asked harshly.

She finally understood how stupid she was before!

The man in front of her was her father-killer and enemy, but she was soft-hearted again and again, advising herself to let him go.

But when he sent people to raid Meng's house and ordered to kill his father and brother, was he ever merciful?
"It's you?" Emperor Yin suddenly realized, his voice changed involuntarily.

Seeing his surprised expression, Meng Xiaoshu couldn't help being startled—couldn't he have guessed who he was before?

That's right!Emperor Yin didn't make it clear, but said ambiguously that he knew her identity, which led her to talk all the way until she heard "slandering loyal ministers, confiscating her family and destroying her mouth", and she really guessed who she was.

Ginger, sure enough, is still old and spicy.

Meng Xiaocom got the bottom line in her heart, and her voice was even colder: "Tell me, who am I? If you're right, I might spare your life."

"How do you say that?" Emperor Yin asked suspiciously.

He really didn't know Meng Xiaoshu's identity at first, he only knew that she was a woman.

After all, he is the emperor, and his mind has always been meticulous. Moreover, he is old and has seen countless people. It is really difficult to hide his gender from him through the disguise technique.

"Do you really think that your meals are fine?" Meng Xiaosuo said calmly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Emperor Yin frowned.

If it was someone else, she would definitely not poison the food, because she would eat whatever Emperor Yin ate, and once poisoned, she would inevitably not be poisoned.But this person is not someone else, but Meng Qianxin, the widow of the Meng family. Meng Qianxin must hate him so much that even if it costs her life, she will drag him down to hell!
"Bold!" He slammed the table, and the pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the table shook three times, "Tell me, where is the antidote!"

"There is no antidote." Meng Xiaocoma smiled faintly, and said in a very ruthless tone, "Since I want to kill you, how can I leave you a way out?"

"You..." Emperor Yin stared and gritted his teeth for a while.

He suddenly discovered that the pupils of the woman in front of him were actually deeper and terrifying than his own!

After staring at each other for a long time, he finally sat back like a deflated ball, closed his eyes, and said to the people beside him, "Kill her, and then invite the imperial physician."

"Slow down." Meng Xiaocoma waved his hand unexpectedly.

Emperor Yin opened his eyes and made a "stop" gesture to the man: "What else do you want to say now?"

"I have a lot more to say." Meng Xiaoshu curled her lips, and her voice became relaxed, which made Emperor Yin very puzzled, "First of all, I want to tell you that there is no problem with your meals at all, and neither do I. want to kill you."

"Oh?" Emperor Yin was dubious, and the stone hanging in his heart never rested on the ground.Regardless of whether there was a real problem with the meal or a fake problem, he was extremely displeased in his heart. To be played and applauded by such a little girl is simply unforgivable for the dignified emperor!
"I asked you to forgive me, but I didn't mean that joke." Meng Xiaocom said.

"Does it mean the present?" Emperor Yin frowned.

"Yes." Meng Xiaocom nodded, "Secondly, I want to tell you that what I said at the beginning is not a joke, but a fact."

"What do you want to tell me?" Emperor Yin had already made up his mind that he would never let her go.

No matter what she said was true or not, no matter what her purpose was, the widow of the Meng family was a potential threat to him.

"Do you know why you are so sick? Why can't those imperial doctors see what kind of disease you have?" Meng Xiaocoma asked seriously.

"I don't know." Emperor Yin's face was expressionless, and his expression was very similar to Yin Yichan.

Sure enough, they were father and son, and they were printed on the same mold.Meng Xiaosuo smiled and said, "The reason why you are sick is because of this bed."

"Why should I trust you?" Emperor Yin asked.

"If I really wanted to kill you, I would have a chance to kill you every day. How could I let you survive for so long?" Like the ones in the meditation room, it is also made of crimson bone wood that is more than a hundred years old. Crimson bone wood can emit a special smell, paralyze people's nerves, and make people stupid. If I guess correctly, the master next to you , being by your side day and night, you must have been poisoned a lot."

Hearing this, the man in gray was thoughtful.

Meng Xiaocoma looked into his eyes and asked each word with a pause: "Do you feel that your reaction is getting slower and slower, and your figure is getting more and more inflexible?"

The man said nothing.

"Answer her." Emperor Yin said.At this moment, he didn't know whether he should believe the words of Meng Xiaosuo, the daughter of a rebellious official and a thief.To him, she is certainly a threat, but it is only a threat in the open, and can be controlled temporarily. If it is true as she said, someone is hiding in the dark, but he has not found it, it would be too frightening .

"Yes." The man in gray nodded, acknowledging Meng Xiaocom's conjecture.

Meng Xiaocom secretly heaved a sigh of relief, what she just said was just nonsense.The man in gray has been hiding nearby, secretly protecting Emperor Yin, and judging from the situation, it seems that he has been with Emperor Yin for a long time, and he probably doesn't have much time to practice martial arts.

Like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, not only literature, but also martial arts.

That's why Meng Xiaocom guessed that the man's kung fu should have slowly degraded.

Seeing the man in gray nod his head, Emperor Yin trusted Meng Xiaosuo even more: "Tell me, what's going on with this bed?"

"As I said before, this bed is made of crimson bone wood that is more than a hundred years old. If you don't believe me, call a businessman from the Western Regions into the palace, and you can find out if you ask." Meng Xiaosuo said.

"Come on!" Emperor Yin waved his hand.

As soon as the voice fell, the gray-clothed man hid in the tent and disappeared.

"The old slave is here." Zhao Xiang walked in with a low eyebrow, secretly glanced at Emperor Yin's face, wondering what happened just now.

"Show me the merchants from the Western Regions!" Emperor Yin said coldly.

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