How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Chapter 253: One Reader, One Hamlet

Xie Chengze stepped into the door and slowly walked towards the inner room.

Xie Jinyu was lying on the bed, sleeping with his eyes closed. His slightly furrowed brows seemed to be filled with some thoughts, making him look gloomy and pitiful.

Xie Chengze stopped in front of the bed, looking down at the unconscious young man with an indescribable look in his eyes, his eyes seemed dark and flickering.

Xie Chengze's feelings towards the prince's younger brother can be said to be very complicated. When he first arrived, based on the content of the original work, he only regarded the other party as a royal boy with a slightly deep mind who had not yet fully grown up. As long as he established a warm brotherly relationship with him, he would be able to walk sideways in the palace in the future.

But later, as the original owner's childhood memories came back, he felt distressed for Xie Jinyu's experience, especially when he saw the scars all over the boy's body, he wanted to protect him even more and help him ascend the throne. He could be the knife in his hand to clean up all the scum who coveted the throne and encroached on the court.

It's not that he can't feel Xie Jinyu's deep-seated paranoia and dependence on him. That paranoia may even affect the correct judgment he should make as an emperor. He tried to correct it by keeping a distance and protecting him like an ordinary brother, but at the same time he was ambiguous. He hoped that Xie Jinyu could gradually adapt to this sense of distance and become a wise ruler who would not be affected by emotions.

But he forgot.

Even he himself couldn't give up his parents, so why should he force Xie Jinyu to give up her dependence on her brother?

Xie Chengze also wanted to convince himself, why not just let it be, anyway the court has Shen Yuan to check, anyway he will not turn evil, even if Xie Jinyu is a little yandere, but so what?

It did not prevent him from being a good emperor, nor did it prevent him from bringing peace and prosperity to the people.

Can……

Xie Chengze lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, unable to conceal the suspicion and evasion in his eyes.

Emperor Jian died.

Xie Chengze didn't understand what political intrigue was. His only experience was reading a few political intrigue novels. He just thought that things like poisoning must have been done by villains, or by people who were desperate to get the throne.

Either it's Sheng Shihuai or it's the Cao family.

So he asked Wuhen and Wuji to investigate, but the result was that there was no clue that could indicate any connection with these two.

Wu Ji said that the poison in Emperor Jian should be a chronic poison. Because it was a chronic poison, Emperor Jian could suppress it with his internal force, and ordinary people would not be able to see anything.

According to the chronic poison, it should not have occurred so quickly. The only possibility was that Emperor Jian was already in poor health, and the chronic poison accelerated the original symptoms, causing the poison to break out prematurely and eventually leading to his sudden death.

If you think about it carefully, Sheng Shihuai didn't have military power that he could completely trust, so how could he possibly poison Emperor Jian and shorten the time he had to prepare for rebellion?

As for the Cao family, not to mention that in the original text the Cao family had never poisoned Emperor Jian, if the Cao family wanted to frequently give Emperor Jian a chronic poison, they would definitely leave clues about the people or drugs, and Wuzhi, who was good at finding clues, would definitely find the person who poisoned him.

Having ruled out the most likely scenario, the only thing left is the impossible.

He had suspected other ministers, suspected Xie Zimiao, and finally even suspected Shen Yuan.

It is said that for every thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets.

The eldest prince in his reading comprehension was a gentle person who was unwilling to get involved in government affairs, but in reality Xie Shoujun wanted to overthrow the Xie family bloodline, and no one noticed the hidden hatred in his heart.

So, after being reborn, would the powerful minister who held great power in the court also feel unwilling to accept his fate, resenting that the prince whom he truly followed had killed him with his own hands, or being angry at Emperor Jian’s inaction and favoritism in his previous life, which caused the court to be in turmoil for ten years and made it impossible for the people to live and work in peace?

So, Emperor Jian was poisoned.

Therefore, I did not choose to stand by the prince in this life.

He thought of countless possibilities, and finally, he set his sights on Xie Jinyu.

Or, could it be that the prince had poisoned him?

When I was traveling in the north in my previous life, the proprietress of the B&B I stayed in said that he looked cold and lonely, but his personality was quite sensitive and he was very good at reading people's expressions.

Children who lack love are always sensitive.

Can also easily detect similar changes.

Xie Chengze sat down on the bedside, leaned down slightly, and gently stroked Xie Jinyu's tired and gloomy left cheek with his right hand, and gently stroked the corner of his eyes with his fingertips.

At first, the force was unnaturally gentle, but slowly, the force gradually increased, causing the corners of the young man's eyes to turn red and twist. Xie Chengze's eyes gradually became heavy, and after a long time, his voice was as bland as ice water, "Xie Jinyu, are you still going to pretend to sleep?"

The young man under his hand trembled his long black eyelashes slightly, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

It was dark, like a deep pool filled with ink, mixed with uncontrollable emotions like a stormy sea, sinister, gloomy, and speechless hysteria.

It was like an airtight net, tightly locking that beautiful face. In the dark and eerie pupils, all the gentleness and dependence were gone, leaving only the madness and destruction belonging to the tyrant.

Xie Chengze's heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party grabbed his wrist. His pale lips gently brushed the weakly beating pulse on his wrist. His eyes were still fixed on the handsome young man, but there was a bit more provocation in his eyes.

"Second brother."

He said hoarsely, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you."

Xie Chengze pretended to be calm, "Since Cao Que dared to let me in alone, he couldn't be confident that I wouldn't assassinate you."

So, naturally, he was so relieved because you were awake.

He grabbed the hair on the side of Xie Jinyu, forced the violent young man to look up at him, and asked, "Xie Jinyu, are you reborn?"

Nineteen-year-old Xie Jinyu would not show such a look.

Xie Jinyu smiled softly, and her eyes, which were filled with madness and gloom, gradually turned into gentleness and softness, like a black cat that ran away from home and returned to the arms of its owner, showing its tenderness and dependence to the fullest, hoping that the owner would take it home.

"Second brother, please don't abandon me."

He gently rubbed Xie Chengze's palm, revealing a pitiful look, "I've been waiting for you for a long, long time. If you don't come, I can only go find you."

"But I'm still too late."

He shouldn't have killed Shen Yuan so early, allowing him to take advantage of the opportunity to be reborn and snatch his second brother away.

Xie Chengze's palm trembled slightly.

What does he mean by this?

Did he come here from his previous life?

Artificial rebirth? How is this possible?

After calming down a little, Xie Chengze suppressed the shock in his heart and stared at the young man with a serious look. Even if he took off his hostility and disguised himself as a little white cat, he could not hide the madness in his bones. "I only ask you two questions."

He opened his mouth for a long time before he said, "Did you put the poison in my father's body?"

Xie Jinyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, his sickly eyes fell on Xie Chengze's face, and he spoke slowly.

"not me."

"It's 19-year-old Xie Jinyu."