Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 321 - 300: The Miao King Returns, Unleashing a Powerful Move_2

Chapter 321: Chapter 300: The Miao King Returns, Unleashing a Powerful Move_2

Princess Wanping slashed downward with her sword: "I’ll kill you myself, spare you the trouble of spreading slander about the Prime Minister!"

"Princess, Princess!"

Meng Qianqian held her tightly.

Princess Wanping gritted her teeth: "Meng Qianqian, how dare you!"

"Yes, yes, I’m being brazen. Swords have no eyes, Princess, please put the sword down first, lest you hurt yourself."

Meng Qianqian snatched the sword and handed it to Chang Kuan.

Chang Kuan quickly threw the sword far away.

He was truly afraid this ancestral figure would accidentally hurt herself.

Meng Qianqian had figured it out—when the Princess was happy, she called her Little Nine; when she addressed her as Meng Qianqian, it meant the Princess was angry.

Moreover, that old fox, Prime Minister Xun, had disguised himself too well. Princess Wanping trusted him deeply.

In this world, people like Princess Wanping were probably not few in number.

To bring down the Prime Minister, mere testimony wouldn’t be enough. Otherwise, anyone could impersonate Luo San to accuse the Prime Minister.

They needed to force Luo San to hand over irrefutable evidence from the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, and they had no choice but to stay in the cave overnight.

Meng Qianqian and Chang Kuan took turns standing guard.

Chang Kuan took the first watch.

When it was Meng Qianqian’s turn in the second half of the night, the rain coincidentally stopped.

Lu Yuan tapped Chang Kuan’s sleep acupoint.

Meng Qianqian did the same to Princess Wanping.

Now the two of them could finally talk freely.

"How did you capture Luo San?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Meng Qianqian replied: "He pretended to be you and drugged me, but I saw through it immediately. I injured him, and after escaping, he ran into Princess Wanping. By some twist of fate, she inflicted even greater injuries on him. Then, for some reason, he ate poisoned fruits—it’s a long story."

"Princess Wanping thinks he’s the real you and is currently in some kind of spat with ’you’."

Lu Yuan paused: "So you did this to deal with a love rival?"

Meng Qianqian: Isn’t the point supposed to be how I captured Luo San? Did I just waste all those words earlier?

Meng Qianqian nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, under heaven and earth, my husband reigns supreme. Catching Luo San was incidental; the main thing was dealing with my husband’s romantic entanglements. Truly, I can’t live without my husband."

Lu Yuan coldly replied: "Little Nine, are you perfunctorily responding to me?"

Meng Qianqian instantly cowered: "Little Nine wouldn’t dare!"

Lu Yuan let out a cold, dismissive snort: "Hmph."

Meng Qianqian tugged on his sleeve: "Do you think Luo San will confess?"

Lu Yuan replied: "Then we’ll force him to confess."

Meng Qianqian dumped out a bag of poison bottles with a clatter.

Lu Yuan asked incredulously: "What are you doing?"

Meng Qianqian carefully selected among them: "Aren’t you going to force him? I’m looking to see if there’s any Gu that’ll torment him."

Lu Yuan glanced at the bottles scattered across the ground, his mouth twitched: "The old man gave you so many Gu?"

Meng Qianqian asked curiously: "Don’t you have any? I only brought half of them."

Lu Yuan: "...!!"

He closed his eyes for a moment: "Gu won’t work on Luo San."

Meng Qianqian was surprised: "Luo San has such strong willpower?"

Lu Yuan replied calmly: "Attacking the body is inferior; attacking the mind is superior."

"You mean—"

"Wake Luo San."

"Oh."

Meng Qianqian acknowledged, and used a silver needle to stimulate his acupoints, waking Luo San.

Luo San groggily opened his eyes. His head throbbed terribly, his whole body felt like he had been beaten inside a burlap sack a hundred and eighty times, with every bone disjointed.

Lu Yuan stood with his hands clasped behind him, looking down at him from above.

Luo San weakly asked: "Who are you?"

Lu Yuan replied casually: "You impersonated me, and yet you don’t know who I am?"

Luo San closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind.

"You’re... Lu Yuan."

Luo San suddenly chuckled, "It’s been a long time. Have you been well?"

Lu Yuan said indifferently: "Save your pleasantries for yourself. I’m here to give you a choice."

Luo San sneered: "Oh really? A former adviser of the Crown Prince, his most trusted confidant—what choice could you possibly offer to a lowly retainer like me?"

Lu Yuan replied: "Word of your capture has already spread. I deliberately let the news leak. Right now, your master must be taking action. Do you think he’ll silence you?"

Luo San averted his gaze: "I don’t understand what you’re saying."

Lu Yuan wasn’t surprised by Luo San’s reaction: "I know he never kills his subordinates to silence them, which is one reason why you’ve been willing to serve him loyally for so many years. You believe he’s a good master."

Meng Qianqian suddenly realized: "No wonder he didn’t kill Hai Pig; he wanted to show it to Luo San. He wanted Luo San to trust him—to believe that even if he himself got implicated, he’d never take their lives. That way, the dogs under his command would willingly serve him with utmost devotion."

Luo San scoffed: "You two really don’t need to put on a show for me. Let me tell you, even if he does come to kill me, I’d have no regrets."