Chapter 96 Empress Qian Renxue Ascends the Throne?! The Heavenly Dou Palace Coup Begins!
Qian Renxue personally picked up a clean white porcelain bowl and served Qian Daobai a bowl of warm ginseng soup.
She walked gracefully to Qian Daobai's side and carefully placed the soup bowl down.
Just as the soup bowl was placed on the table, her fingertips inadvertently touched Qian Daobai's hand, which was resting on the edge of the table.
The warm touch sent a shiver through Qian Renxue's body, as if she had been electrocuted.
A captivating blush quickly spread from her neck to her ears.
She hurriedly withdrew her hand, quickly retreated to her seat, lowered her head, and nervously clasped her hands together, her heart pounding like a deer.
Qian Daobai didn't pay attention to this little incident. He picked up the soup bowl, took a small sip, and found it delicious and cooked to perfection.
The atmosphere in the restaurant became somewhat quiet for a moment.
After a long while, Qian Renxue finally mustered up her courage, raised her head, looked at Qian Daobai, and asked softly.
"Master, what's your next step?"
Qian Daobai put down the soup bowl and elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin.
His plan has been proceeding in an orderly manner.
The Spirit Hall has returned to his control.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects, has also submitted to them.
The next step, naturally, is to take over the core of the Heaven Dou Empire: the Heaven Dou Royal Family.
"How is the situation on Snowy Night now?"
Qian Daobai slowly took a sip of soup and asked in a calm voice.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue immediately composed herself and quickly recalled the secret reports she had recently received.
She answered respectfully.
"Reporting to Master, according to the reports from our spies in the palace, Emperor Xueye's health is deteriorating, and he has already suffered five attacks of poison so far."
"Each attack is more severe than the last."
The toxicity has penetrated deep into the bones.
According to her calculations, if Emperor Xueye were to suffer from the poison twice more, even a deity descending to earth would not be able to save his life.
Since disguising herself as Xue Qinghe and infiltrating the Tiandou royal family, she has been secretly administering a slow-acting poison to Emperor Xue Ye.
This poison is colorless and odorless, and its onset is very similar to that of a common cold, making it extremely difficult to detect.
Now, the time is almost ripe.
"Three days from now will be Emperor Xueye's sixtieth birthday. At that time, a grand birthday banquet will be held in the palace."
Qian Renxue spoke up, informing her master of this important information.
Upon hearing this, Qian Daobai tapped his fingers lightly on the table, lost in thought.
Birthday banquet...
This is indeed an excellent opportunity.
At that time, all the princes and ministers of the Heavenly Dou Empire will gather together.
If we could act at that time, we could wipe out all opposing forces with overwhelming force.
"Can."
After a moment, Qian Daobai spoke.
"Arrange our personnel, prepare, and wait for the right opportunity."
"Yes, Master."
Qian Renxue nodded respectfully.
She sat quietly beside Qian Daobai, looking at her master's calm and handsome profile, feeling a sense of security.
Looking back on the series of events that have occurred recently, from the clash with the Spirit Hall to the killing of Tang Hao today.
She gained a clearer and deeper understanding of her master's strength.
That is a power that truly transcends all living beings.
Being able to follow such a person is the greatest blessing of her life.
...
Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Study was brightly lit.
Emperor Xueye sat upright on his dragon throne, reviewing a mountain of memorials.
He was over fifty years old, and years of hard work had left his temples frosty with age.
Sudden.
He felt a sudden dizziness and disorientation, as if the world was spinning before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Well..."
Emperor Xueye let out a painful groan, and the vermilion brush in his hand fell to the ground.
He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
This attack was more intense and painful than any of the previous ones.
"Someone come quickly... summon Dugu Bo!"
Emperor Xueye used all his strength to shout hoarsely towards the door.
Soon, an elderly man dressed in a green robe with dark green hair hurriedly walked in from outside the door.
It was none other than Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
When Dugu Bo saw the Emperor Xueye's pained expression, his face changed, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the emperor's wrist.
A surge of soul power, following Dugu Bo's fingers, entered the body of Emperor Xueye.
A moment later, Dugu Bo's expression became extremely solemn.
"Your Majesty, you are... poisoned!"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xueye's eyes flashed with a look of "I didn't expect this," and he asked breathlessly.
"Could...could we find out what kind of deadly poison it is?"
Dugu Bo shook his head, his brows furrowed.
"This poison is extremely strange. I have never seen it before in all my years of medical practice. It lurks deep in your blood, constantly eroding your vitality, yet its source cannot be found."
"At this moment, I can only use my soul power to temporarily suppress the spread of the poison for you."
As he spoke, Dugu Bo activated his soul power, and a stream of emerald green energy surged into Emperor Xueye's body, helping to alleviate his pain.
Soon, Emperor Xueye's complexion regained some color, and his breathing became steady.
He leaned back on the dragon throne, looking exhausted, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
He waved his hand, signaling the surrounding guards to step back.
When only he and Dugu Bo remained in the imperial study, he slowly spoke, his voice carrying an imperial majesty.
"Mr. Dugu, remember this: you must not divulge even a single word of what happened today."
...
Inside the Crown Prince's residence, candlelight flickered.
Qian Renxue, dressed in a light gold palace gown, stood quietly by the window, her gaze fixed on the brightly lit Tian Dou Imperial City in the distance.
The cool moonlight cast a holy halo over her exquisite profile.
She stretched out her slender fingers, silently calculating in her mind.
Based on the pattern of the colorless poison's onset and the recent physical condition of Emperor Xueye as reported by his informants.
Tonight may very well be the last time the snowy night can no longer suppress the poison.
This was also the best time for them to take action.
"Master."
She spoke softly, then turned to look at the figure sitting calmly behind her, sipping fragrant tea.
Qian Daobai was still dressed in a plain white robe, his temperament detached from worldly affairs, as if all the troubles of the world had nothing to do with him.
He put down his teacup and looked up at his disciple.
"Ready?"
"Yes, Master."
Qian Renxue responded respectfully, her eyes gleaming with confidence.
"Everyone is in position, waiting for Master's command."
Qian Daobai nodded slightly and stood up from his seat.
"Then let's go."
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