Chapter 241
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The Sixth Prince's Palace.
Pang Ran lay on the bed like a dead pig, allowing the maidservants to apply medicine to his swollen buttocks. The intense pain caused him to howl like a pig being slaughtered, and he cursed Pang Zihuang in his heart.
Damn it, that bastard didn't know how to be gentler, he was simply trying to beat me to death! Is he really my son or not?
Just as Pang Ran was howling, the room door was kicked open with a bang. He jumped up in shock and hurriedly pulled up his pants, then roared angrily at the people outside, "Can't you f * cking see that I'm taking off my pants? Get the f * ck out of here right now! "
Hiss!
Because the movement was too violent, it pulled at the wound on Pang Ran's buttocks. He grimaced in pain and felt even more displeased.
The person who appeared at the door was the Imperial Advisor, Lin Yue, with a group of imperial guards behind him. He stared at Pang Ran's buttocks with a gloomy gaze. Every time he thought about how this brat had sat on his face with his chrysanthemum, he wanted nothing more than to tear his buttocks apart!
"Damn it!"
Seeing Lin Yue's gaze, Pang Ran was so frightened that his chrysanthemum tightened. He hurriedly covered it with his hands and took a few steps back, "Lin Yue, I don't have any bad habits. Don't even think about touching me, I'm not into that sort of thing, especially when you're so ugly."
"Pang Ran! You're courting death! "
Hearing this brat's shameless words, Lin Yue gritted his teeth and sneered, "You tried to murder His Majesty first, and now you dare to tarnish my reputation! Your entire Sixth Prince's Palace is now surrounded by imperial guards! You won't be able to escape even if you grow wings! "
He had long been unhappy with this brat. If it wasn't for his damned mother, how could his sister not have obtained the position of Mother of the Nation? But His Majesty was too biased. No matter how outstanding the Third Prince was, he only had this good-for-nothing in his heart! A good-for-nothing like him would only be a waste of food if he lived, and would save the country money if he died.
However, His Majesty did not accept his good intentions! What a waste of his efforts for Black Tortoise Country!
"Wait."
Pang Ran's head was momentarily stunned. He tilted his head and looked at Lin Yue's ashen face in confusion, "What did you mean? Plotting to murder my Imperial Father? What about my Imperial Father? "
"Hmph!"
Lin Yue sneered and said, "You've done it yourself, how can you pretend that you don't know? Pang Ran, you really know how to act. It's a pity you didn't join the troupe! Fine, since you're pretending not to know, then I'll tell you as you wish! Right after you and the imposter left, His Majesty was poisoned to death! Do you dare to say that you didn't poison him? Pang Ran, you colluded with outsiders to murder His Majesty, how should you be punished? "
Just now, his younger sister had given him a type of lethal poison that would kill him in less than an hour! It had been almost an hour since then. Pang Zihuang must have died by now!
From now on, Black Tortoise Country was their world!
Boom!
However, after hearing Lin Yue's words, Pang Ran's mind instantly went blank. There were only a few words that kept replaying in his mind.
He died from the poison!
No! Impossible! The Goddess had said that there were still three days left before the poison from the crouching grass would take effect! How long had it been? How could Father have died from the poison?
It must be them!
That's right! Father must have met this pair of brother and sister after I left with the Goddess, and then met with their evil schemes! They must have caused Father's death!
I recommend Lv An's feminist novel, "Evil Concubine: Cold Charming Prince Get Off the Bed". Girls can go read it. Oh right, this guy is a man. If you want to tease him, go ahead. No need to hold back. Haha!
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