Chapter 252: The Demon Lord Princess's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 252: The Xishang Crown Prince's Hand

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

The black-clothed person pondered briefly before replying, "In my view, they will likely choose to act on the day the Dongying Princess is married off."

Qianqian pondered silently for a moment, feeling she had no further questions to ask for the time being. She then turned her gaze to Shangguan Xingyan beside her and asked softly, "Elder Brother Xingyan, do you have any other questions you want to understand?"

Shangguan Xingyan pondered slightly, then said slowly, "Then if they act again next time, how many people do you expect they will dispatch? And who will be arranged to lead the team? What is the specific action plan?"

The black-clothed person showed a difficult expression, hesitating a moment before answering, "To be honest, this operation ended in failure; next time it will probably be personally led by the person who met with me here today."

"This person is the Ouyang Crown Prince's confidant, and also the leader of the dark guards. As for the detailed action plan... this lowly one truly does not know."

"After all, I am merely a small squad leader; I command only twelve subordinates. And this operation, we dispatched a total of two squads to participate."

Shangguan Xingyan stared intently at the black-clothed person before him, continuing to press, "Then how many squads are you divided into in total?"

The black-clothed person nodded slightly, lowering his voice to reply, "Reporting to the Adult, we have six squads in total. Among them, one squad specifically follows beside the Crown Prince and the Ouyang Princess, responsible for their safety and protection;

and among the remaining five squads, besides the two already dispatched to execute tasks today, there remain three squads standing by at any time."

Shangguan Xingyan nodded thoughtfully, immediately throwing out another key question, "Then exactly how many dead soldiers does the Xishang Crown Prince possess?"

The black-clothed person showed a difficult expression, slowly shaking his head to indicate he knew nothing about this. He explained helplessly, "Adult, you may not know! We dark guards and dead soldiers belong to different departments, there is not much intersection between us, so we indeed do not know much about the other side's specific situation."

After hearing the black-clothed person's words, the others present all fell into a stretch of silence. They looked at each other, seemingly all thinking about the deep meaning hidden behind this matter.

At this moment, Qianqian, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly spoke, "Alright, since that's the case, I can let you go. But absolutely not a single word about everything that happened today may you mention to anyone! Otherwise..." A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

The black-clothed person hurriedly agreed, saying eagerly, "Miss, rest assured, even if you didn't say so, I would never dare reveal this to others! After all, what I'm doing now already counts as betraying the Crown Prince; if the Crown Prince finds out, I'm afraid I won't escape death either!"

Although Qianqian secretly thought what he said indeed had some reason, she was cautious by nature and still kept an extra watchful eye. She lightly reached into her pouch, rummaged a moment, and took out a small, exquisite medicinal pill.

Then, she handed this mysterious medicinal pill to Shiyi beside her, and signaled him to feed it to that captured black-clothed person.

Seeing this, the black-clothed person asked with a face full of suspicion, "I've already said everything that should be said, why do you still want to feed me this poison?"

Qianqian smiled faintly, replying softly, "Don't panic, this poison will not take your life immediately. It is merely a chronic poison; taking one antidote pill every so often will keep you safe, and during the medication period you will not feel the slightest pain or discomfort.

However, if you fail to take the medicine on time, then in another five years or ten years, the various organs in your body will gradually fail, ultimately leading to death."

Hearing this, the black-clothed person's heart couldn't help but sink. He secretly pondered, perhaps he should hurry to find the Crown Prince for help, see if he could find an expert to detoxify him.

Just as he was thinking thus, Qianqian seemed to see through his thoughts, and immediately said, "You may go find any physician to examine you freely, but this antidote exists only in my hands; others, even if they rack their brains, cannot refine it.

Only because this antidote contains an extremely special and rare medicinal ingredient, and what this ingredient ultimately is, no one knows except me."

The black-clothed person frowned tightly upon hearing this, and asked, "Then may I ask how often I need to take the antidote?" Qianqian replied calmly, "Once every three months. After this matter is properly resolved, I will naturally bestow upon you a medicinal pill that can completely purge the toxin, so you need not worry excessively."

The black-clothed person's tightly wound heartstrings finally relaxed at this moment; he breathed a sigh of relief. After he finished speaking, Qianqian lightly parted her vermilion lips, ordering Shiyi beside her to release this black-clothed person.

The black-clothed person at this moment could be described as covered in wounds, too miserable to behold; even standing had become an extravagant hope. His legs softened, his body uncontrollably plummeted to sit heavily on the cold, hard ground, emitting a dull "thud."

Seeing this, Qianqian frowned slightly, turned to Yue Yi and instructed, "You send him to the Imperial Palace back gate. As for whether he ultimately lives or dies, that depends entirely on his own fortune."

Yue Yi responded respectfully, then stepped forward, effortlessly hoisting the severely injured black-clothed person, his figure flashing like an arrow leaving the bowstring as he rushed toward the Imperial Palace back gate.

Shangguan Xingyu witnessed all this, looking at Qianqian with a face full of suspicion, and asked, "Qianqian, is the poison you just used truly effective?" Qianqian nodded without hesitation, answering affirmatively, "Naturally it is real."

Shangguan Xingyu still held a thread of doubt in her heart; she originally wanted to ask where this poison came from, but on second thought, everyone has secrets they don't want known, so she forcibly swallowed the words back down.

At this moment, the three people sat around that exquisite stone table, sunk in contemplation. Qianqian always felt something seemed off about the matter, but for a time she couldn't sort out a single clue.

And what Shangguan Xingyan thought was to deploy more manpower before his younger sister set off for Dachang, so as to ensure absolute safety. As for Shangguan Xingyu, her mind kept flashing back to the terrifying scene of torturing the black-clothed person just now, her heart still pounding non-stop. Just like that, the three each had their own thoughts, and no one broke this silence.