The Reborn Girl Wants to Kill Me

Chapter 121 My foster brother went to the capital instead of me

Ji Sheng knelt on the ground, cold sweat soaking his back.

He was looking forward to hearing the emperor's reward, but after reading the urgent report, the emperor became furious and grabbed the jade pillow beside him and threw it at him.

"Okay, okay," the emperor laughed in anger, but before he could speak he coughed, and his anger suddenly grew even greater.

"Someone, come! Suppress this...impostor! Interrogate him for me! Let us see what his real intention is in pretending to be a descendant of the Ji family!"

Ji Sheng looked up suddenly, with disbelief and panic in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please be merciful. I did not lie. I am indeed a descendant of the Ji family."

Ji Sheng kowtowed in fear. He was just waiting to soar to the sky after curing the emperor. He was excited and happy that everything was going as he imagined, but he didn't understand why it changed the next moment.

It must be Ji Yanli’s doing!

An eunuch had already come to drag him away, but Ji Sheng struggled to crawl towards the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am indeed a descendant of the Ji family. I was adopted by the Ji family since I was a child. My parents treat me and my brother equally. Your Majesty, I made that pill. The fleshworms in your body have been completely eliminated. Please spare me, spare me..."

The emperor closed his eyes, feeling the decay of his body, and sneered: "Spare you? When I sent Zheng De to pick someone up, I clearly stated that I wanted a descendant of the Ji family. Why didn't you say you adopted her? Also, the prescription wasn't even complete yet, and you actually dared to use it on me——"

Torture him severely! Is he a spy from the enemy country? Torture him severely and make him tell the truth!

"How is that possible? There is absolutely no problem with that prescription, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please believe me, Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

No matter how Ji Sheng struggled and cried, he was dragged out and thrown into prison. Before he could recover, he was put on the rack.

In the yard where Ji Sheng rented a house, Qiao Chuzhu stood up and pounded her aching waist, looking at the clothes in the basin waiting for her to wash, and the fallen leaves in the yard that had not yet been swept up.

She pursed her lips, went into the house, took out the few copper coins that Ji Sheng had left for her before he left in the morning, and planned to go buy some groceries and cook first.

Before coming to the capital, she fantasized about the good life in the capital, where she would be served by servants, have clothes to wear and food to eat, wear silk and satin, and eat delicious food.

After arriving in the capital, she discovered that she was that slave.

Walking down the street, looking at the hawkers coming and going, and the dazzling array of shops, she couldn't help but walk to the door of a cosmetics shop.

She touched her face, which was much rougher than when she was in the village, clenched the copper coins in her hand, and walked in.

"Oh, you're here, Miss. We have new Jade Rouge and Begonia Rouge in the store. We've saved them for you."

Qiao Chuzhu looked at the rouge in exquisitely packaged boxes on the counter and smiled.

"I want--"

"Okay, wrap them all up for our lady."

"Okay, wait a moment."

The waiter didn't even look at Qiao Chuzhu. He had been here for seven or eight years and had become very shrewd. He could tell at a glance what people bought and what people didn't.

Qiao Chuzhu shut his mouth and turned to look at the master and servant who came in from behind. Not to mention what the master looked like, the maid was wearing a dress of emerald green gauze, a material that Qiao Chuzhu didn't even dare to touch.

"Miss, it's all here. A total of ten taels of silver."

Qiao Chuzhu stared in disbelief at the two boxes on the counter, each less than the size of a thumb. Ten taels of silver!

Her expression of seeing a ghost caused the people next to her to sneer. She blushed immediately and turned to walk out.

"Miss, our master said that Ji Sheng was thrown into prison and is unlikely to survive. I wonder if the woman who claimed to be his fiancée will also be arrested."

Veiled Wang Pingting hummed listlessly.

It is true that Wang Pingting likes Ji Sheng. She is the youngest daughter and her father has always spoiled her. He was originally very optimistic about Ji Sheng, but when he came back from a long trip last time, he ordered her not to see Ji Sheng again.

After she repeatedly asked her father, he sighed and told her that Ji Sheng already had a fiancée before he came to Beijing. Even after he came to Beijing, the two of them continued to exchange letters, and Ji Sheng even gave a personal token to that woman.

Since he already had a fiancée, he still flirted with his daughter and disturbed her heart. How could this not make Doctor Wang angry?

He thought more deeply that Ji Sheng dared to do such a thing, he was nothing more than a person who forgot his principles when he saw profit. He went after his daughter, so he must have some intentions towards their family or him.

The only thing about him that people admire is his acupuncture skills.

Thinking about it this way, if Doctor Wang didn't have such high quality, he would have rushed up to Ji Sheng and slapped him.

Shameless guy, truly shameless guy!

It was the first time Wang Pingting saw her father warn her so sternly, and her love for Ji Sheng disappeared for the most part.

The master and servant were chatting casually when they heard a man in front of them, dressed in coarse cloth and clean without even a hairpin, ask in a sharp voice: "You said Ji Sheng was imprisoned. Which Ji Sheng is it?"

Wang Pingting frowned, and the maidservant beside her stood guard over her: "Who is this rat who sneaked in to eavesdrop on people's conversations? What does what I said to my young lady have to do with you?"

Qiao Chuzhu pushed the maid away regardless and was about to grab Wang Pingting. Wang Pingting screamed in fright, but when she saw Qiao Chuzhu's face, which was rough and tired but good-looking, she suddenly reacted.

"Are you Ji Sheng's fiancée?"

Qiao Chuzhu nodded in agreement: "Yes, you can tell me now, is the Ji Sheng you are talking about the Ji Sheng from the Imperial Hospital?"

After she asked, she denied it first.

"No, Ji Sheng told me that our good days were coming when he left this morning. It should just be that we have the same name and surname."

Wang Pingting looked her up and down and felt that it was shameful to like the same man as such a vulgar person. What was even more shameful was that this vulgar person was the man's fiancée.

The little bit of affection I had left for Ji Sheng also disappeared.

Wang Pingting: "Since your fiancé is Ji Sheng, who works at the Imperial Hospital, then that's correct. He's been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice for deceiving the emperor. While you can still visit him, you should go and see him more often."

After saying this, she no longer paid any attention to Qiao Chuzhu, picked up her rouge, and left with her maid.

Only Qiao Chuzhu was left, in great panic.

The crime of deceiving the emperor?

She was so scared that her whole body started shaking. She didn't care about anything else and hurried back to the yard.

As for going to the Ministry of Justice to see Ji Sheng, she didn't dare. When she was in the village, she relied on her father being the village chief to do whatever she wanted, but when she really met an official, she hid faster than anyone else.

Not to mention the Ministry of Justice where the prisoners were detained. If Ji Sheng really committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, what would happen if those people saw her and arrested her as an accomplice?

Qiao Chuzhu started packing up her things again. She also packed up the things in Ji Sheng's rented courtyard that could be sold for money, ready to sell them for travel expenses.

She planned to go back to the village first. No matter what, that was the place she grew up in and was the place she was most familiar with. She would feel safe only when hiding there.

At the same time, King Yan took his last medicinal bath and swallowed the osmanthus-flavored pills made by Ji Yanli.

Soon, he too began to twitch, and after a moment, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The fleshy worm within the black blood was different from the ones the Emperor and the Seventh Prince had vomited out; it had already shriveled up. After spitting out the black blood, the Prince of Yan felt no discomfort, and in fact, felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.