1015 Courtesan Zheng is Done For

"Mfhmphph!!" The tied-up woman let out unintelligible muffled sounds.

After setting up a sound-isolating defensive boundary, Qiao Mu finally nodded in her direction.

Ao'ye then took out the rag stuffing Courtesan Zheng's mouth.

Correct, the person tied up in the center of the ninth floor of the pagoda was that Courtesan Zheng who had once been lavished with royal favor but who had now fallen into the depths of the mire.

While the pygmy tied up beside Courtesan Zheng was precisely the Sir Black Cat that the crown prince had captured alive.

At this moment, this Sir Black Cat didn't have a single piece of intact flesh, and he had long been tortured until he was barely breathing, merely clinging on to his last breath.

Was it unexpected? Are you surprised?

Qiao Mu, with a snigger drifting past her lips, pattered over with shorts steps to Courtesan Zheng.

"What are you planning to do? You witch!" Zheng Ru shuddered in complete horror, her gaze seemingly looking at a demon that was walking out from hell.

"You still don't understand?" As Qiao Mu swept her a contemptuous glance, she gently tucked her loose hair behind her ear as she said lightly, "I want you to die."

Meanwhile, Ao'ye kept his head and eyes down, doing his utmost to enter an old monk's unperturbed meditation state of "I didn't see anything at all."

"I thought you would cease your antics after entering the Cold Palace, but who knew that you would actually be this stupid." Qiao Mu sighed before turning to look at Ao'ye. "You tell her."

She felt exhausted from talking to such a moron.

Ao'ye twitched his mouth before clearing his throat and recounting, "You had someone recruit some beggars and hoodlums on the streets and spread rumors that a witch has come into the world, so disaster will befall from heaven. At the beginning, we were not sure who had set this up."

"But the crown prince consort still keenly sensed that this incident seemed to be targeting her." Ao'ye truly admired their young crown prince consort, who was still able to acutely sniff out something amiss from this confounding incident.

"The crown prince consort knew that the person behind the scenes wouldn't leave the matter as is, so she just simply left the capital for several days, which also gave us time to keep investigating."

"The pivotal point was when His Highness the Crown Prince finally pried open this pygmy's mouth and obtained a lot of information. Such as, he fed you an extra-strength regeneration pill, deceiving you that your body had recovered so that you would go against the crown prince consort. Yet in truth, you would melt into a pile of flesh and blood without hope of restoration once the seven days were up."

At this point, Zheng Ru screeched, "Impossible! My face, my body have already recovered."

"Stop kidding yourself." Qiao Mu sniggered. "Your face starts to rot once night comes around, right. Not everyone in the world is able to detoxify the nether posy, this kind of heat poison, that I added to the beautifying pill."

"It's you!! It's you!" Courtesan Zheng screeched in terror, her eyes wanting to burst out of her sockets as she glared at Qiao Mu.

Beautifying pill? What beautifying pill!? Could it be… the beautifying pill that her brother had racked his brains to seize had actually been tampered with by this young crown prince consort?

Ah! Once Zheng Ru thought of this possibility, she practically started screaming immediately from her pent-up frustrations.

"I want to see the king, I want to see the king! Let me out! The king, I want to see the king!"

"Haven't you plotted out a good show for me?" Qiao Mu gazed at Courtesan Zheng contemptuously before coldly announcing, "I helped you arrange this show to be even more entertaining…"

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