Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 27

I kept my head down, refusing to look at him, and my sobs gradually intensified. I secretly rubbed my pitiful nose to enhance the artistic effect.

"Xiao Yi." Zi Mo reached out to hug me, but I stubbornly dodged away.

"Just one night."

"Okay." I happily jumped on him, certain he would give in. Hehe, Zi Mo is someone I brought back, I can't let him go to someone else.

Zimo coaxed me to sleep that night, and I didn't have the energy to bother him anymore, so I cooperated and waited for the god of sleep to summon me.

Zi Mo was fanning me, but his mind wasn't on me.

"What's wrong?" I moved aside to let him come up.

Zi Mo sighed, patted my head, and said, "Fourth Brother is worried about Su Gu."

"What's there to worry about? He's not going to die."

Zi Mo looked dejected and covered me with a thin blanket: "You go to sleep first, I'll go to the study."

Go to the study, I don't want to be abandoned! I jumped off the bed, grabbed his sleeve, and wouldn't let him go.

Zi Mo smiled at me and said, "Stop acting cute, Fourth Brother really has something to take care of."

"Of course I know you have something to do. What is it that's more important than me?" She looked at him with a wronged expression, determined not to let him leave.

Zi Mo shook his head, his forehead wrinkling more deeply. "Do you know who died?"

Yes, I know. I heard it from them. "Who?"

“Sun Jingli. The eldest son of the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, something is bound to happen to him tomorrow. I wonder how Su Gu is?” Zi Mo frowned, his eyes filled with worry.

"They're all dead anyway," I said, stating the facts.

Zi Mo helped me to bed. "Go to sleep. This is none of your business. As long as you eat well and sleep well, your fourth brother will be happy."

"You stay with me."

"Okay." Zi Mo pulled me down to lie down. He fanned me with a palm-leaf fan, but the worry on his face did not lessen at all.

Seeing how pitiful he looked, I kindly said, "Don't even think about it. That emperor isn't stupid."

Zi Mo looked at me, puzzled, not understanding what I meant.

I said irritably, "That person is definitely going to die, right?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

There's nothing I don't know. I glanced at him proudly: "As a person of high status, he can't die in such a disgraceful way."

"Why didn't we arrange it that way?" Zi Mo finally revealed his apology.

I gave him a mischievous grin. "I knew you guys had this planned." He nodded sheepishly. "But we didn't want Su Gu to get involved."

"If I didn't intend to get involved, why would I be at the scene?" "This... was probably an accident."

"Perhaps this wasn't originally planned, but someone anticipated the change and added him. The person who guessed the problem should be Chouqian."

"How so?" Zi Mo leaned against me, waiting for me to tell the story. I cleared my throat and said, "Bring some tea, and let me explain it to you in detail."

"Yes, Lord Ziyi." Zimo got out of bed and poured me a cup of fine Pu'er tea.

Taking a sip of tea, I said smugly to him, "This is how it should be. Your plan itself is correct, but someone wants the Sun family to die and needs a scapegoat. This scapegoat can't be too low-ranking. For example, you wouldn't do. You're Lord Sun's direct subordinate, so it would be too easy for him to deal with you. If something happens to you, it will affect someone's future plans. This person can't be too high-ranking either, or it will cause the Sun family to retaliate. So, Wu Hui and Chou Qian are out of the question. Who else but a demon could be someone who doesn't affect the grand plan, has a high status, and satisfies the Sun family?"

Zi Mo hugged me excitedly: "I didn't realize Eleventh Brother was so intelligent."

I proudly declared, "That's right, I'm a genius."

"You!" He pinched my nose. Then he said, "Is Su Gu still in Lao Li?"

I flicked his forehead without hesitation: "You're so stupid. What does the imperial court lack most right now?"

"money."

What do transgender people have at home?

"money."

"Should a subject share the burden of his monarch when faced with a matter of great importance?"

"yes."

"That's settled then. Time for bed." I pulled the thin blanket over myself.

Zi Mo still didn't understand and asked, "So even if we release them, the Sun family will still be resentful, right?" Zi Mo's brain was completely blank this time. I turned around and pounced on him, biting his nose to see what was inside. "That's a matter for those above."

"The Emperor? Do you expect the Emperor to give him back his son? You must be joking!" Zi Mo's lips twitched, clearly disapproving of my answer.

"Almost!" Zi Mo exclaimed in surprise, "How will you give it to me?"

"Sun Ziran, the third daughter of the Sun family, should have good news soon. A dragon prince! You've hit the jackpot! He'll be the eldest son of the emperor." I smiled and wiped my drool on his chest.

Zi Mo sighed, looking worried, and remained silent. I glared at him, a small flame of anger flickering in my eyes: "You miss Zi Ji!"

"Yes, I wonder how she is doing in the palace?" Zi Mo asked with concern, worried about his sister's fate due to the unpredictable changes in the royal family.

I brushed away his hand, which was trying to coax me to sleep, and angrily buried my face in the pillow, ignoring him completely. Go think about your sister! You jerk!

Zimo patted my back and tugged at the pillow, trying to create some distance between us. I held on tightly.