Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 673

Chapter 673: Chapter 676 The Purple and Green Twin Swords, Appear! [4th update, please subscribe]

"You... you..."

Clutching his chest in pain, the Second Prince staggered backward, weak and powerless. His eyes widened as he listened to Rui’er’s words. Even now, he found it impossible to believe that his eight-year-old sister had orchestrated all of this. She was just too young.

"Who... Who was it... Who put you up to this?" he asked weakly, clinging to his last breath. He was convinced his little sister was far too young, an unwitting puppet in someone else’s scheme.

To his surprise, Rui’er only smiled sweetly at his question. "Second Brother, don’t waste your energy wondering," she said in a soft, childlike voice. "I thought of everything myself."

"How could that be?" The Second Prince’s eyes bulged in horror.

"You and Eldest Brother are both too foolish," Rui’er snorted. "In your hands, this country can do nothing more than defend its walls. But in my hands, it will be different. I will strive to forge it into a Three-Star nation, a country that has a Sacrificial Spirit."

The Second Prince’s pupils dilated. His little sister, a mere eight years old, had just said such a thing.

"When I die... someone will surely suspect you," the Second Prince managed, gritting his teeth. "How did you open the window? Where did the poison come from? Once they investigate, Little Sister, you..."

He didn’t need to finish the sentence; the implication was obvious. Besides, he no longer had the strength. The sharp, agonizing pain in his chest told him he was about to die.

Watching the color drain from his face, Rui’er sighed. "Second Brother, since you’re about to die, I suppose I can tell you." She produced a piece of paper and held it before his eyes. "Does the handwriting on this look familiar?"

The Second Prince’s astonishment deepened.

"It’s your handwriting," Rui’er said with a smile. "Forged by Master Wang, the man who taught you how to write as a child. Are you wondering why he would help me? Well, Second Brother, that’s your own fault. He was your teacher, yet when his family faced hardship, you looked down on his humble position and refused to lift a finger to help. I, on the other hand, helped him. And so, Master Wang was willing to help me.

"As for the key? Chief Steward Qin gave it to me. He’s the eunuch closest to our father. Why would he help me? Because I treat him as a friend. You may have bribed him, but you only ever saw him as a servant. The difference is immense.

"Of course, Chief Steward Qin will claim that Little Linzi stole the key. And the poison? Little Linzi gave that to you as well.

"Little Linzi is your personal attendant. Why would he willingly take the blame? Because I promised his family a better life.

"Oh, Second Brother, Second Brother. You have always treated those who help you, those who follow you, as mere servants. I, however, see them as friends and consider things from their perspective.

"So, who do you think they would rather help? Isn’t it obvious?"

The eight-year-old girl’s thinking was sharp and clear, her plotting and manipulation hardly inferior to that of an adult. This revelation made the Second Prince’s eyes bulge with amazement. He had so greatly underestimated his little sister.

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