Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss-Chapter 1480 - : 1479 wants to see the King
Chapter 1480: 1479 wants to see the King
“Yes, just one of these poison pills is enough to kill a person,” Tan Rou revealed a wicked smile. “Your Royal Highness, it’s best if you don’t speak and save your energy.”
“You…ugh…” The taste of the medicine surged up once again, making Busodi’s complexion grow even more unsightly. The dizziness combined with the unpleasant medicine tortured him to the brink of fainting.
Tan Rou then forced a few more pills down the throats of the nobles lying beside her. The nobles were extremely resistant, but they couldn’t move or speak, so they had no choice but to let Tan Rou push the medicine down.
After administering the medicine, Tan Rou finally allowed them to move. Once they could move, they didn’t trouble Tan Rou but instead turned over to induce vomiting, hoping to eject the poison pills.
Tan Rou shook her head lightly, these nobles really had no sense, couldn’t they see where they were? How could she possibly feed them poison in front of so many people?
When it was Laka’s turn, Tan Rou pressed on some acupoints on his body before administering the medicine. Laka braced himself for the bitterness, thinking he would be given the same treatment, but to his surprise, his medicine was sweet.
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“Sweet?” Laka began to suspect that Busodi and the others were pretending.
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Tan Rou chuckled and said, “This is medicine for treating heatstroke. It’s very effective, just one pill and you’ll be fine. The taste is different, yours is sweet, theirs is bitter, but the effectiveness is the same.”
Laka expressed his gratitude, “Thank you… thank you, Miss Rou”
Tan Rou responded, “You’ve got heatstroke, so rest against the wall for a while, and if you feel unwell, let me know.”
Laka nodded his head and then, with the assistance of the guards, moved to rest against the wall.
Upon hearing that Tan Rou had deliberately given them bitter medicine, Busodi cursed angrily, “Damn foreign woman, I’ll kill you…”
Tan Rou revealed a sneer, “Your Highness Princess Samiyi, someone in front of you wants to kill me, do you allow it?”
“Of course not!” Samiyi looked at Busodi, “Prince Busodi, can you now tell me why you barged into His Majesty the King’s bedchamber?”
With Samiyi’s prompting, Busodi suddenly remembered the day’s purpose. They were not there to pick a fight with Laka, they were there to find the King.
After returning, Kudu told him everything that had happened at the palace, and Kudu speculated that His Majesty the King had fallen ill to the point of not being able to show himself, which is why Princess Samiyi and Prince Laka were both handling state affairs.
Busodi immediately got in touch with Mahri, discovered Mahri had indeed been confined by that woman Samiyi, so he united a large group of nobles to rescue Mahri from his home, and right after, they arrived at the palace.
With Prince Busodi at the helm, a large group of nobles followed, so even the palace guards, who were on watch, did not dare obstruct them too much. They were significant figures, and if they were injured, there would surely be trouble. Hence, the guards turned a blind eye and, after a token resistance, let them in.
If Samiyi and Tan Rou had come back to the palace through the main entrance, they would certainly have encountered those waiting for them at the gate, but they used the service entrance and thus missed the message.
“I want to see His Majesty the King!” Busodi, feeling less heat after taking the medicine, bellowed, “His Majesty is ill, and we must visit him!”
“Exactly, we need to see the King.” With Busodi around, Mahri spoke with more confidence, “If you don’t let us see the King, then you are showing guilt! You wicked woman, you must be seeking to usurp power while His Majesty is ill.”
Samiyi spoke coldly, “Mahri, who released you?”
Mahri retorted, “I only take orders from His Majesty the King. If you want to imprison me, then you need to show a royal command; otherwise, I won’t comply!”
Anger filled Samiyi’s heart, and just as she was about to order the guards to seize Mahri, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.
“Who wishes to see the King?”
Samiyi was startled and immediately turned to see who spoke, “Brother!”
The King nodded slightly, “Samiyi, let me handle the rest.”
Samiyi nodded solemnly, “Yes.”
