Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 949

Chapter 949: His Actual Target Was The Emperor

Caught off guard, Wanyan Luosang ended up taking on the full force of his bite.

The excruciating pain made her raise her hand and bring it down to strike Wanyan Zhi’s neck.

However, Chu Jiu was faster and grabbed her wrist in one swift motion.

“Why would you attack a child, Princess Luosang? That strike could have injured or crippled the Prince,” Chu Jiu said coldly. She flung Wanyan Luosang’s arm aside, then pinched Wanyan Zhi’s cheeks, forcing his jaw to slacken.

Wanyan Zhi suddenly burst into tears.

“You lied to me, Grandaunt. My father’s gone, and you killed his beloved horse too. You’re all bad people…”

Heartbroken, Long Qingzhi hurried forward and hugged him in her arms. “Don’t be sad, Zhi’er. They’re all bad people, but you still have me. I’ll always be with you.”

Wanyan Zhi continued to howl in anguish, “Father’s gone, and so is his beloved horse…”

Pain gripped Long Qingzhi’s heart, and she whipped her head around to give Wanyan Luosang a look of intense hatred. “Get out of here right now, or things are going to get very ugly.”

Cradling her injured right hand, Wanyan Luosang was just as furious. “How dare you get angry when your son’s the one who bit me? I’m his grandaunt. Is this how he treats his elders?”

Long Qingzhi’s eyes were bloodshot. “Wanyan Luosang, don’t you dare act all superior! Aren’t you ashamed of using a child to achieve your goal? You have no right to call yourself his elder!”

Wanyan Zhi suddenly said through loud sobs, “Grandaunt broke her promise. She said that if I helped her, she would find a way to bring Father’s beloved horse to Great Shang for me. Grandaunt’s a liar! They killed Father’s horse long ago…”

Wanyan Luosang turned pale and opened her mouth to say something, but Lu Liangwei was faster. She asked Wanyan Zhi gently, “Zhi’er, what did your grandaunt ask you to do?”

Wanyan Luosang wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Sniffling, Wanyan Zhi replied, “She smeared a kind of medicinal powder on my finger and told me to touch Uncle’s mouth when he carried me.”

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Lu Liangwei’s face turned grim, and she glared at Wanyan Luosang. “Princess Luosang, what else do you have to say for yourself?”

Wanyan Luosang’s face was as white as a sheet, and her hands were balled into tight fists. Right now, she could not panic, or she would be done for.

Struggling to maintain her composure, she said, “Your Highness, how can you take the words of a six-year-old child seriously? Or could it be that you staged this entire show with him to frame me because you don’t like me? I adore the Emperor, so why would I make a child put medicinal powder on his finger and touch him? Besides, how would I know that he would carry Zhi’er?”

Noting the dread in her eyes, Lu Liangwei pressed on. “Wanyan Luosang, don’t think of shifting the blame to me. I’ve already found out about you instigating Zhi’er to poison the Emperor long ago. During the Lantern Festival, Zhi’er suddenly ran to me as if he wanted me to carry him, but his actual target was the Emperor.

Because I’m pregnant, the Emperor wouldn’t let me carry him. Zhi’er’s a smart child, and he visits the palace often, too. I’ve never carried him ever since I got pregnant, so he clearly knew that the Emperor wouldn’t let me do it. Besides, he’s the Emperor’s only nephew, so the Emperor would definitely carry him because he couldn’t bear to let him down. None of us guarded against him because – first, he’s still a child; and second, he’s the Grand Princess’s son. There was no reason for him to harm the Emperor.”