HCB Chapter 225 I promise you...
Chapter 225 I promise you...
He knew all too well that once he got involved in this fierce and brutal battle for the throne, it would be like stepping onto a road of no return, with no possibility of turning back.
However, faced with the current situation, how could Pei Hechuan bear to sit idly by and watch his mother suffer persecution and harm?
He slowly raised his head, his deep and resolute eyes fixed on Pei Ancheng, as if trying to see through the other's appearance to the depths of his heart.
Then, in a low but determined voice, he said:
"Alright, I agree to participate in this matter. However, before that, you must first give me the antidote for the poison that my mother was poisoned with, and solemnly swear to ensure that her life will not be threatened in any way afterward."
Upon hearing this, Pei Ancheng revealed a subtle smile, as if he had anticipated Pei Hechuan's response.
He nodded slightly in agreement, then calmly reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small, exquisite porcelain bottle.
Then, with a gentle wave of his arm, the porcelain bottle shot towards Pei Hechuan like a shooting star.
Upon seeing this, Pei Hechuan swiftly caught the crucial little medicine bottle.
But when he looked down at what he was holding, a surge of dissatisfaction welled up inside him.
He suddenly kicked the large sack that had been used to transport him, muttering a complaint under his breath:
"Hmph! You lot, you invited someone over and you're so rude and disrespectful! Look what you've done to my face, it's almost disfigured!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he gasped as if in unbearable pain, and quickly reached out to gently touch the corner of his mouth, his face full of pity.
At the same time, he muttered to himself, "Oh dear, I really hope I don't get disfigured because of this... otherwise how will I ever be able to go out and face people again!"
Pei Ancheng stood quietly to the side, his gaze silently fixed on the scene before him.
He knew that his fourth brother had always valued beauty and loved all kinds of skin care products.
Thinking of this, Pei Ancheng couldn't help but feel a surge of pride.
After all, now that he has this treasure in his hands—the beauty cream—he will undoubtedly have a better chance of winning and more confidence when competing with Pei Yunjing for an important position in the family in the future.
Pei Ancheng's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and then he said slowly:
"This is the finest beauty cream, Fourth Brother!" he said, reaching into his sleeve and carefully pulling out a delicate, small, light green jar.
However, Pei Hechuan merely glanced at the small jar indifferently, his expression remaining completely unchanged, and casually said:
"No need! Thank you for your kindness, Third Brother, I appreciate it. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now! Farewell, Third Brother!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already lifted his leg and strode towards the door.
Seeing this, Pei Ancheng quickly asked in a low voice, "Don't you need me to see you off?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Hechuan abruptly stopped, his brows furrowing as he pondered to himself:
Why is Pei Ancheng, who has always had a strained relationship with me, being so attentive today?
Could it be that a weasel is offering New Year's greetings to a phoenix—with ill intentions?
Thinking of this, Pei Hechuan snorted coldly, turned around and continued walking towards the door without looking back, disappearing from the doorway in the blink of an eye.
Pei Ancheng watched Pei Hechuan's disappearing figure, his smile gradually freezing, and a shadow of gloom flashing in his eyes.
He shook his head slightly and muttered to himself, "Fourth brother, you're being too cautious. But it's fine this way, it saves me the trouble of arranging the follow-up scenes."
He turned back to the table in the room, picked up the small green jar, and gently played with it in his hands.
This beauty cream is indeed a secret recipe from the palace. I originally intended to use it as a bargaining chip to win over Pei Hechuan, but I didn't expect him to be completely unmoved.
"Hmph, Fourth Brother, since you are so ungrateful, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
A ruthless glint flashed in Pei Ancheng's eyes. He put the beauty cream back into his sleeve, then summoned a trusted servant and whispered a few instructions.
At this moment, Pei Hechuan had already left Pei Ancheng's residence, and his mood was extremely heavy.
He knew that although he had temporarily agreed to Pei Ancheng's request, he had to be more careful in this battle for the throne, otherwise he might fall into an abyss at any time.
He quickened his pace, eager to return to his residence as soon as possible to check if the antidote in the porcelain bottle was truly effective.
At the same time, he also began to think about how to protect himself in this power struggle, and even find an opportunity to counter Pei Ancheng.
Upon returning to his residence, Pei Hechuan immediately summoned his trusted guards and secretly instructed them to strengthen the protection of Consort Shu and to secretly investigate Pei Ancheng's every move.
He knew he could no longer be passively attacked; he had to take the initiative to survive in this game.
Meanwhile, Pei Ancheng's attendants, following his instructions, began to secretly spread news about Pei Hechuan's alliance with Pei Ancheng.
He wanted to use this opportunity to make the other princes suspicious of Pei Hechuan, thereby isolating him and laying the foundation for future actions.
As night fell, the power struggles within the palace intensified.
Pei Hechuan and Pei Ancheng each harbored their own ulterior motives, and every move they made was fraught with calculation and danger.
In this game of power, there can only be one ultimate victor, while the loser may pay the price with their life.
Deep within the palace, the night was as dark as ink, broken only by the occasional sound of the wind and the distant drumbeats.
Pei Hechuan sat in his study, the candlelight illuminating his pensive face.
The porcelain bottle in his hand shimmered faintly under the light. The authenticity of the antidote was still unknown, but he knew he had to act quickly.
He opened the porcelain bottle, carefully poured out a pill, and gently sniffed it.
The pills emitted a faint, pleasant fragrance, but this did not completely dispel his doubts. He summoned a servant skilled in medicine and whispered to him whether the pills were poisonous.
After a careful examination, the attendant told Pei Hechuan that the pill appeared to be fine, but to ensure safety, he suggested testing it on animals first.
Pei Hechuan nodded, but he had already made up his mind. He couldn't wait; his mother's safety couldn't afford to be compromised.
Meanwhile, Pei Ancheng was having a private conversation with his trusted advisor in his study.
His eyes were cold, and a faint smile played on his lips as he planned his next move.
He knew Pei Hechuan wouldn't give in easily, but his plan had already begun and was just waiting for the right time.
The next day, news spread through the palace that Consort Shu had suddenly fallen seriously ill, and the imperial physicians were helpless.
Upon hearing the news, Pei Hechuan was extremely anxious and immediately rushed to Consort Shu's palace.
He saw his mother lying on the bed, her face pale and her breath weak, and his anger and worry erupted like a volcano.