Chapter 314 Brother Zhao... You should accept my condolences!

"Alright, if you lose, we will provide you with evidence, and you will need to personally go to the yamen to accuse him of murder."

Su Liluo nodded readily.

People won't believe certain things unless they see them with their own eyes, especially bookworms who have read countless classics.

"Okay, so what are you going to do now?"

Zhao Liancheng readily agreed, not at all worried that he would lose the bet. He still felt that these two must be prejudiced against Brother Su, which was why they were acting this way.

“If you eat this, they will all think you are dead and bury you. But don’t worry, we will help you get out of here and then take you to see what kind of person your Brother Su is in the dark.”

Su Liluo then took out a white pill from her sleeve and handed it to Zhao Liancheng.

This is a fake death pill she personally developed. After taking it, it will cause people to experience the illusion of sudden respiratory arrest and cessation of pulse. Most doctors would then determine that the person is dead.

However, the effects of this drug only last for three days. After three days, the antidote must be taken to wake up, otherwise the person will truly die.

"What is this thing? What if I don't wake up after eating it?"

Zhao Liancheng looked at the white pill in Su Liluo's hand with some fear.

"Don't you trust us? If we really wanted you dead, why would we bother saving you?"

Su Liluo couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Zhao Liancheng then realized that he had forgotten that they were the ones who had saved him.

So he scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry, I was confused. I'll listen to you."

After saying that, he picked up the pill and swallowed it directly.

A moment later, Zhao Liancheng closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Su Liluo and Xiao Ye exchanged a glance, and then walked out of the inner room together.

Outside, Su Xuanlang paced anxiously back and forth in the courtyard.

He knew that Su Liluo was skilled in medicine, and even more skilled than most doctors. She had cured the Crown Prince's leg, which was originally impossible for him to stand up. Could she really save Zhao Liancheng?

The thought of this made him uneasy.

When he saw Su Liluo and the others walking out from inside with serious expressions, he immediately went to greet them.

"Your Highness, how is Brother Zhao?"

Xiao Ye's expression was indifferent, with a slight hint of regret on his face.

With a soft sigh, he said, "Entrusted by a deceased friend, I will have his coffin sent back to his hometown so you can see him one last time!"

"What? Brother Zhao, he..."

Su Xuanlang's eyes showed shock, and although he appeared to be extremely sad, he was actually incredibly excited inside.

Very good!

Zhao Liancheng is finally dead!

It seems Su Liluo isn't omnipotent after all; she ultimately couldn't save the dying man.

Now a huge weight has been lifted from his heart. As long as Zhao Liancheng is dead, a bright future awaits him.

He is the hope of the entire second branch of the Su family!

If he can gain the dean's trust and marry the dean's daughter, he can one day pass the imperial examination with top honors and become an official in the court, thus helping the King of Chu seize the throne.

As long as the King of Chu ascends the throne, they will have rendered meritorious service in supporting the emperor. At that time, their second branch of the family can completely crush Su Zhen's family!

"Waaah... Brother Zhao!"

Su Xuanlang burst into tears of joy, let out a loud wail, and then pretended to be sad as he rushed into the house.

Su Liluo couldn't help but curl her lips into a mocking smile as she glanced at Su Xuanlang's retreating figure, muttering, "What a good actor!"

Back when he was in the Su family, he loved to play the role of an upright, kind, fair, and righteous eldest brother, outwardly scolding himself for bullying Su Wanshi and believing that he was malicious at heart.

But what is the reality?

He himself is the real hypocrite, constantly spouting benevolence and morality, but once his own interests are threatened, or once he sees the ladder to success that will allow him to rise above them, he will abandon all morality.

So seeing Su Xuanlang's hypocritical appearance today, she wasn't surprised at all.

After Su Xuanlang entered the house, he hugged Zhao Liancheng and cried for a long time. When he came out again, his face was covered with tears.

His eyes were bloodshot; he hadn't even cried like this when Jiang Qinshu died.

Su Liluo couldn't help but tease, "Young Master Su, you really have a special affection for Young Master Zhao. You probably weren't this heartbroken when your mother died!"

I never imagined that the bond you formed in just a few days as classmates would be deeper than the decades-long mother-son relationship you've had. It's truly touching!

"......."

Su Liluo's words made the students who originally thought Su Xuanlang was loyal and righteous look embarrassed, and they looked at Su Xuanlang with some curiosity.

Is that why he and Brother Zhao have such a good relationship?

He actually felt even more affection for her than for his own mother?

Is Su Xuanlang truly sincere, or is it just a matter of his feelings for Brother Zhao...?

Su Xuanlang also noticed the strange looks he was getting from those around him, and quickly explained, "Brother Zhao is incredibly talented, and I have always admired his abilities. Seeing such a talented person die so young makes me feel so sad."

"Young Master Zhao!"

Suddenly, just as Su Xuanlang finished speaking, a woman's anxious voice came from outside.

Su Liluo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman wearing a light blue cross-collar dress with a cinched waist, followed by two maids, running in from outside the gate with a panicked expression.

"What happened to Young Master Zhao? I heard he was poisoned. What exactly happened? Is he alright now?"

Seeing so many people in the courtyard, the woman didn't notice Su Liluo, a stranger, but instead looked directly at Su Xuanlang and the other students and asked them questions.

The students all hesitated and remained silent, as if afraid that what they said would cause the woman in front of them to break down.

Seeing their appearance, the woman felt a vague sense of unease, as if her heart was sinking.

After a moment of stunned silence, she moved again, about to rush into the house.

"If you won't tell me, I'll go see him myself!"

"Miss Lu!"

Seeing that the woman was about to rush into the inner room, Su Xuanlang quickly stepped forward to block her way, looking at her with a sorrowful expression.

“Miss Lu, please accept our condolences regarding Brother Zhao. We will take care of his funeral arrangements.”

Su Xuanlang said, his voice choked with emotion.

The woman's body suddenly swayed precariously, like a willow branch on the riverbank about to be snapped by a storm.

She swayed back and forth, seemingly about to faint.

"Miss."

Fortunately, two maids beside her stepped forward and helped her up.

The woman leaned softly against the maid, tears welling up in her eyes.

She choked back tears, unable to accept it: "Young Master Zhao... how could he do this? He was such a good person, how could this happen?"

Su Xuanlang stepped forward to comfort her: "Miss Lu, we can hardly believe this fact either, but it is the truth. Brother Zhao's family is from another place, and I suppose he also hopes to return to his roots after he left."

We'll collect his body and then arrange for his coffin to be sent back to his hometown. You shouldn't be too sad. I'm sure Brother Zhao would want you to cheer up soon if he knew.”