Everyone in my harem is talented

Chapter 442 Consequences

"Ming Yu, is this wine pot a gift to Twelve?" Qin Zhi raised his hand, picked up the silver-gray lead-tin pot, and threw it into the eldest prince's arms.

The eldest prince Qin Mingyu caught the lead-tin pot and turned it over a few times, then asked in surprise: "Father, has this pot been tampered with? Why is my twelfth brother lying on the bed?"

"My twelfth brother has also been poisoned." The ninth prince Qin Mingxuan looked solemn. Seeing that his father did not respond to his eldest brother's question, he answered.

Qin Zhi: "Yes or no."

"Yes."

The eldest prince Qin Mingyu nodded obediently.

Then, he asked anxiously, "Father, has this silver mist cloud pattern pot been poisoned?"

"Father, I am innocent. This silver mist and cloud pattern pot was indeed made by me. I gave it to my twelfth brother as a reward.

However, the palace servants would boil the utensils that come into contact with food in boiling water several times and then dry them before using them. If this son of mine had been coated with poison, he would have cleaned it long ago."

He knelt down and tried to make excuses. His brain was like a hot bellows, with hot thoughts surging in his mind.

The mother was poisoned, and Twelve was also poisoned. It was no joke to put the blame on them for poisoning and murdering their brothers and even their adoptive mother.

Before, he and Liu Jingzhou talked about the matter of Concubine Yu in a light tone, saying that he would let his ninth brother prove that his third brother poisoned their adoptive mother, and then overturn his case. It was only because it had nothing to do with him that he could be so nonchalant.

He was still young and ignorant at that time, so he did such a thing as harming his mother who was pregnant with his twelfth brother.

Now that I'm older, I finally understand how serious the consequences would be if what happened back then were ever uncovered.

A son killing his mother or a brother mutilating his younger brother are both extremely treasonous and against human ethics. Throughout history, those who have committed such crimes have been sentenced to death, reduced to a commoner, or imprisoned. He could not accept any of these options.

"Where did this pot come from? The pot with silver mist and cloud pattern?" Qin Zhi asked slowly.

"I have forgotten where it came from. It happened several years ago."

"When I moved out of the Qilin Palace, I saw this pot in the storeroom. It was neither gold nor silver, but its silver-gray color was quite good and its workmanship was exquisite. I didn't plan to take it out of the palace, so I used it as a decoration and placed it on the antique shelf in my courtyard.

Recently, when I was teaching my twelfth brother his homework, I was so excited that I gave him a gift and named this pot, "Silver Cloud Pattern Pot."

The eldest prince Qin Mingyu's voice became lower and lower.

He couldn't remember the scene clearly, he just remembered that he was instructing Twelve on how to be his inner supporter, how to pretend to obey but secretly disobey, pass on messages to him, and do things for him...

Was he out of his mind? Why did he just pick such an inconspicuous ornament to give to his twelfth brother?

It seemed that because his twelfth brother looked at it a few more times, he was so excited that he gave the pot to his twelfth brother? He also gave it a name.

"The pot you gave to your twelfth brother, if filled with wine, would release salt poison. Your mother and twelfth brother were harmed by the salt poison. Do you have any explanation?"

"Father, I am truly wronged. I had no idea that this jug, though in the same shape as an ordinary wine jug, could not hold wine. Someone must have wanted to harm me, but they implicated my twelfth brother and mother. Please help me, Father!"

The eldest prince Qin Mingyu cried and complained.

"Father, if the person who filled the pot with wine was me, then the unfortunate person lying on the sickbed must be me."

It was Twelve Brother's own bad luck, how does this have anything to do with him?

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Finance have never used lead tin to make wine jugs. This lead tin jug is definitely not something from the palace."

"A wine jug that was not made in the palace was in the storehouse when you were still in the palace? If you can't find its reasonable origin..." Qin Zhi patted Qin Mingyu's shoulder gently.

"Being busy with one thing is also busy, being busy with two things is also busy, I'll leave it to you, Xiaojiu."

"Yes, father, your son obeys your order." The ninth prince Qin Mingxuan nodded in response.