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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (36)

　　Little Fatty wanted to keep going.

　　But Bai Weiwei tearfully and expediently interrupted his diatribe that could choke people to death, “Your Majesty, listen to me.”

　　Little fatty stood at attention and corrected the expression on his face, “Mother, what do you want to say?”

　　“I want to put something into Mu Yanjun’s drink.” said Bai Weiwei.

　　The squinted beady eyes on the little fatty’s face lit up, and he immediately took out a packet of poison from his sleeves and stuffed it into her hand.

　　“Mother, sure enough you and I had the same thought. This is nine turns broken bowel medicine, a poison for all five bowels. If consumed the victim will be gut-worn, black-faced, and their whole body will rot to death.”

　　Bai Weiwei with the medicine in her hand: “…”

　　Mom, ah. My hand won’t rot from holding this medicine, right?

　　Little fatty’s stated heavily: “Mother, that murderous traitor killed our whole family. Soon we won’t have any value either, and he will kill us. So we should deal with him first. “

　　Bai Weiwei thought she couldn’t even compare to this child.

　　“Who taught you all this?”

　　He was a six-year-old child, how could he understand so much?