The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

And the teapot in his hand suddenly trembled, and with a "wow", the water overflowed and fell to the ground like light rain.

These slight sounds seemed to break the silence between heaven and earth, as if the tight strings were torn off, and everything returned to normal.

The old eunuch's face turned pale, and his forehead was faintly sweating, but his straight back was bent again, as if the aura just now was just an illusion.

Yun Zheng looked at the emperor with a deep smile, and his voice was as gentle as water: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and I'm weak, so I'll take my leave first."

After all, without waiting for the emperor's consent, he retreated, his steps were as noble and elegant as when he came, flowing freely.

When Yun Zheng left the imperial study room, the smile on his face had cooled down.

The emperor watched him leave with a gloomy face, until his figure faded away, and the panic in his eyes faded a little.

With a sudden kick, the chessboard was overturned to the ground, and the chess pieces made of white and black jade fell to the ground sparsely, with a clear but harsh sound.

"The old slave is incompetent!" The old eunuch suddenly knelt on the ground: "Please punish the emperor!"

"Su Mingchang, you are indeed incompetent!" The emperor's eyes were full of blood, and his clenched fingers almost dug into the flesh and blood of his palm: "You pretend to be the number one expert in the palace, but you can even deal with a wounded brat No!"

The grand dame named Su Mingchang listened to the words, grinned bitterly, and raised his hands to let the emperor see his nails clearly.

His nails were black and had spread to the entire back of his hand. They were light black, not obvious, but people couldn't ignore them.

"What is this?" The emperor's voice changed.

"poison!"

"Yunzheng poisoned you? When?" The panic in the emperor's eyes reappeared.

Su Mingchang shook his head: "I don't know!"

It was because he didn't know when King Yun would poison him that he felt that King Yun was terrible, and he killed people invisible. If Yun Zheng really wanted to kill him, it would only happen in the blink of an eye.

"Why don't you know? Impossible, there will always be some signs." The emperor's heart beat faster, his face turned blue, and suddenly he kicked Su Mingchang: "Tell me, if he wants to harm me, will you? I can't escape at all?"

The emperor stared at him firmly. At this moment, the old eunuch showed deep helplessness in his eyes.

"That's right, I think no one in the world can avoid King Yun's poison." After a long time, Su Mingchang said slowly.

The emperor froze, like a fossil. After a long, long time, he sat down on the chair stiffly, looking at Su Mingchang expressionlessly, his eyes were empty, as if his soul had already flown away.

Su Mingchang got up slowly, looked at the emperor sitting motionless, like a statue, sighed silently, bent down and picked up the scattered chess pieces on the ground.

The bright sun in the sky was shining brightly, and it shone on the emperor's face, which was somewhat dim.

"Su Mingchang, did you hear that?" In the silent imperial study, the emperor's voice was low, ethereal, chilling, and cold: "Yun Zheng is indeed his son, and the father and son both said the same thing. A woman can say such a thing."

The emperor laughed lowly: "He was like that back then, threatening me because of a woman, and wanted to destroy Dongming. I didn't expect his son to say the same thing again after so many years..."

He slapped the table fiercely and snorted coldly: "I am definitely not someone who can threaten me. Since he couldn't threaten me back then, his son still can't threaten me today!"