People were not saints. No one could guarantee that they would not make mistakes.
Ying Tian was a newbie Emperor, yet he was walking on the right path step by step. How was this possible?
Instantly.
Brother Zheng did not plan to return to the court.
The desire to win in the depths of his heart suddenly rose…
He wanted to see how long this kid could last.
Humph!
In any case, he can't be stronger than me.
"Your Majesty, do you think there's a possibility that the Ninth Young Master discovered that Zhao Gao had the intention to rebel a long time ago, but he didn't have any evidence, so he secretly set up a trap and left a spy beside Zhao Gao…"
At first, Meng Yi did not react, but as Brother Zheng spoke, he suddenly realized that this matter was a little too strange.
How could the Ninth Young Master know about these things?
However, as soon as he said this, he wanted to slap himself.
The Ninth Young Master had never left the imperial court, so how could he have planted spies around Zhao Gao?
He took a step back.
If the Ninth Young Master knew about Zhao Gao's methods, would he watch him kill His Majesty?
"Ninth Brother is really impressive. It's a pity that we didn't discover this good seedling earlier. I don't know if there's enough time left for me.”
Ying Zheng sighed.
A few years ago, he had put all his attention on Fu Su, but he did not expect her to be a piece of mud that he could not help.
Although Ying Tian had risen to power, he really didn't know how long he could care about him.
His body was getting worse and worse. He was much worse than before.
He could only hope that he could hold on for a little longer, until the day Ying Tian rose to power.
"Old Wang also sent a message. I dare not make a decision on my own…"
Meng Yi's hand that was holding the jade silk was drenched in sweat. After hesitating for a moment, he carefully handed it over.
"Speak."
Ying Zheng took out the fishing rod that he had put away and threw it forward casually.
His gaze returned to its usual calmness.
"Old General Wang Jian secretly received news that the elixir that the necromancers refined for you is very likely a slow-acting poison that will damage the body.”
"All of this is the work of Zhao Gao and Xu Fu.”
Meng Yi's eyes were red and there was a nameless anger burning in his heart.
He took out a bullet and a sparrow the size of a palm.
He quickly stuffed the pill into the sparrow's mouth.
"What?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng turned his head abruptly.
The smile on his face faded away, replaced by a thick killing intent and confusion.
At the side.
It was visible to the naked eye.
After eating the pill, the sparrow flapped its wings twice and spat out blood. Its feathers turned black and it lay on the ground, no longer breathing.
Kacha!
The fishing rod was easily broken, and Ying Zheng was truly enraged.
There was no need to verify whether it was true or not. The evidence was right in front of him.
The twitching sparrow on the ground was like a slap to his face.
"Your Majesty!"
Meng Yi clenched his fists, his face ashen.
This feeling of being deceived would drive anyone crazy.
Ten years!
Ten years had passed.
"Zhao Gao…"
Ying Zheng's killing intent soared into the sky, and a strong killing intent spread out from his body, sweeping in all directions.
His shoulders were trembling and his temples were throbbing.
The anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable.
He had never expected that the longevity pill that he had relied on to survive all these years was actually poison!
In fact, at this moment, he was carrying an entire bottle in his arms.
Bang!
The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and shattered into a few pieces. A dozen pills scattered into the sea.
In just a few breaths, a small part of the seawater was dyed black.
The corpses of some small fish floated on the surface of the sea.
Weng!
Ying Zheng felt his head buzzing as he stood rooted to the ground, his face filled with confusion.
The first thing that came to his mind was not revenge, but Ying Tian.
He had been waiting for Xu Fu to come back and bring back the Immortal Medicine, so that he could extend his life and protect Ying Tian.
However, at this moment, her life-saving straw was gone just like that. She only felt empty in her heart.
"Your Majesty, Wang Jian also sent a message saying that this news came from the Ninth Young Master…"
Meng Yi's words made Ying Zheng raise his head abruptly, slightly stunned." What?!”
Old Nine, it was Old Nine again!
He couldn't understand why everything that had happened during this period of time was related to Ying Tian.
"Could it be that all these years, Tian 'er has been plotting in secret and has calculated everything?”
Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed.
His killing intent toward Zhao Gaohe had weakened a little.
He took two deep breaths and drank a large glass of water before he suppressed his anger.
At least.
The current situation was not too bad.
"Your Majesty, the Ninth Young Master calls this pill a heavy metal. He claims that if you drink a large amount of milk every day, it can greatly alleviate the toxicity.”
"Cough cough, after I received the news, I immediately ordered people to buy a lot of cows and milk.”
Meng Yi spat out another sentence as if he was spitting out beans.
“……”
Ying Zheng's face was filled with black lines as he stared straight at this guy, wishing he could strangle him to death.
What the f * ck!
Why did you have to split your words into two?
Meng Yi shrunk his neck and quickly ran over to bring a large jar of milk.
Although he did not know if it would be effective, it was still a solution.
Unknowingly, his eyes turned red.
She had been with Brother Zheng for so many years. It would be a lie to say that she had no feelings for him.
"Do you think it's possible that Ninth Brother guessed that I'm not dead and deliberately spread the news, then used the consumption of milk to investigate my existence?”
Ying Zheng grabbed the milk and took a big gulp.
However, for some reason, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
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