Hearing the old emperor's words, Boss Yan chuckled.
He immediately called the guard waiting outside. He held a tray with pens, ink, paper and inkstones in his hands. He came directly to the table and put everything away.
"Your Majesty, please."
When the old emperor saw it, he was furious.
Was he prepared to write it down by himself? How could he not be angry when he thought about the people he managed writing it down for others?
But now that he himself is in the hands of this traitor, it is impossible not to write.
He held a breath in his chest, moved slowly, came to the back of the desk, picked up the pen with trembling hands, looked at Boss Yan, and took a deep breath.
Boss Yan was watching him from the side, watching him write out a series of names of the houses.
The more he wrote, the uglier his face became. He had already written on the third piece of paper, but he still had no intention of stopping. Was he trying to wipe out the entire Daqing Kingdom's noble clan?
Finally, after writing four pages, the old emperor stopped writing.
Upon seeing this, the guard immediately took the written paper over and handed it to Boss Yan, "Your Majesty."
Boss Yan took the paper without looking at it. He folded it and stuffed it into his arms. Then he cast his eyes on the old emperor once again, turned around, and was about to leave.
"Stop, where's the antidote?"
Seeing that he was about to leave, the old emperor quickly reminded him.
He racked his brains and wrote so much, wasn't it just for the antidote? How could he let people go so quickly?
Boss Yan stopped for a moment, took out another porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from it, put it on the table, and watched as the old emperor immediately put the pill into his mouth, without even drinking water.
Swallowed it alive.
"This medicine can relieve the pain for a day."
He spoke slowly and spoke to the old emperor.
"What did you say?"
The old emperor seemed not to understand what he said and stared at him in confusion.
What does one-day relief mean? If the antidote he takes is not pain-relieving medicine, and it only relieves pain for one day, what is the difference between this and not taking it?
"Sir, what I want is an antidote, an antidote?"
"Isn't what you just took the antidote?" Boss Yan raised his eyebrows and said.
"you……"
The old emperor had a bad breath stuck in his throat. The pain in his trachea became even more obvious because the pill had dried up and he swallowed it in his mouth.
"You treacherous son, you treacherous son, I have written everything that should be written. Is this how you are playing tricks on me?"
"I have written everything that needs to be written."
Boss Yan looked at him and asked softly.
"What about the things that shouldn't be written? I guess they haven't been written at all, right?"
"Well!"
The old emperor choked at his words.
This treacherous son has a clear mind and knows that he will not tell him all the people sent out, so he is waiting for him here, right?
"Father, I'm not afraid to tell you that from today on, as long as one person dies due to semi-pigment poison, I will make you hurt for an hour, until you can't hold on any longer and die of pain."
Boss Yan looked at the old emperor with a ruthless look in his eyes. At this moment, the person in front of him was no longer his father. He just wanted to save some people from him.
"You... you are a traitor!"
The old emperor glanced back, his eyes clearly filled with fear.
He knew that this traitor meant what he said. If there were really dead people outside, then he...
