Zhang Yanqing brought the wine glass to his mouth with trembling fingers, but his mood still couldn't calm down.
His face was full of ecstasy.
The man said that as long as he let Chu Tianjiao swallow the medicine, someone would naturally do the rest for him.
Three days ago, when he saw Helan Ji and Chu Tianjiao appearing in the palace safe and sound, he thought he had failed. Until today in the cemetery, when he saw Helan Ji transformed into a demon and being chased by several elders.
, Zhang Yanqing finally realized that he had not failed.
Although the medicine was not taken by Chu Tianjiao, it was taken by He Lanji.
Otherwise, how could a good person become like that? It must be, it must be!
That person was indeed right. The elders took action of their own accord without him having to take action.
Red eyes, blood wings... what are they? Those are things that only the legendary demons have. They are demons. Shenzong will never allow such foreign objects to appear.
Even if He Lanji is a prince, no matter how powerful he is, what can he do? Can he be stronger than the Shenzong, and can he escape the joint siege of the eight elders?!
Humph, impossible!
After drinking the wine, Zhang Yanqing was so excited that he even spilled a few drops of wine on his body, but he didn't care.
"Son, my Yang'er, today my father has avenged you. That He Lanji is probably dead now. Once he dies, the little princess will not have an easy time even if she thinks about it. The emperor will definitely not condone the northwest county. Soon she will
There are also prairie people who are going to take care of her. They will definitely be ready to take action after hearing this news, ha..."
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, you seem to be in a good mood!"
A sweet voice suddenly interrupted his words. The voice was not loud, but it shocked Zhang Yanqing. The cup in his hand also dropped and fell to the ground.
Just like the night before, a figure covered in a wide white robe quietly appeared again.
With a slight lift of his slender, white, almost transparent fingers, the cup that was about to fall to the ground floated up gently and fell into the hands of the man in white. He reached out and grabbed the wine glass, and the man in white gently held it.
Fill the cup in your hand and gently place it in front of the old prime minister.
"Today, the Prime Minister has avenged this great revenge. There should be no regrets in this life?!"
Gazing at the bloody wine in the glass, Zhang Yanqing's face instantly turned gray, "You...what did you put in the wine?!"
"You will have a long sleep and you won't feel any pain anymore!" The man in white raised the corners of his lips lightly, "You should also know that I don't trust you alive, so you die!"