The teapot he was holding in his hand suddenly trembled, and with a "swish", the water overflowed and fell to the ground like light rain.
These slight sounds seemed to break the silence between heaven and earth, like the tight strings of a piano being torn apart, and everything returned to its original state.
The old eunuch's face turned pale, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead, but his straight back became stooped again, as if the momentum 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. I'm weak, so I'll take my leave first."
Having said that, without waiting for the emperor's consent, he retreated, his steps as noble and graceful as when he came, flowing smoothly.
By the time Yun Zheng left the Imperial Study Room, the smile on his face had already turned cold.
The emperor kept watching him leave with a gloomy face. It was not until his figure faded away that the panic in his eyes faded a little.
With a sudden lift, the chessboard was overturned to the ground. The chess pieces made of white and black jade fell sparsely on the ground, with a crisp but a bit harsh sound.
"This old slave is incompetent!" The old eunuch suddenly knelt on the ground: "Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
"Su Mingchang, you are indeed incompetent!" The emperor's eyes were filled with blood, and his clenched fingers were almost dug into the flesh and blood of his palms: "You claim to be the best master in Ouchi, but you can't even take care of an injured boy.
No!"
When the eunuch named Su Mingchang heard this, he grinned bitterly and raised his hands to let the emperor see his nails clearly.
The blackness of his nails has spread to the entire back of his hands. The light blackness is not obvious, but it is impossible to ignore.
"What is this?" The emperor's voice changed.
"poison!"
"Yun Zheng 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 scary because he was killing people invisible. If Yun Zheng really wanted to kill him, it would only happen in the blink of an eye.
"How come you don't know? It's impossible. There are always signs." The emperor's heart beat faster and his face turned blue. He suddenly kicked Su Mingchang: "Tell me, if he wants to be disadvantageous to me, is it right?"
I can't escape at all?"
The emperor stared at him, and at this moment, the old eunuch's eyes showed deep helplessness.
"Yes, 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 fell stiffly on the chair and looked at Su Mingchang expressionlessly, his eyes empty, as if his soul had already flown away.
Su Mingchang stood up slowly, looked at the emperor who was sitting motionless like a statue, sighed silently, bent down and picked up the chess pieces scattered on the ground.
The bright sun in the sky was shining brightly, and it shone a little darkly on the emperor's face.
"Su Mingchang, did you hear that?" In the silent imperial study, the emperor's voice was low, ethereal, solemn, and cold: "Yun Zheng is indeed his son. Both father and son actually said the same thing. They both wanted to
A woman can say something like this."
The emperor laughed softly: "He was like this back then. He threatened me to kill Dongming for a woman. I didn't expect that after so many years, his son would actually say the same thing again..."
He slapped the table hard and snorted coldly: "I am definitely not someone who can be threatened. Since he couldn't threaten me back then, his son still can't threaten me today!"