"What are the movements of the Northwest Princess and others?" Tan Ruolin asked again.
"They had lunch in the palace and immediately left the palace and left the city. At this time, they should be at least fifty miles outside the city!" another subordinate replied.
Tan Ruolin nodded, "Tell them to prepare carefully!"
He put down the wine glass in his hand and lay sideways on the pillow.
Several subordinates immediately rushed out and made arrangements quickly.
After a cup of tea, Duan Qingchen's cavalry also stopped outside the general's mansion.
The general's palace is almost similar in size to the imperial palace. Except that the gate tower and walls are slightly shorter than the imperial palace, in terms of refinement and luxury, it is not inferior to the Dali Imperial Palace.
Duan Qingchen got off his horse, looked up at the words "General's Mansion" on the towering gate, frowned, and then stepped in.
A servant had already ushered him into the main hall. A moment later, a servant ran in and saluted respectfully.
"Your Royal Highness, the general invites you to meet in the back hall!"
"Okay!" Duan Qingchen stood up and followed him to the backyard and walked into a beautiful hall.
In the hall, Tan Ruolin was being helped out by several helpers. Although his face was red and smelled of alcohol, he still pretended to be sick and seemed to die at any time. He weakly sat down on the chair first.
"Excuse me, veteran, for not being able to salute!"
Duan Qingchen smiled and sat down on the main seat, "General, why are you so polite?"
"Show tea to His Highness the Prince!" Tan Ruolin said softly.
Immediately, one of his men responded, and within a moment, two cups of hot tea were brought to the table, one cup was placed next to Tan Ruolin, and the other was placed next to Duan Qingchen.
Duan Qingchen glanced at the teacup on the table and did not move.
"Your Highness, why don't you drink it? Is it because you think my tea is not good?" Tan Ruolin asked.
"The tea at the general's house is Longjing, the best in the south of the Yangtze River. It is no less good than the tea used by my father. How can I dislike it?"
Tan Ruolin laughed and said, "If your Highness the Crown Prince's words get out, people will say that I, as a general, overshadow the Emperor. Wouldn't I be scolded by others?"
"If the general is afraid of being scolded, he won't drink this tea!" Duan Qingchen turned his head and looked at him, "Since the general has done everything, he is probably already prepared to be scolded!"
"The old minister can't understand what His Royal Highness the Prince said!" Tan Ruolin deliberately pretended to be confused.
Duan Qingchen raised his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground with a bang.
Tea splashed everywhere, and white smoke immediately appeared on the ground.
Obviously, the tea is poisonous.
"Bold!" Duan Qingchen's men immediately rushed over and pointed their swords at Tan Ruolin, "How brave are you, how dare you poison the prince's tea?"
"Ha!" Tan Ruolin laughed loudly, "Your Highness, your move is considered smart, but it's a pity that in this general's palace, what can you do to me?"
Duan Qingchen's pupils narrowed, "I want to kill you!"
"Ha!" Tan Ruolin seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, "Qingchen, I used to think you were quite smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You thought you could kill someone with just your skills.
Come on, let me tell you, as long as I don’t want to die, no one in this world can make me die..."
Speaking of the word death, Tan Ruoshuang's body suddenly trembled.
He raised his hand to cover his chest, looked at Duan Qingchen in disbelief, and then slowly fell down, dying on the spot.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Not only Tan Ruolin's people, but also Duan Qingchen's men were greatly surprised.