There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1701 Died Miserably (2)
"Isn't Emperor Chu afraid that I might poison the wine?" Nanhuang smiled.

Chu Yuchen also had a chat with him, "Will the Southern Emperor meet? Since I and the Empress dared to come to the Southern Kingdom and the Southern Palace, do you think that this glass of wine can kill us? Or, Do you think that if we die here, the southern kingdom will be peaceful? Haha, of course, this is just an assumption."

suppose?

Who among the people present would believe it?

What he said was clearly threatening them, if something happened to them here, their army would come over immediately, hehe... What a Chu emperor, he was as black-bellied and cunning as the rumors said.

It's just that if their Southern Kingdom were really afraid of them, they wouldn't send troops to Xisha Kingdom, Chu Kingdom, or even Feng Kingdom and Yue Kingdom.

Thinking of the tragic death of Prince Nan by them, everyone couldn't swallow their breath. In their southern country, no one had ever dared to be so rude to members of the royal family, and even dared to take their lives.

"Emperor Chu thinks that you can win the Southern Kingdom?" Another burly man sneered.

Chu Yuchen enjoyed tasting the wine, shook the glass, and smiled elegantly, "Then what do you think?"

"Emperor Chu just came to the Southern Kingdom, so I'm afraid he doesn't know much about the Southern Kingdom. Perhaps, you can live in the Southern Kingdom for a while to see what the Southern Kingdom is really like."

"Ah..." Before Chu Yuchen could reply, a subdued cry of pain suddenly came from above, and everyone turned their gazes upwards in unison.

But there was a painful moaning sound, which was coming from the face in Nanhuang's arms.

The male pet's face was pale, his clothes were half exposed, his arm was cut by Nanhuang with a sharp dagger inlaid with sapphires, blood was slowly coming out from that snow-white arm, instantly staining the white clothes on his body red, and the snow lotus blossoms bloomed Blooming, I don't know how deep the injury is.

Cold sweat trickled down Xuanyuan Jinhong's forehead drop by drop, but he only groaned in pain, and there was no sound.

It's just that the knife floating on his snow-white arm is still moving around, from the arm to the collarbone, then to the neck, and then down in turn, as if looking for a place to attack.

Regarding this scene, the civil servants and military generals of the Southern Kingdom did not react at all. They were all familiar with it. It seems that this kind of thing happens often.

Yang Churuo's eyes fixed tightly on the bloody free dagger and Xuanyuan Jinhong's forbearing eyes.

Suddenly, there was another muffled groan sounded in the throat, but seeing Nanhuang slammed the dagger on Xuanyuan Jinhong's collarbone, the collarbone was bloody immediately, and the dazzling red went all the way down. The white clothes were all dyed red.

Xuanyuan Jinhong tensed his lips, biting his lips until blood flowed out.

it hurts...it hurts...

That's the collarbone. He had stabbed him last night, and the location is there. I'm afraid this arm will be useless in the future.

Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't want people to see his humble appearance, let alone beg him, this was his pride as a prince.

Especially, it was still in front of Yang Churuo.

Xuanyuan Jinhong wished he could put together the scattered clothes on his body, and also wished he could get up from him.

But he can't, if he resists, he will be given torture that is worse than death. Over the years, he has already seen through it, the more he resists, the more torture he has, it is better to let him torment.

Thinking of the scene last night, Xuanyuan Jinhong still felt uncomfortable, inferior and embarrassed.

His most embarrassing scene was seen by Yang Churuo, such a shameless scene, she must despise him now, she must be laughing at him.

Dignity...he has long since lost his dignity...he is no longer that high-ranking prince.

Ever since his country was destroyed by her, since he was taken captive by the Southern Emperor to the Southern Kingdom, he is no longer himself, he is just a walking dead.

"In a daze? What are you thinking, tell me." Nanhuang lifted his thin chin, looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes were stern.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's body trembled, his face turned pale instantly, and he said cowardly, "No...it's nothing..."

"Do you remember them?" Nanhuang pouted towards Empress Chu, her voice was so light that she couldn't make out what it meant.

Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't know what he meant by asking this question, but since he asked, he could only nod slightly.

"Then tell them who you are."

Xuanyuan Jinhong raised his head and saw the cold smile in Nanhuang's eyes, his body trembled again.

Instinctively, he didn't want to answer, but when he met the person who terrified him, he could only reply cautiously, "Slave... Slave is Xuanyuan Jinhong..."

"Hmm..." Nanhuang's voice sounded more warning.

Xuanyuan Jinze could only say, "The slave is... Tianfeng Kingdom... Xuanyuan Jinhong..."

"Who is Xuanyuan Jinhong?"

"Tianfeng Kingdom... the little prince..."

"Speak up, I can't hear you clearly."

"The slave is Xuanyuan Jinhong, the little prince of the Tianfeng Kingdom." Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't raise his head, but his voice suddenly became louder. Not to mention the people here, even the court ladies and eunuchs in the distance could hear clearly.

Xuanyuan Jinhong tightly clenched his little hands hidden in his sleeves, his face was expressionless, only he knew how sad he was.

The chill in Yang Churuo's eyes instantly increased.

She hated Xuanyuan Jinze, but she always blamed Xuanyuan Jinhong, how old he was then, what did he know.

Who would want to humiliate herself so much in front of so many people, especially in front of her, everyone has self-esteem.

Looking at Xuanyuan Jinhong today, it was as if he was seeing himself in Lanling Terrace back then, how could he not make himself feel bad.

The little hand was suddenly held tightly, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Chu Yuchen shaking his head at him.

Yang Churuo understood the meaning in his eyes.

He wanted her to stay out of her business, this was the Xuanyuan family's business and had nothing to do with them, even if he wanted to save him, it was not at this time.

The fire rising in Yang Churuo's heart was suppressed by half in an instant.

That's right, what does Xuanyuan Jinhong have to do with her? She had already let him go.

"Queen of Chu, if I remember correctly, your Yang family was destroyed by the Xuanyuan family of Tianfeng Kingdom. This person is the little prince of Tianfeng Kingdom. How do you want to take revenge? Maybe I can help you." Looking at Xuanyuan Jinhong's pale face, Nanhuang was in a good mood and laughed.

It's okay not to talk about this, but as soon as she said this, Yang Churuo's hatred surged down. If she hadn't experienced too much in these years, she would not be able to hold back at this time.

"Don't bother His Majesty the Southern Emperor. Chu Ruo will avenge the Yang family's revenge, and will not let any one go. I believe that they will die miserably."

(End of this chapter)