Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 692 A Favor! (2)

"Northwest Princess and the others, how are you doing?" 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 away from the city!" Another subordinate replied.

Tan Ruolin nodded, "Tell them to prepare carefully!"

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he lay sideways on the pillow.

Several subordinates rushed out the door immediately and made arrangements quickly.

After a cup of tea, Duan Qingchen's cavalry also stopped outside the General's Mansion.

The size of this General's Mansion is almost the same as that of the Imperial Palace, except that the gate tower and surrounding 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 the horse, looked up at the words "General's Mansion" on the towering gate, just frowned, and then walked in.

A servant had already led him into the main hall, and a servant ran in after a while, saluting respectfully.

"His Royal Highness, the general invites you to meet in the back hall!"

"Okay!" Duan Qingchen stood up, followed him all the way to the backyard, and walked into a luxurious hall.

In the hall, Tan Ruolin was being helped out by a few hands, his face was flushed red and smelled of alcohol, but he still pretended to be sick, as if he would die at any moment, and sat down on the chair weakly, "Forgive me for not being able to salute, old minister!"

Duan Qingchen sat down on the main seat with a smile, "Why is the general so polite?"

"Show tea to His Royal Highness!" Tan Ruolin said softly.

Immediately, some subordinates responded, and after a while, two cups of hot tea were brought to the table, one was placed beside Tan Ruolin, and the other was placed beside Duan Qingchen.

Duan Qingchen glanced at the teacup on the table, but did not move.

"Why doesn't Your Highness drink it? Could it be that you dislike my tea?" Tan Ruolin asked.

"The tea in the general's house is the best Longjing tea in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not inferior to the tea used by my father. How could I dislike it?"

Tan Ruolin chuckled, "If the words of His Royal Highness are spread, people will say that I, a great general, surpasses 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 face and looked at him, "Since the general has done everything, I am afraid that he is already prepared to be scolded!"

"The old minister doesn't understand what His Royal Highness said!" Tan Ruolin deliberately pretended to be confused.

Duan Qingchen raised his hand, and with a slap, the teacup fell to the ground.

The tea splashed everywhere, and white smoke immediately rose from the ground.

Obviously, there is poison in the tea.

"Bold!" Duan Qingchen's men rushed over immediately, drew their swords and pointed at Tan Ruolin, "How dare you poison the prince's tea?"

"Ha!" Tan Ruolin laughed loudly, "His Royal Highness, your move is considered clever, but it's a pity, in my general's mansion, what can you do to me?"

Duan Qingchen's pupils shrank slightly, "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 that with your kung fu, you could kill 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 death word, Tan Ruoshuang's body trembled suddenly.

Raising his hand to cover his chest, he looked at Duan Qingchen in disbelief, then fell down slowly, dying on the spot.

Everyone's expressions changed.

Not only Tan Ruolin's people, but even Duan Qingchen's subordinates were greatly surprised.

(End of this chapter)