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Moreover, he also asked the death row prisoner to test the medicine, which shows that he must have a certain degree of certainty before he dares to speak.

Ying Zheng couldn't sit still for a moment, and waved his hand to summon someone.

"Come here, quickly bring a death row prisoner, the widow is of great use!"

Not to mention hurting self-esteem.

The most important thing is your own life.

Ying Zheng didn't dare to take it lightly.

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Not long after, a unkempt prisoner was brought into the first emperor's tent.

The body is extremely thin and the appearance is extremely miserable.

However, at this time, no one in the tent showed sympathy.

Said to be on death row, it must be a person who committed a serious crime.

Although Ying Changying doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, it's really not a pity to use this kind of person as a test drug.

Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed on the box of medicinal pills by his hand, and a daze flashed in his eyes.

Could it be... is he really wrong?

"Father, please give it a try!"

Ying Changying's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Ying Zheng's contemplation.

Ying Zheng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Ying Changying immediately understood and drove all the guards far away.

Today's events should not be exposed.

"Try it!"

Ying Zheng finally spoke up.

Ying Changying immediately stepped forward, took out the golden pill from the brocade box, and poured it directly into the death-row prisoner's throat without hesitation.

Immediate results!

I saw that the death row prisoner, who was still dead just now, suddenly became a little excited, and his body was hot, and he tore the prison uniform on his body indiscriminately.

But the excitement didn't last long.

Before the time for a cup of tea, the death row prisoner's movements slowed down, and the strength of the tearing gradually became smaller.

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"That's not enough, go ahead!"

Ying Zheng's brows furrowed high, and his face was a little ugly.

Soon, someone continued to offer the brocade box.

Among them lay a huge golden core quietly.

Ying Changying no longer hesitated, directly took out the golden pill, and poured it into the mouth of the death row prisoner again.

However this time.

The reaction of death row prisoners was very different from the previous one.

Not only did he not get excited, but he became weaker and weaker.

It didn't take long for him to look like a gossamer.

Ying Zheng and Ying Changying both stared at the death row prisoner, wanting to see his every move.

About half the incense stick time passed.

Finally... the death row was completely silent.

Ying Changying stepped forward and turned over his body and found that he was dead.

There was a terrifying black-blue color on his face.

At first glance, it seems that the poison has been deep.

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Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng's face was already gloomy.

"Royal Father, if you think this is a special case, you can go and find some prisoners on death row to test the medicine!"

By now, Ying Changying knew that Ying Zheng had believed half of it.

But he was still worried, after all, Ying Zheng's obsession with medicinal pills was too deep.

It's not that easy to turn around.

It was just unexpected that Ying Zheng did not speak.

After a long time, Ying Zheng's expression had returned to calm, and his tone was unusually cold.