Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

"Indeed, it should be said that it was poisoned."

Chen Huaqian nodded and sat down in a chair. His expression did not change, as if he didn't care at all.

Chen Yan was not surprised to hear Chen Huaqian's reply.

After all, Chen Huaqian is an old fox. Who can play with him?

How could he not have known he was poisoned.

Chen Yan took master Tai Fu's finger, put it in his hand and played with it carefully. He said:

"surely, my father knows who poisoned you."

Chen Yan uses a declarative tone. As expected, Chen Huaqian nods.

Chen yanneiduo said something. He took out a small bottle from his hand and threw it to Chen Huaqian. Chen Huaqian took it.

"This is the antidote pill. After you eat it, the poison in your body will be released naturally, and it will protect you from all kinds of poisons."

Damn it, he bought this pill from the system Mall for 3000 task points. It hurt Chen Yan.

But even if you think about it, after all, there is still a father son relationship with Chen Huaqian in name. He can't watch his father burp his fart, but he doesn't do anything?

"Well, I'm really poisoned, but it's not your mother's poison. It's a different kind of poison that I put on myself."

"Oh?" After listening to Chen Huaqian's words, Chen Yan had a somewhat casual attitude and became curious.

Chen Huaqian's eyes suddenly became a little distant: "Yan'er, if the father emperor tells you that he doesn't want to be the emperor, do you believe it?"

Chen Yan and Nangong huaiyue were both surprised. They didn't expect Chen Huaqian to say this. After all, the king of a country is still a Ming monarch who manages the country in an orderly way and has a peaceful and peaceful society.

Chen Yan took a look at him and said, "why?"

Chen Huaqian waved his hand: "if I don't mention the old story, I didn't intend to ascend the throne at the beginning. If it wasn't for the emperor's insistence, I would rather be an idle prince."

Chen Huaqian suddenly coughed twice and pulled out the silk handkerchief. The blood on the silk handkerchief touched Chen Yan's heart.

"Father, you..."

Chen Huaqian didn't care and shook his head: "no problem, that medicine is so."

Chen Yan couldn't figure out why Chen Huaqian poisoned himself. Moreover, when he knew that the queen was plotting against him, he was not angry at all.

However, Chen Huaqian suddenly sneered: "Yan'er, the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty is now bent on pulling you down. I really flatter him these years."

Chen Yan is his son, the crown prince of Jin State. He is the only one who can sit on the throne in the future.

But even if Chen Huaqian thought so, he seemed to be wavering in the court, as if he had been persuaded to waver. But it was only because the interests of Prime Minister Song and other ministers were involved too much, and he had to deal with it.

"Yan'er, your father's throne will only be yours. You remember that no matter who you are, you can't shake your position."

Chen Huaqian's seriousness and firmness in his eyes made Chen Yan feel warm. He couldn't help bending his lips: "well, I remember."

"I poisoned myself, and the poison will finally make me appear to be in a state of feigning death. So in the future, I will show a very weak state of coughing up blood, but in essence, it will not hurt much. After a month and a half, the poison will work. The news of the sudden death of the emperor will be heard in the palace, and I can get out of the court. Then, you will be on the throne."

Chen Huaqian's words are undoubtedly a thunderbolt, which explodes in the ears of Chen Yan and Nangong huaiyue.