Dongfang Jing slowly picked up the medicine jar on the table, walked slowly to Yu Chihong, and then made a gesture to feed him medicine.
There was a slight trace of expectation on Yu Chihong's face, he straightened his neck, trying to lick the medicine jar.
bang
With a loud noise, the well-endowed medicine jar suddenly fell to the ground, the medicine juice overflowed, and the tiles shattered all over the floor!
"You...you!" Yu Chihong's eyes were bloodshot, choking on his own saliva, he almost lost his breath. The toxin in his body was spreading little by little, enduring the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart, he simply turned over, fell to the ground, and then lay on his stomach like a toad, recklessly licking the concoction on the ground!
"Lick it! Lick it!" Dongfang Jing looked at him coldly, "If you don't use the medicine, you will become a cripple! Your hands and feet are paralyzed and you can't speak. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he won't be able to rejuvenate!"
"Ah... ah..." Yu Chihong clutched his neck in pain, feeling his throat was on fire, "You... What did you do to this king—"
He uttered the whole sentence with difficulty in a hoarse voice.
Dongfang Jing walked up to him and said calmly, "Guess?"
Yu Chihong is just a romantic prince, and the reason why he has been favored all these years is because of fighting with Yu Chimo that he has some achievements. Let him use his own brain, what can he come up with
Seeing that he didn't speak, Dongfang Jing leaned down, lifted his chin with one hand, met his gaze, and sneered, "Yu Chihong, Yu Chihong, you are poisoned by my Tang sect, except for me, Tang Sect. People of the door, do you think outsiders can solve it?!"
"Ju... Jue... Mingzi..." Yu Chihong seemed to understand something.
"That's right! He's my uncle! A master poisoner of the Tang sect who has been living in seclusion in Wulipo at the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain!" Dongfang Jing pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up in mockery, "How about I tell you one more thing—— "
Yu Chihong stared at her with wide eyes, always feeling that this woman is not the soft and weak Zhongli Wanyun from before at all!
"Has the Seventh Highness forgotten who I am?" Dongfang Jing's face was peachy, and she smiled very brightly, "That day in Yuanyang Pavilion, when you took off your clothes and lay on top of me, you praised me!"
Yu Chihong's face became more and more ugly, as if he had seen a ghost.
But Dongfang Jing went on without hesitation, "Let me think about it, what did you say at the time? You said that I am the best, the best in the world! Hahaha——"
"You...you are Dongfang Jing!" Yu Chihong yelled hoarsely for the last time, and then tightly grabbed his throat. He found that there was a needle in his throat, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer make a sound.
Dongfang Jing glanced indifferently at Yu Chihong who was writhing in pain on the ground, then stood up straight indifferently, yawned lazily and said, "Okay, I'll play with you until today. I won't kill you, I want you To live, I want you to watch me kill all the people who have hurt me—"
Yu Chihong struggled in pain, his hands and feet also twitched, and he was gradually unable to move.
Dongfang Jing suddenly covered her mouth and yelled in horror, "Someone! Come soon! Something happened to His Highness the Seventh Prince! His Highness knocked over the medicine jar and wanted to cut his wrists to commit suicide! Come here!"
While yelling, she picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and unceremoniously drew deep bloodstains on her arms!
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