Princess Against the World

Moreover, he also took precautions for this!

The poison given to the old patriarch was indeed his own.

However, the matter of letting Lu Langzhong poison was only a verbal agreement, and there was no exchange of letters on paper or silk.

To put it bluntly, it’s just words that have no basis!

On the premise that his words were unfounded, he didn't believe that Mr. Lu had any ability to bite him!

Therefore, even if he was face to face with Mr. Lu, he was not in a desperate panic.

"Evidence?" Ling Luoyu smiled half-heartedly: "This sentence is true, we need evidence!"

With slightly slanted eyes, she looked at Lu Langzhong leisurely, smiling sideways.

"Mr. Lu, Patriarch Zhao has said so, do you also have to defend yourself?"

"The patriarch's rhetoric... I have learned this a long time ago!!" Lu Langzhong struggled to take out something from his arms: "I know that once the incident comes out, I will die. Even after so many years, I still feel , will eventually end up like today, so..."

The moment he took out the thing, Zhao Ziming's heart was beating wildly.

The moment I saw that thing of his, my heart stopped beating.

He knew what Lu Langzhong was holding.

It was the small bottle he used to hold poison.

But, what can it do with just a small bottle?

There is no seal engraving his name on that bottle!

When he saw the bottle, Zhao Qin's pupils shrank and he looked at Zhao Ziming suddenly.

"What is this?" Zhao Ziming tilted his head and looked at the thing in Lu Langzhong's hand seriously: "It can't be... something filled with poison, right?"

"Clan Leader Zhao, don't you think this bottle looks familiar?" Lu Langzhong sneered: "Back then, you personally handed this thing into my hands!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziming shrugged, becoming more and more calm and nonchalant: "But why don't I remember that I have done this?"

"Let me take a look!" Zhao Qin suddenly stepped forward, took the small porcelain bottle with one hand, and looked at the base.

On the base, there is an inconspicuous pattern that feels a bit bumpy to the touch.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziming with an evil look in his eyes.

Zhao Ziming was frightened by what he saw, but he forced himself to calm down: "Zhao Qin, why are you looking at me like this? Did you see my name on it?"

Zhao Qin slowly raised the small porcelain bottle: "Zhao Ziming, you probably don't know what this thing is called, right?"

Zhao Ziming: "..."

It’s just a broken bottle, what’s the point? ?

These two people might have set up a plan to deceive him!

Hum! !

He, Zhao Ziming, is not the kind of person who can be easily deceived!

What a scheming thing!

It’s not certain who will lose and who will win!

"Zhao Qin, if I say that I have never seen this little porcelain vase, you probably won't believe it. However, with all my conscience, I can swear to God that I have never seen this thing..."

"It's better to keep your oath for now!"

Zhao Qin raised the small porcelain vase and pointed the pattern on the tip towards him.

"Do you know what this word is?"

Zhao Ziming: "..."

Character! ?

Where are the words? ?

At most, it’s just a small pattern!

Is there anything special used for decoration?

"What? Patriarch Zhao doesn't know?" Zhao Qin's eyes revealed a ferocious look: "Yes, if he knew, Patriarch Zhao wouldn't have such a reaction!"