The Idle King couldn't extricate the poison, and his plump face, squeezing his small eyes, was trembling.
He extended his finger towards Qin Wu.
"You, you just watch her poison the Imperial Kinsmen and Nobility?!"
This was poisoning someone right in front of the Emperor!
He couldn't believe Qin Wu could endure this.
After all, they were half-siblings from the same father—
The Idle King's hope had not yet faded when he saw Qin Wu speak without expression, "Has the Prime Minister poisoned the Idle King?"
"No, your humble servant is loyal and true, how could I do such a thing, I merely gave the Idle King a sugar pill, if you do not believe me, you can call the Imperial Physician to diagnose," Qin Zhen was all innocence and righteousness.
"You're bloody lying, just now you said that only you have the antidote, and now what about a sugar pill?!" The Idle King stopped mid-sentence as he spoke.
By now, he finally understood.
