"Hahaha ..." Yue Mingzhu laughed coldly and wantonly.
if Xia qingchen is my accomplice, why should I poison him? " Yue Mingzhu's smile revealed a deep strangeness.
Poison?
Everyone looked at the only wine pot on the table.
The second gravekeeper was stunned and said in disbelief, " there's no need to waste time. You drank that pot of wine yourself, so how could it be poisonous? "
Pfft---
As if in response to his words, Xia qingchen, who was sitting still, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
His normal skin color turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xia qingchen's body was also trembling. His hands that were placed on the table were also trembling slightly.
Just now, he had already sensed that his body was not feeling well. At first, he had not thought much about it, but the discomfort in his body was getting stronger and stronger. Only then did he realize that he had been poisoned.
Moreover, the poison originated from the wine.
