Chapter 550

When he saw that familiar figure on the bed, Hu Hai was stunned.

Shouldn't this old thing be dead?

How could he still appear here?

"Father Emperor, you..."

Hu Hai asked subconsciously.

"Are you saying, how am I still alive?"

Ying Zheng asked coldly.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

He had always treated his sons equally.

Although he knew his position would eventually be handed to one son,

he had not given up on the other sons; he had already made plans for them.

Yet he had not expected that before he was even dead, the one who couldn't wait to send him off was his own son.

If anyone else had made a move tonight, Ying Zheng would not have had such complex emotions.

But this person happened to be his son, Hu Hai......

His youngest son.

"No, I didn't mean that."

Hu Hai explained hurriedly.

He truly did not understand why Ying Zheng was not dead; he had clearly seen Ying Zheng drink that cup of tea with his own eyes.

However, since Ying Zheng was not dead, he absolutely could not expose what he had done before.

"I didn't die; are you very disappointed?"

Ying Zheng continued to say coldly.

"Father Emperor, how could you say that?"

Hu Hai revealed a hurt expression, as if he were puzzled why Ying Zheng would say such things.

"Hahaha..."

Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

His youngest son, whom he had always thought was of no great use.

He hadn't expected.

Truly hadn't expected it.

"Zhang Han, bring the tea on the table to him."

Ying Zheng closed his eyes; he did not want to continue speaking.

Ever since entering, Zhang Han had been standing by Ying Zheng's side.

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's instruction, he immediately walked to the table and poured a cup of tea.

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Hu Hai's heart trembled.

He wouldn't know, would he?

"Heh, hehe, Father Emperor, I am not thirsty."

Watching Zhang Han walk toward him step by step, Hu Hai subconsciously retreated a few steps.

Prince Fusu was here.

If he drank the tea in the cup, he would likely die on the spot.

If Prince Fusu were not here, he might have drunk this bowl of tea.

"Hu Hai, I originally thought you had no great talent, but I didn't expect your courage to be so great."

"Will you drink this bowl of tea yourself, or shall I feed it to you personally?"

Ying Zheng's icy voice came from the side.

Upon hearing these words from Ying Zheng, how could Hu Hai not understand?

Ying Zheng already knew everything he had done.

His body began to tremble violently.

Then, with a thud, he knelt on the ground.

"Father Emperor, please spare me."

"Father Emperor, I was truly blinded by greed to do such a thing."

"Father Emperor, please spare me."

Hu Hai collapsed on the ground, unable to stop begging for mercy.

He had thought his plan was foolproof, but he had not expected that Ying Zheng had not drunk that thing at all.

A glimmer of panic flashed in Hu Hai's eyes.

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