There was a flash of cold light, and Pei Zhiyuan suddenly had a hairpin-shaped butterfly knife in his hand, with a hint of red on the tip of the blade.

Concubine Yu widened her eyes in shock. A red line suddenly appeared on her fair neck. Then the red line became bigger and bigger, and blood gushed out of the wound.

Pei Zhiyuan sneered numbly, his tone icy, "You two still want to disgust my wife at her grave?"

"You! Go to hell!" Concubine Yu raised her hand and a black needle shot out from her ring.

The sharp-eyed Song Lin exclaimed, "Be careful!" and was about to step forward and push Pei Zhiyuan away.

But Pei Zhiyuan reacted very quickly and dodged to the side, and the poison needle hit the little emperor behind him.

The little emperor's body shook, and he collapsed into the chair with foam coming out of his mouth, struggling and twitching.

The secret guards were horrified and hurriedly escorted the little emperor out to find the imperial physician.

Concubine Yu clutched her bleeding neck, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. She smiled in a daze, her voice intermittent. "The needle is highly toxic, there's no cure..."

"You bitch!" The Queen Mother screamed and pounced on her, twisting her body indiscriminately.

Concubine Yu fell to the ground with her hands covering her neck, and laughed like a madman, "If His Majesty dies, the world will be in chaos... Let's see how you guys deal with it!

If you guys... insist on breaking us up... don't even think about getting away with it!"

Shen Xu limped to Pei Zhiyuan, took the butterfly knife from his hand, folded it back into the shape of a hairpin, and calmly put it back into her hair.

She looked down at Concubine Yu, "Don't you know we still have... the tenth, thirteenth, prince?"

Concubine Yu widened her eyes in unwillingness and died in a pool of blood.

When the Queen Mother saw that Concubine Yu was dead, she was about to pounce on Shen Xu again, but was knocked unconscious by Song Lin's knife.

Shen Xu squeezed the Jingming point on the bridge of his nose, "Okay, the noisy guys finally shut up, everyone is happy."

Pei Zhiyuan said coldly: "A dragon slayer will one day become a dragon."

"Heh~ You've always been with dragons, so what's there to be afraid of?"