What she gave to Jun Luoyuan was actually poisonous; the bottle that belonged to the emperor was not poisonous, and he swapped the cups. Both of them had their own thoughts, which led to Jun Luoyuan suffering the consequences.

"Um... cough cough!" Jun Luoyuan spat out mouthfuls of blood, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Actually, it's not arsenic," Qin Ye said suddenly, "it's just a common poison. There's an antidote."

She flipped her wrist, took out a white pill and threw it to the emperor.

"Here, I'll give you the antidote. It's up to you whether to save him or not."

Jun Luoyuan was in great pain. Seeing that there was a chance to survive, he hurriedly knelt and crawled forward, "Father, Father, help me! Please save me, Father!"

She grabbed the emperor's clothes, coughing up blood and crying:

"Yuan'er is wrong. What Yuan'er said just now was against his will. None of it is true!"

The emperor had a stern face.

lie?

Just now, when she said those words, she was very proud and happy, and they were clearly more genuine than pearls.

"Jun Luoyuan, do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I will still believe you at this point?" He angrily pulled back his clothes and took two steps back.

"Father!"

Jun Luoyuan fell to the ground, crawled forward crying,

"Yuan'er knows he was wrong, and he won't dare to do it again. Please forgive him this time! Please give me the antidote, cough... cough cough... Father... I, I am going to die..."

He vomited more and more blood, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"Please, for the sake of our twenty years of father-daughter relationship, spare me this time... Father, Father..."

The emperor's heart was as hard as iron and he didn't want to hear a single word.

She poisoned the queen, killed his three sons, and harmed his own daughter. She did all kinds of evil things and had lost all conscience. He would never trust her again.

He had a stern face and stood there very coldly. No matter how Jun Luoyuan begged, he held the antidote tightly in his hand.

Until Jun Luoyuan's voice gradually faded...

Until she fell to the ground, not only fainted but also dead, without a sound...

Qin Ye finished watching the show and felt very happy. He felt that the sun was brighter and the air was fresher. He turned around and was about to leave.

Behind me, a trembling voice suddenly came:

"Qin...daughter..."

The footsteps paused slightly.

Turning back, she looked at the emperor with red eyes and eager gaze, "Daughter, it was Daddy's fault. Daddy was extremely wrong. Daddy is a bastard and confused!"

Her own daughter ignored him and spent all her money to raise an ungrateful person.

He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

"Daughter, give me one chance. I will make it up to you for the rest of my life. I will love you and fulfill my duties as a father!"

Qin Ye smiled when he heard this.

Didn't she give him a chance?

Gave it.

But how did he respond?

"No, I can't afford your fatherly love and I don't want it." She refused with a smile.

"Xiao Ye!" The emperor stepped forward anxiously, "I was deceived and blinded by Jun Luoyuan. I really didn't know she was so bad! As the saying goes, put down the butcher knife and turn back. Can't you give dad a chance?"

Qin Ye stepped back and distanced himself. "For me, there is no turning back. I am not a Buddha."

"The Emperor will stay here for the rest of his life."

She took one last look at him and turned away.

The heavy wooden door slowly closed, her back faded away, he stood dejectedly in the broken yard, and with a 'bang', the door closed, and the rest of his life came to an end.

He knelt on the ground limply, his eyes blank: "I was wrong...it turns out I was wrong..."

"I am not a qualified father, nor a good husband. The queen is dead, my three sons have left me, and my own daughter refuses to forgive me... I have nothing in my life. What do I have left? What have I gained?"

"ah!"

"I was wrong! Qin Ye! I was wrong!"

More than ten meters away.

When Qin Ye heard the call from behind, he stopped slightly but did not look back.

It has to be said that he was a failed emperor and a failed father. He spent the rest of his long life in regret.

Compared to death, living a life worse than death is the real torture.