In the side hall of the imperial palace.

"Zheng Longtu, it was you who poisoned Lian? Your Zheng family's current situation is entirely dependent on Lian. What good will it be for you if I die?" Zhang Yuanqing leaned his back against the lattice door and dared not move.

Yuanshi Tianzun has experienced life and death, and even at the critical moment of life and death, he was not timid or afraid, but he is now a tyrant.

To be honest, the development of the plot once again exceeded his expectations. Luo Ji said that the Zheng family was an in-law, and in-laws relied on the emperor. Zhao Shun had no children. Once he passed away, the new emperor would definitely weaken the power of the Zheng family. The Zheng family had no reason to murder the emperor.

"Benefits?" Zheng Longtu sneered.

"The benefit is of course the vast territory of the Southern Dynasty. Don't be afraid, I won't kill you with one sword. In this palace, there are only you and me. If you die by the sword, I will jump into the Yellow River to wash away my guilt."

As he said this, he retracted the Chang sword, grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's neck and dragged him to the table.

Then Zheng Longtu took out a wooden box from his arms and opened it. Inside the box was a large purple longan pill.

"Your Majesty, you are the king of a country. It is not honorable to die by sword. I will leave your body intact. Take this pill. Even if you die at the hands of an assassin, it has nothing to do with me." Zheng Longtu pried open the emperor's mouth and stuffed the pill in.

Zhang Yuanqing had a lump in his throat and refused to swallow.

Zheng Longtu grabbed the kettle on the table, covered his nose, and roughly poured the water into the tyrant's mouth.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Yuanqing choked on the water a few times, and suddenly stopped resisting. He rolled his throat and swallowed the poison pill.

Zheng Longtu put down the kettle with satisfaction.

Zhang Yuanqing held onto the table, coughed violently for a moment, and panted, "Have you, the Zheng family, gone mad? The Northern Dynasty is about to march to the capital. Once I die, there will be unrest in the court, and the army on the front will withdraw to the capital. You, the Zheng family, want to usurp the throne, but you are just dreaming."

"The army at the front will come back and Beichao will help us contain Yang Ce."

"The Zheng family is still colluding with the Northern Dynasty to seek the skin of the tiger. Aren't they afraid that they will be eaten up without leaving even a bone?" Zhang Yuanqing sat at the table, holding his throat, his face pale.

"This is all your fault, Your Majesty." Zheng Longtu said in a deep voice.

"After the Queen Mother died, you favored the Queen and promoted the Yang family. You appointed Yang Ce as the Grand Marshal of the Army despite the opposition of my Zheng family. If he could defend Linxia City and repel the Northern Dynasty army, then the situation of the Zheng and Yang families in the court would be completely reversed, and the Zheng family would have to plan for the future."

"Only if you die at the hands of the assassin, the Zheng family can take over the court. With the Imperial City Guards in hand, no one dares to oppose the Zheng family."

Zhang Yuanqing snorted, "How ridiculous! The Huangchengsi Army is the elite of our imperial family, not your Zheng family's private soldiers. They obey you because you are the commander of the imperial army. If you rebel today, you will become a bandit."

Zheng Longtu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about that. We have our own imperial master to support the Zheng family. Besides, the absurd things you have done over the years have caused public outrage and resentment among the officials. They all wish you would die sooner. My father ascended the throne to be the emperor in accordance with the general trend and the people's will."

National Master? Who is the National Master? Zhang Yuanqing had no relevant information in his memory, but Zheng Longtu looked very confident.

This imperial teacher seems to be a big shot.

"Even if the imperial teacher supports the Zheng family, what about the Northern Dynasty army? Why do you, the Zheng family, think you can defend the capital?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Zheng Longtu smiled. "Father has already reached an agreement with Tuoba Guanghe in secret. When he ascends the throne, he will represent the Southern Dynasty in peace talks with the Northern Dynasty, cede land and pay tribute, and submit forever."

"Tuoba He rose to power too quickly and had many political enemies in the court. He needed fighting power, but he was also worried that the Northern Dynasty would be abandoned after its defeat. Leaving one of his forces behind would greatly damage the Southern Dynasty. This would only benefit him."

"To protect yourself by keeping the enemy around, eh?" Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.

"Eh..." Zheng Longtu looked at the emperor in astonishment, frowning and asking, "Why hasn't the poison taken effect yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing violently, his cough was heart-wrenching, his forehead was burning, and his breath was numb with burning air. "No, it's not good, it's the plague..." He staggered to his feet, drew the sword from his waist, his eyes full of confusion.

"Plop" water dripped from the top of his head and dripped onto the back of his hand. Zheng Longtu looked up and saw through the beam that trickles of water seeped out from between the tiles, like leaking rain. These trickles fell on the ground and quickly condensed into a burly woman.

This woman has a round face, bell-like eyebrows, thick lips, and a masculine figure. She is truly a hero and a beautiful lady.

Lady Wan then put her palm against Zhang Fangqing's chest and abdomen and moved upwards.

Zhang Yuanqing spat out the poison pill wrapped in tea with a "vomit" sound.

The poison pill was always wrapped in tea, so Zhang Yuanqing did not die from the poison. Of course, he had no ability to control water, and it was Concubine Wan who secretly used her water control ability to wrap the poison pill.

When Zhang Yuanqing was swallowing, he felt that the tea was unusual, so he swallowed the poison pill boldly.

He sent eunuchs to invite Concubine Wan, and the three beauties' act of assassinating him was indeed unexpected. On the one hand, the time they entered the copy was too short and the intelligence they collected was limited.

On the other hand, who would have thought that the mission his teammates received was to assassinate him?

This is beyond the scope of intelligence. Unless one can foretell the future, no one can predict it.

But as Yuanshi Tianzun, as a high-end player who has conquered S-level copies continuously, the moment he escaped from the palace, he was wondering who the spy in the mission was!

Of course it couldn't be the three beauties. The three beauties and he were teammates. This was a multiplayer collaborative copy, not a confrontational one, so teammates couldn't be mortal enemies. This didn't conform to the spiritual realm mechanism.

The spy was someone else.

In other words, the crisis of surviving for 24 hours was not really over yet, so Zhang Yuanqing thought of Concubine Wan. In the character story of Concubine Wan, this female warrior who could stand a man on her fist and run a horse on her arm rescued Zhao Shun before the imperial guards fell into the water.

Even if ordinary people are gifted, they can never be stronger than the masters in the army, so Miss Wan must not be an ordinary person.

In addition, Concubine Wan, who saved him once, is a bodyguard that the tyrant can rely on and trust.

This was the hint given to him by the copy. The fact was just as he expected. Lady Wan was the bodyguard of the tyrant emperor, a bodyguard given to him by the copy.

Only by understanding this can you get through the crisis safely.

Looking at Zheng Longtu, who was coughing violently and had weak limbs, Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "I knew you had a problem a long time ago, but my Concubine Wan didn't come, so I kept pretending to be nice to you and didn't point it out. Thank you, Commander Zheng, for telling me so much information."

The main plot of the copy suddenly became clear. During the day, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but read the memorials and thought they were all impeaching the Yang family and Yang Ce. From Qin Zhe's feedback, it can be seen that the Zheng family is very anxious and eager to suppress the Yang family and Yang Ce.

Just now, Zheng Longtu pulled him into the side hall, but did not arrange for the imperial guards to guard outside the hall. This alone shows that he did not have the attitude of protecting people.

So he realized that there was something wrong with the Zheng family, but before he could guess the possibility of the spy letter, Zhang Yuanqing was indeed frightened and broke into a cold sweat when Zheng Longtu put the sword to his chest.

Zheng Longtu gnashed his teeth and said, "You tyrant, I will kill you..."

Pick up the iron sword and pierce it.

Lady Wan came forward and stood in front of Zhang Yuanqing, allowing the sword of Chang to pierce her heart, causing faint splashes of water.

"Your Majesty." She turned around and pushed the frail and unable-to-take-care-of-him emperor to the ground.

Lady Wan held Zheng Longtu's wrist, and for a moment the air around them condensed into a thin white mist, which penetrated into her mouth and nose.

Moisture deprivation!

Zheng Longtu's skin quickly wrinkled and shriveled. He struggled violently, a look of despair revealed. After a moment, the expression froze on his face.

He had completely turned into a dried corpse.