If the imperial physician hadn't found out that he had any signs of poisoning, Zhao Tianlu would have long suspected that these people around him.

Even so, he became alert. Since his body had strange effects, he had all the food and drink expenses he had been staring at by Sun Shengyun himself.

After passing the other people's hands, he doesn't know how to use it even if there is no problem.

After receiving his instructions, Sun Shengyun put away the handkerchief without saying anything, and then took away the tea and teapot.

After he finished the process, Zhao Tianlu came back with a pot of new tea and asked, "Has there been no news from Mingzhou Prefecture yet?"

He would ask this question every day, and the private soldiers in Mingzhou Prefecture have become a big trouble for him recently.

It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable without going up or down.

Originally, he was just a habit he developed after returning for a while and did not have much hope. However, after this question, Sun Shengyun did not shake his head as usual. Instead, he nodded and took out a letter from his sleeve that had not been opened and handed it on his hands.

"The old slave originally came in to deliver the letter."

I just delayed it in the middle and couldn't take out the letter as soon as possible.

Looking at the letter, Zhao Tianlu suddenly felt a little excited, took the envelope and looked at him with a frown and said, "How did you submit it?"

Sun Shengyun bent down and lowered his eyes and simply took the blame: "It's the old slave's fault."

Zhao Tianlu was anxious to know the contents of the letter, and now he didn't have time to care about these small things with him.

After checking the envelope, he confirmed that it was not open before. Later Zhao Tianlu tore the envelope along the edge and took out the letter paper inside.

There was a lot of content this time. After taking out the letter paper, there were a dozen thick pieces of paper, which looked like about five or six pieces of paper.

Zhao Tianlu looked at each photo, and after reading each photo, the temperature in the imperial study became a little colder.

Sun Shengyun, who was waiting aside but didn't know what was written in the letter, shook his body by the sudden drop of the temperature in the imperial study room.

After he quietly looked at the dragon case, Zhao Tianlu, whose face turned pale, felt a little worried in his heart.

"Damn it!"

A sudden roar sounded in the Yu Study room that had been silent for a while.

Zhao Tianlu slapped the letter in his hand on the Long Case, and supported the Long Case with his eyes and breathed with red breath.

"Ahem, ahem!"

"puff!"

Zhao Tianlu, who had not recovered after taking a few deep breaths, suddenly started coughing suddenly. After coughing a few times, he did not recover in one breath and suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The blood color is a little dull, but it is not very different from ordinary blood.

"His Majesty!"

Sun Shengyun, who was not far from him, was startled and quickly stepped forward and helped him sit down on the dragon chaise behind him.

Looking at the blood on the table, he shouted to the outside in a panic: "Come here, please..."

The person who was holding the person in his hand coughed violently again after a few coughs, and then he barely said: "Don't come in!"

His tone was a little cold, but based on his current situation, his words were somewhat powerful and boring.

However, no matter whether the words are vigorous or powerful, the deterrent power of this voice is still there.
Chapter completed!