No Stabbing
編輯: Henyee Translations
Though it still appeared dispirited and lethargic, at least its life had been preserved.
The young Crown Prince Consort stood upright and turned to address them. Her gaze settled on Zhang Enjie's bewildered face. "If you still harbor doubts, you can seek someone to test this poison. I won't claim deceit."
Upon hearing this, everyone took an instinctive step backward, leaving Zhang Enjie standing alone before the Crown Prince Consort, his expression dumbfounded.
The diminutive but resolute Crown Prince Consort frowned slightly, raising the silver needle in her hand, now stained with the toxic substance. "If you wish to personally experience the effects of this poison, I can certainly arrange that."
Zhang Enjie hastily retreated, and Minister Fang and the others behind him retreated even faster, leaving the prison cell and firmly shutting the door behind them.
He was now alone in the same prison cell as the formidable Crown Prince Consort!