C313 Zhang Yuan's Toxicology

The Royal Capital, Nanqing Palace.

Yuan Ye's face was extremely gloomy, as if he had swallowed a dead fly. His fists were tightly clenched, and the veins on his forehead were popping out, making him look extremely hideous.

And Zhang Yuan, who was kneeling down below, was trembling from head to toe. He was trembling from head to toe.

"Your Highness, let that Qin Yi stay alive for a few days