C719 It's Just a Puppet

The Empress fed the medicine one by one, and her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Jun Zhao did not doubt him, he had never doubted that this was a poison that could kill him.

Until his throat tightened and the Qi and blood in his chest churned, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Imperial physician, quick, call the imperial physician."

Jun Zhao's throat was hoarse