C479 Nine Thousand Years Negotiations

One day, Cen Zhi suddenly leaned on the table and said to Lianjiu, "Actually, I can use the antidote to threaten Royal Father to give you the throne."

Lianjiu's hand trembled, and a drop of ink fell on the paper, dying it. "It's not like Little Orange doesn't want me to sit in that seat."

Cen Zhi tilted her head. "But if you can't stop it, then I'll help you