The piercing scream frightened the octogenarian so much he nearly fell, but fortunately, Qin Huai was quick to lend a hand.
"...block it up."
The child, who was usually so cultured and elegant, had suddenly changed like this.
It was truly lamentable.
Qin Jun covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly, while Zhang Quanzhong quickly pulled a clean handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Erya's mouth.
They were all elderly men, unable to withstand such shock.
"Let's talk outside," Qin Jun said as he started walking out.
Qin Huai looked at Zhang Quanzhong, "Uncle Zhang, keep an eye on the lady," and followed him out.
Qin Huai followed Qin Jun out of the tent.
"The poison was administered by the Yan Family," Qin Jun stated confidently.
Qin Huai grunted in agreement, thinking about the Crown Prince's favoritism and his indifferent attitude toward his little niece's life and death, his expression was far from pleasant.
