The whole family, including the dog, is a villain.

"Antidote?"

A flash of panic flashed across Chu Chengliu's overly handsome face, but it was soon replaced by confusion. He slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows and gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking about in your sleep? The antidote is clearly in the little emperor's hand, how could it be in my hand? If you listen to me, you should arrest the little emperor and torture him severely, use 18 sets of torture instruments one by one, and see if he confesses or not!"

"In a word, will you hand it over?"

Jiang Chutang's eyebrows were already tinged with a hint of impatience.

"The antidote is not in my hand, how can you ask me to hand it over?"

Chu Chengliu snorted coldly: "If you want the antidote, go ask the little emperor for it. I don't have any antidote anyway!"

Jiang Chutang looked at his father lying on the bed. He looked haggard, his face was purple, his lips were pale, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Chu Chengliu, are you just going to watch your uncle who raised you from childhood endure this torture?"

Jiang Chutang took a deep breath: "The poison will damage his body. Even if he is detoxified in the end, it will affect his life span."

"This... of course I know this!"

Chu Chengliu gritted his teeth and said again: "Jiang Chutang, if you really care about your father, then arrest the little emperor and torture him to force him to hand over the antidote!"

"The antidote is not on Jun Huanzhi at all!"

Jiang Chutang said directly: "It wasn't Jun Huanzhi who poisoned it at all."

"I think you have really been bewitched by that little emperor!"

Chu Chengliu was almost mad to death. He pointed at Chu Batian, who was lying on the hospital bed and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said sternly: "Your own father is almost poisoned to death by the little emperor, and you are still speaking well of him. You...you really disappoint us!"

“You are the ones who really make me feel disappointed!”

Jiang Chutang almost roared out.

"you……"

"In order to frame Jun Huanzhi, you even resorted to such a self-torture tactic. I really underestimated you!"

Jiang Chutang's eyes were red, she could never have imagined that the power of the intelligence-reducing halo was so great.

"Jiang Chutang, I think you are really crazy!"

"For the sake of that little emperor, he even gave up his own family!"

Chu Chengliu raised his hand, then put it down weakly.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I really want to slap you to wake you up!"

But the next second.

Jiang Chutang slapped Chu Chengliu directly on the pretty face.

Snapped--

The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the room.

"You dare to hit me?"

Chu Chengliu was dumbfounded and asked in disbelief: "How dare you hit me in the face?"

The burning pain on the left side of his face kept reminding him that he was really slapped by his sister.

"You did remind me."

Jiang Chutang now only wants to detoxify his father as soon as possible.

My father had been fighting for years and had many hidden injuries on his body. Now he was poisoning me, which was simply adding insult to injury.

If the poison exists in his body for one more second, my father's body will suffer one more second of damage, and his lifespan may even be affected.

"I think you are the one who is not awake!"

Jiang Chutang dragged Chu Chengliu to his side and threatened him coldly, "If you don't hand over the antidote, you won't be able to save your other half!"

"you……"

Chu Cheng said angrily: "The antidote is not with me, if you want it, go find the little emperor!"

Beauty is not as important as a sister!

If he could wake his sister up, suppress the black magic, and make her return to normal, he would give up this beautiful face.

"Chu Chengliu, don't think I dare not hit you in the face!"

Jiang Chutang slapped him again with a loud slap.

"If you say no, then no!"

"No matter what, the antidote is on the little emperor's body, and I don't have it!"

"Hey...it hurts!"

Chu Chengliu had a pig-like face and cried bitterly: "Mother, help me, my child is going to be disfigured!!"

Disfigured?

What Chu Chengliu cares about most is his face.

Jiang Chutang pulled out the hairpin on her head, pressed it against Chu Chengliu's face, and threatened coldly: "If you don't hand over the antidote, I will scratch your face and see how you can flirt with me!"

"what--"

Chu Chengliu immediately screamed, and the sound was so loud that it almost blew the roof off.

“Baby…baby, don’t do anything rash and don’t shake your hands~”

Chu Chengliu's pupils shrank in fear, and he shouted without caring about his image: "Don't shake your hands, if you accidentally poke a little skin, the rest of Fourth Brother's life will be ruined!"

"Will you hand over the antidote?"

Jiang Chutang, however, had a cold and ruthless expression on his face: "If you still insist on doing what you want, I will use a hairpin to carve three words on your face: ugly!"

"you……"

Chu Chengliu burst into tears: "If you dare to do this, I will never coexist with you!"

Jiang Chutang glanced at his father lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and said directly: "My patience is limited. Are you going to hand it over or not?"

"Baby, don't mess around!"

Chu Chengliu wanted to delay time, but when he felt the hairpin slowly sinking into his pretty face, his voice changed immediately: "I j..."

Just then, someone pushed in the door.

"stop!"

A gentle but powerful voice came, and Chu Chengliu cried like a child who had been wronged: "Mother, wuwuwu~"

The person who came was none other than the beautiful mother Jiang Yunran.

"Tangtang, let go of your fourth brother!"

Jiang Chutang did not let go, but said directly: "Mother, the antidote is in the hands of Fourth Brother. I want to save Father, so I can only take a risky move."

Jiang Yunran walked forward slowly and snatched the hairpin from Jiang Chutang's hand.

Faced with the threat of losing his hairpin, Chu Chengliu sat down on the ground in a humiliating manner, crying in fear.

"Don't think I don't know that the drama at today's palace banquet was all written and performed by you all!"

Jiang Chutang deliberately dropped a bombshell, hoping to see some clues from the two people's faces.

But unfortunately, she was disappointed.

"No matter how harshly my father treated Jun Huanzhi in private, he never embarrassed him in public."

"But at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet today, my father publicly recommended a concubine to me, right in front of Jun Huanzhi!"

“From that time on, I became suspicious.”

"Now that I think about it, my father just wanted to anger Jun Huanzhi in public, so as to pave the way for the subsequent poisoning."

"What puzzles me most is that my father was poisoned, but instead of trying to detoxify him, you all pointed your spearheads at Jun Huanzhi and wished to dethrone him immediately!"

Jiang Chutang had been watching all of this. Everyone in the Zhenguo Mansion was pointing their fingers at Jun Huanzhi. As for Chu Batian, who had fallen to the ground from the poison and was lying on the giant mooncake, they ignored him as if he were just an insignificant tool. They only wanted to kill Jun Huanzhi.

Her family cares most about family ties and bloodlines.

There is only one possible reason for doing this, that is, they wrote and performed everything themselves.