Zhang Yang sat down, hugging his knees with both hands, grateful that his dieting had been effective; otherwise, he wouldn't have managed even this movement, though wrapping his arms around his knees still could not bring him a sense of security. Hearing the sound of the door lock opening caused panic in the depths of his eyes.
Eunuch Liu entered carrying a tray, "Drink this."
Zhang Yang shook his head frantically, "No, I won't drink, I don't want to die, I—I wanted to take down the Zhang family, I wanted to help the Crown Prince ascend to the throne, yes, that's right, I was meritorious."
Eunuch Liu was disgusted by Zhang Yang's shamelessness, the Crown Prince's orders were to let Zhang Yang suffer from the poison, to let him slowly feel the approach of death.
However, because Zhang Yang had injured Prince Liang, the Emperor did not wish for Zhang Yang to die so easily. He had seen clearly at that moment that Zhang Yang had intended to kill Prince Liang.
