The sweet and fishy liquid suddenly entered the trachea.
Xiao Jingyuan coughed violently.
Dark red blood spots spattered on the white jade table in front of him.
A drop of blood dripped down the edge of the table and hit the carpet woven with gold threads.
The surrounding silk and bamboo orchestral music suddenly stopped.
Hundreds of people in the hall all turned their attention to this corner.
Prince Xiao Jinghuan sat at the top and threw a leftover roasted squab into the gold plate.
He picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped his hands, then threw the silk handkerchief on the table.
