"Nothing, maybe I was mistaken." Qian Xueying crossed her arms and looked at Duke Locke on the pillow, "The poison should almost be taking effect, right?"
"In about a week, the toxin will gradually infiltrate his nerves, resulting in brain death. Even the best forensic pathologist wouldn’t be able to figure it out." Xiuyi said.
"Good." Qian Xueying nodded, turned, and walked towards the door. "We absolutely cannot afford any complications at this time."
Xiuyi followed her out, shutting Duke Locke’s door tightly.
In the room, only Duke Locke remained.
The elder’s eyes, which had just been dull, suddenly shifted to the side. His vacant eyes began to slowly focus, gradually showing a look of heartbreak.
In fact, Qian Xueying wasn’t mistaken when she entered, Duke Locke had indeed woken up. But hearing her conversation with Xiuyi, Duke Locke realized something was wrong, so he didn’t reveal himself.
Hearing their footsteps fade away, he immediately struggled to lift his hand.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t control his fingers.
The drug had been administered for too long; the awareness was the first thing to recover, but the nerves in his body had yet to respond, so moving was impossible.
The old man exerted himself desperately, but all he managed was a slight twitch of his finger, with sweat beading on his forehead. His eyes were full of unwillingness.
From Qian Xueying’s few words earlier, he had already guessed the situation. The person he treated like his own had betrayed him . One can imagine the disappointment and rage in Duke Locke’s heart.
Outside, footsteps sounded again. Duke Locke hurriedly lay back, opening his mouth and wearing a dumbfounded expression as usual.
The door was pushed open once again. This time it was still Qian Xueying, dressed and ready to go out. Considering her earlier discovery, she decided to come back and check.
Walking to Duke Locke’s side, Qian Xueying bent down and scrutinized him for a moment, noticing nothing unusual about the elderly man.
It seemed she was overthinking it.
"No need to hurry. Soon, you will be reunited with your precious daughter. I will take over the Locke family’s assets and make everything flourish. Oh, and there’s something you don’t know!" She reached out, patting the old man’s face, and brought her mouth close to his ear with a cold smile. "Do you know how your silly daughter died? It wasn’t suicide. I killed her. That fool, if I were her, I would have taken the Duke long ago!"
Turning, she walked out of the room with large strides, immediately issuing orders to the maid outside the door.
"Don’t forget to give dad his medicine and take good care of him."
The maid responded respectfully.
Inside the room, listening to the conversation outside, Duke Locke’s pupils slowly narrowed.
The convoy slowly drove into the Royal Palace, and in the back seat, Gan Yuan subconsciously straightened her back.
Last time, she had left the Royal Palace in disgrace. Returning this time, she couldn’t determine what kind of situation awaited her.
Noticing her tension, Huangfu Jue reached over, grasping her hand resting on her knee and giving it a light squeeze.
Gan Yuan turned her face and smiled at him.
"Mommy, look!" An excited Gan Tang cried out beside her, "Grandma is there!"