Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Noble Consort Xiao’s delicate face bore a look of doubt as she conversed with Granny Song beside her. “What do you think Su Yingxue said? How could she make Poison Doctor Saint Ruan’s face turn so sour?”
Before entering the palace, she had seen Saint Ruan in the Xiao family, a person who was arrogant and dismissive of worldly matters.
Granny Song replied solemnly, “I can only sense that Miss Su might be in danger today.”
Noble Consort Xiao agreed with her words.
After all, when Saint Ruan intended to poison someone, the King of the Underworld seemed to favor him.
Su Yingxue and Saint Ruan exchanged poisons. Their competition was very simple and crude. They poisoned each other, and whoever could concoct the antidote within two hours would be considered the winner.
When Saint Ruan received Su Yingxue’s poison, he almost instinctively ingested it.
He had never believed Su Yingxue could poison him.
Yet, the poison carried a sweet scent that echoed Su Yingxue’s words in his mind.
“Saint Ruan, do you have any regrets in your life?”
Su Yingxue’s potion was his sole regret in decades.
“Intoxicating Fragrance…”
Saint Ruan’s eyes reddened, blood surged from his chest, and he abruptly expelled a mouthful of blood.
Su Yingxue watched him, a smile hinting at deeper meaning on her lips.
Indeed, she had taken Saint Ruan’s poison, and her condition was dire.
In less than fifteen minutes, she began to feel dizzy and almost fell. Her vision slowly darkened.
Fortunately, her acupuncture skills were outstanding and she quickly sealed her acupoints to prevent the poison from flowing.
In her mind, Little Ginseng was in a panic. “This poison is potent! So potent!”
Little Ginseng was on the verge of vomiting!
Su Yingxue entered the Medicine King Valley and it only relaxed when she saw her gulping down a lot of spirit spring water.
Su Yingxue had her mother’s medical records in her mind. There were thousands of poisons in the world that had a cure. It was just a matter of whether she could find it.
Saint Ruan liked to fight poison with poison. Over the years, he had been doing this for the majority of the time.
Before the poison fully invaded her body, Su Yingxue took the antidote.
After sitting for half an hour and sensing the poison’s halt, she used a small knife to incise her hand, releasing the poisoned blood, effectively neutralizing the poison.
However, just as she regained her senses, someone on the other side screamed, “Oh my god, the poison doctor is dead! The poison doctor is dead!”
Saint Ruan collapsed before everyone’s eyes.
“Men, summon the imperial physician!”
Chu Mingyuan quickly commanded.
Saint Ruan, a genius in poisons, would be a loss if he perished.
He hurriedly ordered the imperial physician to attend to him.
However, when his gaze met Su Yingxue’s, a hint of intent to kill inadvertently slipped into his eyes.
She had defeated Saint Ruan!
What terrifying strength she possessed!
Facing Chu Mingyuan’s gaze, Su Yingxue felt something amiss.
As Saint Ruan was carried away, a gale swept through the palace gates.
Chu Yihan appeared, his body exuding killing intent, his blade still stained with blood.
He rushed to Su Yingxue and pulled her into his embrace, his voice urgent. “I’m late.”
An almost imperceptible smile crossed Su Yingxue’s cold face. “Not late! Your Highness, I’ve won!”
She seemed like a child yearning for praise.
Though her complexion hadn’t fully recovered, Chu Yihan sighed in relief upon seeing her.
However, his gaze towards Chu Mingyuan was sharp and bloodthirsty. “Are you deliberately obstructing me?”
His tone was commanding. Speaking to Chu Mingyuan publicly, everyone in the hall knelt in fear.
Su Yingxue rushed forward and grasped his hand.. “Your Highness, don’t be angry!”