When Chu Rong saw Ying Zheng coming in with his troops, she knew that everything was over.

She had just stood up, then fell back down and sat back quietly in the chair.

This was her first time sitting down to meet Ying Zheng.

If it was indeed disrespectful in the past, but she has done even more disrespectful things, does she still care about this?

After a while, Ying Zheng brought his men to her.

Chu Rong tried hard to maintain his composure.

"Why are you here so late, my king?"

She still spoke with that gentle look.

Ying Zheng stood in front of her steadily, without answering, just staring at her for a long time.

"Do you know why Fusu didn't come today?"

Ying Zheng didn't waste any words with her. Just this one sentence shattered Chu Rong's pretended calmness.

"What did you do to him? He's just a child, your own son. If you have anything to say, just come to me."

Chu Rong roared loudly, staring straight at Ying Zheng in front of him.

"Why didn't you consider him when you used him to send the sachet to me?"

Chu Rong's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

It was one thing for her to do it herself, but it was another thing for Ying Zheng to expose it.

Ying Zheng didn't want to waste time talking to her, so he quickly continued.

"Fusu swapped his sachet with mine, and now his life or death is uncertain. If you truly want his best, hand over the antidote as soon as possible."

"What?!"

Chu Rong collapsed on his seat when he heard this.

"How is this possible!"

She could no longer maintain her usual gentleness and was completely dumbfounded.

"Impossible! I was worried he'd pick the wrong one, so I even tied one of them to his belt. How could he pick the wrong one?"

"Impossible, impossible."

Chu Rong's face was filled with horror and disbelief.

"Ms. Chu, I don't have time to waste here with you. Hand over the antidote quickly, otherwise Fusu will die because of you."

Ying Zheng stepped forward, lifted Chu Rong's neck, and spoke harshly.

The word "death" touched Chu Rong's sensitive nerves.

"No, there is no antidote."

She yelled and burst into tears.

Fusu, how could this happen?

"This poison is extremely toxic. There is no antidote. I don't have an antidote."

Chu Rong burst into tears, no longer as calm as before.

Ying Zheng looked at her and knew that she really didn't have the antidote.

"Come here, put Chu in the prison."

Not finding what he wanted, Ying Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chu.

He turned around and quickly left Ningyang Palace.

Behind him, Chu Rong's roar was heard.

"Ying Zheng, you killed my son. It's all your fault. It's you."

Ying Zheng ignored Chu Rong's hysterical roar.

Everyone will make such a vicious cry when they are in despair.

After Ying Zheng left, the King of Zhao stayed in the room and watched Fusu.

"Why are you back so soon?"

Zhao Jun looked at the man who had entered the room in surprise.

She thought she would have to stay with Mrs. Chu for a while.

"The Chu family doesn't have an antidote."

Ying Zheng said bluntly.

"ah."

That would be troublesome.

Zhao Jun frowned fiercely.

Mrs. Chu doesn't have the antidote, and Doctor Xu only has a 50% chance of having it.

"Doctor Xu's medicine can only last for a few days. Let's think of a solution in the next few days."

It’s hard to say anything else about Zhao Jun, so he can only comfort her like this for now.

"Um."

Ying Zheng sat at the table and looked at the black sky outside through the window.

"You should go back and rest first. I will be on guard tonight."

Zhao Jun was very upset at this time and couldn't sleep at all.

"My lord, why don't you get a few servants to watch over you at night? You won't be able to sleep all night."

"You go ahead. I review memorials every day at this time. Let's go."

Ying Zheng leaned on the table and waved at her.

Zhao Jun had no choice but to walk out, looking back every few steps.

Sun Cheng was standing outside all the time. He wanted to stay by Ying Zheng's side wherever he went.

"I'm going to go back and rest first. You can wait here."

She whispered a few words to Sun Cheng who was standing there.

Sun Cheng nodded repeatedly, and then she returned to Qingliu's house opposite.

Qingliu was also waiting at the door of the room.

It would be strange if I could sleep on this day.

"Sir, please rest for a while. I have already made the bed. I will sleep on the couch next to the screen tonight."

Zhao Jun walked into the room and saw that she had already prepared all the bedding and other things.

There is a soft couch in the outer room, which is about the same size as a bed.

"Put on some extra quilts and don't sleep on too hard a bed. If you feel uncomfortable, come in and sleep with me."

"It's okay, I tried it and it's quite comfortable."

Zhao Jun nodded and said nothing.

Late at night, everything is quiet.

Zhao Jun opened his eyes and looked at the bed curtains above his head. There were very subtle footsteps outside the window.

Although she was very careful, she listened carefully and realized that the noise came from Sun Cheng's side.

In this situation, Zhao Jun couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Fusu's life is really hanging by a thread now, and she cannot rely on the possibility of Doctor Xu.

What can I do now?

Fusu was poisoned. Can he be detoxified if he connects with the modern world?

Zhao Jun thought about the current medical methods and seemed to have never heard of any method that could directly detoxify. They all required examinations with instruments and then surgery.

Is there any modern way to treat Fusu's poison?

Zhao Jun didn't know, but she had to try.

So, in a short while she was in touch with the modern world.

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