The next day, King Ye—no, perhaps he should be called the new Southern Emperor—gave the envoy from Great Wei an explanation: the mastermind behind the murder was Nan Ziyu, who has now been executed.

Whether the Northern Dynasty believed it or not, the result was clear: the victor is king and the loser is a bandit. Even if it wasn't Nan Ziyu, it had to be him, let alone the fact that it was originally him.

However, the Northern Dynasty envoys did not doubt whether Nanlin would let them go back. After all, as long as Nan Xiangyue was there, Nanlin would probably not be an enemy of their Great Wei.

Now I can't help but feel grateful that the marriage alliance was the right decision.

However, the only concern right now is that the sixth princess has not yet woken up.

Nan Lin didn't say anything about it; whether he lived or died was none of his business.

Nan Xiangyue felt quite guilty after learning about it, saying that they had implicated her. She wanted to visit the Sixth Princess, but Nan Lin stopped her.

Meanwhile, Wu Changming was still working tirelessly to develop an antidote, even repeatedly drawing his own blood for experiments.

Somewhat strangely, Zhang Tongyang actually came to visit the Sixth Princess once, but Li Nuo and the others did not let him in, so he only stood outside the embassy for a while before leaving.

The ministers of the Southern Dynasty have already begun preparations for the coronation. However, given the new emperor's high regard for the empress, the coronation and empress-bestowing ceremonies will certainly be held together.

However, because the empress was pregnant, the ceremony had to be simplified.

Yes, the new emperor has already announced to the public that the empress is pregnant with the imperial heir. This way, even if some court officials are dissatisfied with the empress's status, they will not dare to say anything, especially since the envoys from the Northern Dynasty are right here.

Moreover, the emperor can only sit more securely on the throne if he has an heir, right?

In the end, Wu Changming managed to prepare the antidote the following night.

After administering the medicine to the sixth princess, she still didn't wake up, and Wu Changming began to panic, "What's going on?"

Wei Wangqing, who should have been unconscious, felt himself returning home in a daze.

My old home.

She saw her parents, her sister, and...

She herself.

The four of them sat together, chatting and laughing, watching a variety show, as if they were the superfluous one.

Wei Wangqing felt a pang of sadness; no one remembered her anymore. But she was also happy that her parents wouldn't have to grieve for losing her, her heart filled with complex and conflicting emotions.

Suddenly, her mother seemed to sense something and looked in her direction. Wei Wangqing was startled and quickly dodged away.

But then I suddenly woke up.

Wu Changming and the others were overjoyed, "Your Highness, you've finally woken up!"

Wei Wangqing was still a little dizzy and hadn't recovered yet.

Wu Changming took the Sixth Princess's pulse again and confirmed that the poison had been neutralized and she only needed to rest for a few more days.

After hearing Li Nuo and the others report on the events of the past two days, Wei Wangqing finally came to his senses.

However, her emotions were still somewhat lingering in the dream and had not yet returned.

Yes, she called it a dream, a fleeting dream.

"You all go down first, I want to be by myself for a while."

"yes."

Everyone left, leaving Wei Wangqing alone in the room.

She felt like crying, but she held it back. She just missed them so much, or maybe it was just being sentimental because she had almost died once.

In short, Wei Wangqing wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The envoys were also pleased to hear that the Sixth Princess had awakened, at least they wouldn't have to face the Empress's wrath upon their return. Otherwise, how could it be that they all returned safely while the Sixth Princess alone lost her life?

Nan Lin showed no reaction upon hearing that the Sixth Princess had woken up, but Nan Xiangyue was overjoyed and even sent over many tonics. This made Nan Lin extremely jealous.

After Wei Wangqing sorted out what had happened in the past two days, he realized that he had almost become an innocent victim. Ah, as expected, nothing good ever happens when you're with Nan Lin!

But the Southern Emperor was dead, so she couldn't pursue the matter any further; she had only suffered in vain.

However, she wanted to personally go and thank Wu Changming.

When Wei Wangqing arrived, Wu Changming was still fiddling with his herbs.

Upon seeing Wei Wangqing, she exclaimed in surprise, "Your Highness? Why are you here? Why aren't you resting in bed?"

"I'm almost fully recovered, and besides, I can't stay in bed forever."

Upon hearing this, Wu Changming also thought it made sense, so he went along with her.

"Okay, then you should get more rest."

"Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, then said, "I really have to thank you this time, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died in the Southern Dynasty without knowing why."

He finished speaking and gave a wry smile. Isn't that right?

Although she didn't want to get involved, her status left her no choice but to. Others would use her to drag her into it.

She was blinded by her own limited perspective.

Moreover, what will happen to Chen Zhiyan if she dies?

The Great Wei is so harsh on men; now that his fiancée has died, he will surely find it difficult to remarry. Besides, she doesn't want him to marry anyone else.

Wu Changming smiled and said, "Didn't Your Highness save me too? I thought we were already friends."

Wei Wangqing also laughed; after all, it was she who couldn't understand.

"If Changming needs me in the future, I will definitely go to great lengths for him," Wei Wangqing said with a smile.

"No need for that. Your Highness only needs to find me more rare and exotic herbs, and I will be eternally grateful." Wu Changming winked.

"no problem."

However, Wu Changming turned to the main topic: "The Wu Clan is involved in this poisoning, Your Highness must be on guard."

Wei Wangqing's expression also turned serious. "What happened?"

“I extracted the blood of the Witch Clan from the poison. The blood of the Witch Clan can be used to make poison or to cure poison, depending on how it is used.”

Wei Wangqing always felt that the Wu tribe was too unpredictable. "Could you tell me about your Wu tribe?"

Wu Changming hesitated for a moment. After all, it was his birthplace, but what he was allowed to know wasn't exactly a secret.

"Our witch clan is jointly governed by the clan chief, the holy maiden, and the elders. Each clan chief and holy maiden is chosen by the Holy Lord."

"Holy Lord?" Wei Wangqing frowned, having never heard of him before.

"I don't know who the Holy Lord is, or even what he is. Each time, the elders only inform the heads of the major families and the Holy Maiden of the selection."

"And what we witches are most proud of, besides voodoo, is witchcraft."

I've heard of Wei Wangqing before.

"I've heard that witchcraft can control the thoughts and actions of living things, whether they are humans or animals, is that right?"

“That’s right. Our Wu clan has always had a deep understanding of various herbs and living things, so we have our own methods for both making poison and controlling them. Or perhaps it’s the innate bloodline of the Wu clan that makes us unconsciously so close to these things.”

This witch clan is indeed terrifying, but what makes them terrifying is that they cannot be dealt with by ordinary manpower or military force.

Do you have any methods to suppress this ability of theirs?

Wu Changming smiled bitterly. His Highness really overestimated him. If he were so capable, he wouldn't have been chased so badly back then.

"No."

Wei Wangqing had a headache; she felt that the Holy Lord might be the key to the matter.

Moreover, this happened in the Southern Dynasty, so there's no reason for her to be the only one with a headache.