Jin Suting would never do as they wished. She turned around and left without leaving any room for them.
“Crisp!”
Helan Ruizhe called her in time, but Jin Suting just paused.
"You know everything? Are you here to explain it to me?"
She really needed an explanation, but everything was too confusing. Her reason told her that she had to face it, but her emotion comforted her and told her that if she was really sad, she could hide for a while.
Over the course of the night, her rationality and sensibility blended together, and she dropped the pretense and composure necessary to carry out her mission.
"What's the answer?"
Helan Ruizhe said: "Zhihuansan is a banned drug."
"so?"
Helan Ruizhe said anxiously: "Taking banned drugs privately is a capital offense, and making it public is useless."
Jin Suting sneered: "Could the charge be greater than treason? My father was loyal and righteous his whole life, how could he bear to be charged with treason after his death!"
Helan Ruizhe asked her to calm down and continued to explain, "What's important isn't the hallucinogenic powder, but the person who gave it to the old general. Finding that person is my goal."
Jin Suting nodded, with a sad look in her eyes, "So, did you find that person? No, right?"
Helan Ruizhe once again felt helpless, "I'm sorry..."
"You don't have to feel sorry," Jin Suting frowned at him, "He's not your father, so it doesn't matter if he bears the stigma, it doesn't matter if he died under your knife because of the hallucinogenic powder, and it doesn't matter if we haven't found the real murderer for all these years!"
"Helan Ruizhe, do you have a heart?"
Suddenly, it started snowing heavily, the first snow of this winter. Jin Suting fell in the sudden snow and vomited blood.
She seemed like a snowflake drifting in the heavy snow, fragile and lonely. Helan Ruizhe subconsciously rushed over to hug her, but he was still one step short and she fell to the cold ground.
Mo Ninghai was shocked when he took her pulse. He was struggling over whether to tell Helan Ruizhe the truth.
It was this awkward expression that annoyed Helan Ruizhe, who growled, "What happened to her?"
Mo Ninghai subconsciously knelt on the ground, trembling, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's body has been damaged due to long-term use of contraceptive soup."
"Ah, but I can recover if I take good care of myself!"
Contraceptive soup...
Helan Ruizhe recalled Jin Suting's evasive expression at the last banquet.
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