"Can the Emperor's poison be cured?"
He Zhou poured her a cup of tea. "It can, but it'll be a little troublesome."
"That's good." As long as it could be cured, she didn't mind a little trouble.
Su Yue took a sip of tea and finally calmed down completely.
"Master, that wretch Su Qiao—when exactly can we deal with her?"
She had grown tired of playing around and didn't want to continue anymore.
"Find the Myriad Poison Gu Scripture."
All his life, he had been running around for this book. Back then, he had been expelled from Peach Blossom Valley because he tried to steal this poison scripture.
If he couldn't obtain it, he would die without peace.
"But haven't we already searched everywhere? It's not in the Su Prime Minister's Estate, and Su Qiao doesn't have it either."
"Besides, when her mother died, she was only five or six years old. There's no way her mother would have given something so important to a child."
Su Yue was growing impatient.
She didn't care about any poison scripture. All she cared about was whether she could get rid of the Su siblings.
Then she would get rid of Ye Jinghua and become Empress in peace.
"Master, tell me—could Su Baiwen have taken it with him?"
He Zhou knitted his brows and fell into thought. "After a while, I'll have to leave for a bit."
"Where are you going?" Su Yue asked anxiously.
She still wasn't sure what exactly was going on with the Emperor.
Nanny Gui's death had left her with an ominous premonition.
If even her master left at a time like this, what would she do?
Although she was Empress, she had no powerful maternal family and was completely without support.
If not for that, she wouldn't have