Besides, no one showed kindness without a reason—if it wasn't fraud, it was theft. For him to suddenly be this enthusiastic, he definitely had ulterior motives.
"Xiao Qiao, don't be nervous. I only wish to repay you for saving me last time."
Ye Jinghua pointed to the silver trays held by the row of palace maids behind him. "These are all ordinary things. Please, you must accept them."
Su Qiao stared blankly at the clothes and the jewelry boxes that looked extremely expensive. "These really aren't necessary. I..."
She and her brother would be leaving the Imperial Palace soon. No matter how nice this place was, she couldn't take any of it with her.
"After taking your pills, the poison in my body has shown signs of easing. These past two days have been the most comfortable days I've had in years, and I finally got a good night's sleep."
"I thought I would spend the rest of my life dragging around this sickly body, barely clinging to life and taking each day as it came. I never imagined I would meet you."
"Although I don't know whether this poison can ultimately be cured, it has at least given me a glimmer of hope.
"Of course, even if it truly can't be cured, I won't blame you. I can only say that this is my fate."
In an unhurried manner, Ye Jinghua finished the long speech in one breath. A layer of worry surfaced between his refined brows, and he sighed.
"Perhaps I've killed too many people these past few years. Perhaps this is retribution."
Seeing him sink into sorrow, Su Qiao hurriedly comforted him. "Don't lose heart. Although the poison in you is somewhat complicated, it really isn't anything serious. Once we find the medicinal ingredients, it can be