Zhao Yuening trembled under that gaze, her mind suddenly clearing. After more than a year of getting to know Su Chen, she wouldn't say she completely understood him, but she knew most of it.
Su Chen wouldn't have attacked Xuan Ji without a reason; there might be something Zhao Yuening doesn't know about.
Instead of understanding Su Chen, she reprimanded Su Chen in a commanding tone. Zhao Yuening immediately regretted her words and was about to explain when Su Chen spoke first, "This medicine is poisoned."
"What!" These words shocked countless people in the hall. They all showed expressions of disbelief, because they knew that this medicine was personally brewed by Xuan Ji every day. If the medicine was poisoned, wouldn't that mean that Xuan Ji had poisoned it?
But how could that be? Everyone had witnessed Xuan Ji's love for King Zhao. She had just been crying her heart out for King Zhao. How could she possibly poison him?
Even Zhao Yuening, upon hearing this, was initially incredulous. Xuan Ji had always been very kind to her and her father since childhood, so how could she possibly poison them? But then she thought about it more carefully. Su Chen had no reason to lie to her; what benefit would he gain from lying to Su Chen? Yet, Zhao Yuening was unwilling to believe that Xuan Ji would poison them, Zhao Yuening was caught in a dilemma.
King Zhao remained silent, his mind replaying the events. Ever since he fell ill, Xuan Ji had made him take medicine almost every day. Sometimes, when he didn't want to drink it, Xuan Ji would try every means to make him. He should have noticed this unusual behavior long ago!
Xuan Ji's face darkened slightly, her expression filled with rage. "You scoundrel! How dare you, an outsider from who-knows-where, accuse me of poisoning you? What are your intentions?!"
As she spoke, she turned to Zhao Yuening, " Yuening, you've known all along how I feel about you and your father. Now the person you brought back is accusing me of poisoning your father. Today you must give me a reasonable explanation!"
"Mother, I..." Zhao Yuening didn't actually believe that Xuan Ji would poison her, but Su Chen had no reason to lie to her. Therefore, she stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word, truly not knowing how to explain.
Su Chen glanced at Xuan Ji, then gently flicked two fingers. The medicine in the bowl seemed to come alive, suspending in mid-air before boiling and evaporating. Three breaths later, the medicine condensed into a drop of black liquid, emitting wisps of black mist and exuding an ominous aura.
"How could the medicine turn into this? Could it be that there is really poison in the medicine?" Everyone stared at the drop of black liquid, their eyes widening. Even if they were stupid, they could tell that this drop of black liquid was condensed poison. At this moment, they couldn't help but believe Su Chen's words a little more.
"This poison is called Bone-Eroding Ice Gauze. It is colorless and odorless, a slow-acting poison powerful enough to kill even True God. However, this poison disappeared countless years ago, so most medical sages and divine healers have never even heard of the name Bone-Eroding Ice Gauze."
At this point, Su Chen looked at Xuan Ji, whom he was holding tightly, and calmly said, "Over the years, you must have given your husband quite a few of these poisons, haven't you?"
Xuan Ji's expression was extremely ugly at this moment, her eyes filled with hatred for Su Chen. She was decisive and directly mobilized all the power in her body, raised her left hand, and struck Su Chen with a palm.
"Die!" Xuan Ji's face was ferocious. The immense power in her hand shattered the entire palace in an instant. Except for Su Chen, everyone in the arena was blown away by the residual force. Zhao Linyuan reacted quickly and took out a jade stone from his pocket, activating it without hesitation.
The jade stone suddenly burst into brilliant light, and within the light, an Ancestral Dragon slowly condensed. A deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The illusory image of the Ancestral Dragon exuded a powerful force, protecting Zhao Linyuan and preventing him from being affected by the residual power.
At the same time, Zhao Yuening swiftly stepped in front of King Zhao, decisively burning her physical body to unleash terrifying energy. A spear appeared in her hand, held firmly in front of her. The terrifying residual force struck, and she felt as if a giant mountain was crashing down on her.
Zhao Yuening coughed up blood, her face growing paler, but she still gritted her teeth and resisted. Just when she was about to give up, Su Chen spared a bit of his power to protect her and King Zhao, thus preventing them from being injured.
Facing Xuan Ji's full-force punch, Su Chen remained extremely calm, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, seemingly unconcerned about the attack. He simply raised his right hand and effortlessly grasped Xuan Ji's fist, and Xuan Ji's punch did not cause him any harm!
"How is this possible!" Xuan Ji was utterly incredulous upon seeing this. She was a true Peak Ninth Level God Venerable expert, and she had used all her strength in that punch, yet Su Chen had neutralized it so easily. How could she not be shocked?
True God!
Xuan Ji immediately understood that the man in black before her was a True God. Upon realizing this, she gasped, her expression somewhat flustered. However, she reacted swiftly, gritting her teeth and decisively severing her left arm. She then immediately distanced herself from Su Chen, facing him from afar.
Everyone now completely believed Su Chen's words; Xuan Ji really was poisoning King Zhao. But why would she do that? Weren't they always in love? No one could understand!
"Why... why?" King Zhao looked at Xuan Ji, his expression filled with grief, his heart feeling as if it were being stabbed. A mouthful of black blood spurted from his mouth, and his aura became even weaker, as if his life was already on a countdown.
"Why? Heh." Xuan Ji glanced at King Zhao and sneered, "Because I am His Majesty's woman."
"I should have realized it sooner." King Zhao was heartbroken, his face ashen.
"Mother..." Zhao Yuening couldn't believe it and called out subconsciously.
"Stop. I'm not your mother. Your mother died not long after you were born," Xuan Ji said expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuening was struck dumb, almost falling over. She looked up at King Zhao, tears streaming down her face, waiting for his explanation.
"Alas," King Zhao sighed, seeing that the truth could no longer be concealed. "She is indeed not your biological mother. Your biological mother died when you were six months old."
At this point, he looked at Xuan Ji and said sadly, "I suppose Qing'er's death is related to you and His Majesty, isn't it?"
"That's right." Xuan Ji nodded in agreement. "Who told you to refuse to take a concubine for her sake back then? In order to get close to you, His Majesty and I had no choice but to find a way to kill her."
Zhao Yuening was already in tears, completely devastated. She never imagined that such a thing would happen to her...