Meng Xuan took a look at the silver flake that had turned into light gray, and then said calmly, “This is not the usual poison but the cold poison derived from icy Zhenqi. Don’t worry, Xiaoyi. I will be fine soon. Don’t you forget that I was hit by He He Qi Ri Qing three years ago? After taking the antidote, I am not afraid of poisons. Rest assured.”

How could He Danggui feel at ease? She retorted, “Who told you that? If so, those imperial guards would be ...