Qu Yilin walked over to the window while wringing the back of her hands. Her soft, white skin became red from squeezing, which seemed to be an outlet for feelings."Seventeen years ago, your father went wandering for many yearshe was assigned to find an antidote to cure your grandmother's illness. And on his journey, your father found a strange spear head fragment on Dragon Mountain Peak." Qu Yilin began to tell the story.Prince Han Yuze listened quietly, even though in his heart he felt something was strange."Father went to find medicine for grandmother, wasn't grandfather still the emperor at that time? Apart from the imperial physicians, didn't grandfather invite the best physicians in the country to cure grandmother's illness?" Prince Han Yuze couldn't hold back his question."Of course everything has been done and nothing has worked at all. Your grandmother's illness is not just an ordinary illness, but because someone poisoned her," Qu Yilin answered while staring at empty air

"This object also witnessed the tragedy that night. You open it and take a look, Ah Ling!" Jing Yue's hands trembled slightly as she remembered the bitter memories that had made her feel depressed inside for the past seventeen years."He left this thing for you along with a book. But you don't need to thank him.""No need to thank him?" Jing Ling's black eyebrows furrowed in surprise. "Who do you mean, Mother?""That ... I'll tell you slowly later," answered Jing Yue, sadly."Hmm, Mother seems to be starting to enjoy playing puzzles with me.""Stupid!" Jing Yue flicked the tip of her son's nose gently. "Don't talk too much. Quickly look at that thing!""Oh." Jing Ling nodded. "Okay, okay."In fact, Jing Yue's heart felt like it was being torn and bleeding by memories that made half of her life just wrapped up in revenge. The pain is so unspeakable that even crying for decades seems like I can't get rid of that feeling.When Jing Ling received a long object from her mother's hands, Jin

"If Mom asks, am I afraid?" Jing Ling said honestly. "Of course I'm afraid. Very afraid, even. Just hearing stories about his cruelty makes my heart tremble and doubt. But I will try to overcome that fear for the sake of my family!""Mother, please pray for me so that I can become stronger and be able to fulfill your wishes!" Jing Ling clenched both hands into fists.Jing Yue was even more moved. "Of course mother will always pray for you. You are mother's only happiness, pride and hope.""Prayer alone is not enough if it is not balanced with hard training. It's like someone wants to lift a mountain, but is too lazy to move." Another person's voice startled the two."Father!" Jing Ling exclaimed with joy when she turned around and saw Hua Yan, Hua Fei and Hua Lin already standing there with a calm and graceful attitude. "Dad is coming.""Mmhh. I want to talk to your mother about some things," said Hua Yan as he stepped closer to Jing Yue."Please, Dad." Jing Ling gave way in a respect

Hua Fei’s face showed genuine concern. "I already told you, there's nothing to worry about. The poison in my body isn’t something you need to be afraid of. Have you forgotten who your uncle is?" Hua Yan gently patted Hua Fei's shoulder. "I am one of the three poison masters in the Han Empire. Not only can I suppress it, but I can definitely create the antidote as well." "Of course Ah Fei remembers. I just don’t want the poison to become a troublesome burden for Uncle later on." Hua Fei still felt anxious. Hua Yan gave a soft smile before saying, "I understand your concern, Ah Fei. But believe me, I’ll be fine under Physician Guo’s care. He’s the junior apprentice brother of your late grandfather. Naturally, he can easily handle this minor poison." Even though Hua Yan called it a minor poison, there was something that continued to trouble his mind—an ingredient required to neutralize the Devil Feather Needle poison that could only be found at the peak of Mount Xinglong. Mount Xi

Hua Fei, who had just finished straightening Hua Yan’s clothes, immediately turned his face toward his uncle. There was a flicker of anxiety in his eyes that could not be hidden. Hua Yan smiled and gently patted Hua Fei's shoulder. The man then said as he walked toward the exit, "Let us leave everything to fate." Hua Fei felt a deep sadness and dissatisfaction with Hua Yan's answer. He then followed the man who was his greatest protector. If even Hua Yan said such a thing, didn’t it mean that the poison was actually not something easy to handle? Hua Fei hoped for nothing more than his uncle’s health—the only younger brother of his late father. “It seems Uncle is trying to reassure me. But that only makes my heart more restless. After this, I will look into the poison in his body myself,” Hua Fei muttered inwardly as he continued to follow Hua Yan. They left the library room and proceeded to another location, where rows of disciples from the Misty Valley Sect were already lined up