Hua Rong's chest heaved with anger.
Just as Cui Momo was about to try and persuade her, Hua Rong suddenly trembled all over. Then, her mouth opened.
With a gasp, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed onto the floor.
"Esteemed Lord!" Cui Momo was petrified.
Why was the blood black?
Feng Ye Xuan turned his head. In his sight, Hua Rong's mouthful of black blood had already stained her clothes.
The color of this blood was wrong!
"Liu Jin!"
He stood up abruptly and pushed the door open with a palm. "Call Liu Jin over! Quickly!"
Leng Ji scrambled and quickly dragged the sleeping Liu Jin up.
Feng Ye Xuan carried Hua Rong, who was in a semi-conscious state, to the bed in the guest room.
After washing his face with cold water, Liu Jin hurried over with his medical kit.
A screen was erected, blocking everyone outside the inner room. Only Cui Momo remained to assist.
Hua Rong regained consciousness. She lay on the bed, staring at the gauze canopy above with vacant eyes.
Liu Jin took her pulse, administered acupuncture, and drew blood for testing.
After a long while, he emerged from the inner room and walked up to Feng Ye Xuan, whispering, "Madam's residual poison has not been cleared. It has been... over ten years."
Feng Ye Xuan's palm clenched instantly.
Ten years of poison still remained in his mother's body.
Liu Jin looked at him and shook his head.
Feng Ye Xuan's gaze turned icy in an instant.
What did shaking his head mean?
Liu Jin glanced back, hesitant to speak, as the person was still present.
But Feng Ye Xuan understood his predicament.
Why was this happening?
Liu Jin said, "Your Highness, I will go prepare some medicinal herbs to brew medicine for Madam. Madam should try not to get too agitated during this period."
Feng Ye Xuan waved his hand, and Liu Jin left immediately.
Feng Ye Xuan raised his eyes.
Through the screen, he saw Cui Momo helping Hua Rong to sit up.
He strode in. "Mother, why aren't you lying down to rest?"
Although Liu Jin hadn't finished speaking, Feng Ye Xuan knew in his heart.
The poison had penetrated deep into her heart. For over a decade, it was now beyond saving.
Hua Rong looked at him. Perhaps after the episode, she was no longer as energetic, and her anger had subsided somewhat.
But the anger in her eyes remained.
Feng Ye Xuan knelt silently, as he had before, kneeling perfectly straight.
He was admitting fault to make his mother feel better, but he still couldn't articulate what he had done wrong.
He didn't believe it was wrong.
Cui Momo gently nudged Hua Rong's arm, a silent reminder.
After all, he was her own child. No matter how angry she was, what could she do?
He would be the ruler of a nation in the future, the embodiment of all Hua Rong's hopes.
What kind of lingering animosity could there be between a mother and son? They could simply talk things through.
Hua Rong sighed softly. After being angry all night, she was now utterly exhausted.
"I know you still have feelings for that woman."
Feng Ye Xuan remained silent, kneeling before her, offering no words.
His attitude was respectful and gentle, but if she refused to speak, Hua Rong couldn't force him.
This son was indeed very stubborn.
"But she has always believed I had ulterior motives. She constantly finds fault and tests my limits. I cannot tolerate it any longer..."
"Mother, I have a question, and I hope you will tell me truthfully."
Feng Ye Xuan's palm slowly tightened.
He looked up, meeting her gaze.
His words were gentle, but anyone could detect a hint of coldness within them: "The Medicine People Corps... do you have any connection to it?"