Lan Fan's smile at the corners of his lips faded.
Chu Minghao wanted to speak, but in the end, under the icy side profile of Chu Qianli, he refrained from saying more.
This woman spoke with an authoritative aura about her, one that astonishingly matched the Emperor's.
He had initially deemed her an imposter, but now observing her, why did she indeed seem to possess the air of nobility?
After all, she was once the Empress of Longteng Country.
The kingly aura was naturally ingrained, easy to understand.
In any case, this woman was not an easy opponent.
"Xi Jiu, gather the villagers showing symptoms together, and I will check their pulses," she commanded.
Not far away, villagers lay on blankets spread on the ground by the guards, each looking lethargic, some even foaming at the mouth.
Indeed, it looked as though they were poisoned.
"Princess, we all took the medicine last night..."
No one dared to say it was the Princess's medicine they had taken.
