Yuan Hui had always been the kind of person who did not panic when something happened. However, he was suddenly so serious now. It was probably a big deal.
"Your mother was poisoned like me," Yuan Hui said.
"Huh? Uncle, you were poisoned? When? What poison did you get?" Ning Yue asked nervously.
"Come, let me take your pulse," Ning Yue said as she reached out to place her hand on Yuan Hui's wrist.
"Don't be nervous. I'm fine now." Yuan Hui frowned.
He explained the grudges of the royal family of Russia. In conclusion, all the princes wanted to be emperor, but they were not as capable as him, so they could only plot against him.
The Russia throne had no restrictions whether it was passed to women or men. They saw that Yuan Hui's talent was outstanding and were worried that Yuan Hui's sister would be the same.
Therefore, when Yuan Hui's sister was born, she poisoned them.
