Lin Heng reached out to push Xiao Yu away by placing his hand on her waist. However, as his hand touched her, Xiao Yu immediately sat up beside him.
"My apologies, Prime Minister."
The fleeting softness under Lin Heng's palm from her waist lingered... He glanced over Xiao Yu's rather thick clothing and then at her face.
Xiao Yu's complexion seemed off.
"Internal injury?"
"It's not that." Xiao Yu was about to explain when Lin Heng figured it out.
"The poison has taken effect."
Frowning, Lin Heng didn't hesitate to say to the coachman outside, "Take the shortcut. Back to the manor."
At his command, the coachman whipped the horses, and the carriage turned toward the Prime Minister's manor, leaving He Leng and the others to continue their slaughter.
Xiao Yu, unable to care about anything else, just gripped the wall of the carriage, her brow deeply furrowed as she fought to suppress the poison within her.
Lin Heng watched her coolly, not uttering a word.
