The room was deathly silent, with only the howling cold wind outside beating against the window.
Heifeng suppressed his breath and slowly approached the person on the bed.
Suddenly, his ears twitched.
Someone was behind him.
Heifeng's gaze suddenly sharpened, and just as he was about to draw the Soft Sword from his waist, he was overwhelmed by a strange fragrance and fainted.
After Adi opened the window to clear out the sedatives, he finally lit a candle.
She removed the veil covering her nose and mouth and looked at Heifeng, who lay unconscious on the floor, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
"Princess, it seems that he was the one who poisoned her."
Princess Lingya got up from the bed, her face pale from the poison.
"Adi, see who this man is?"
"Okay," Adi nodded, squatted down with the candle, turned the man on the floor over, and shone the candlelight on his face, "This man looks unfamiliar, I've never seen him before."
