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Seeing his expression, the others felt their hearts leap into their throats.

"How is it?" Zheng Zhian asked him seriously.

If even he can't solve it, then we really have to go find that Yuan Yuanqing. No one can guarantee what will happen. The emperor of a country is being held back like this. What my father thinks is secondary. Once this matter is leaked, there will definitely be another bloodbath in the court.

This matter should be addressed sooner rather than later; the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for Dad...

Yuan Ming withdrew his hand, hesitant and undecided. He was torn between saying that he had a way to deal with the Gu used in this swelling technique, but he glanced at the group, grabbed Zheng Zhian's wrist, walked to a corner, and whispered to confirm, "Is he your father?"

“Yes.” Zheng Zhian nodded, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Seeing his doubt, she asked seriously, “You have a way to solve this, right?”

Otherwise, given his personality, he would have just said it directly, without needing to be so secretive.

Yuan Ming nodded hesitantly.

"Is it difficult to handle?" Zheng Zhian immediately guessed the problem. The fact that he didn't say it right away could only mean that something secret was involved that made him hesitate.

Yuan Ming nodded, then shook his head. Seeing her probing gaze, he decided to stop worrying and explained in a low voice, "There are two ways to cure his curse: either find that old guy and use his lifeblood, or..." He paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "Or my blood."

His body is naturally fatally attracted to Gu worms. Once any Gu worm enters his body, it will break free from the control of the Gu worm breeder and be used by him.

That old man kept him by his side precisely because of this, and used his body for experiments from a young age, even using his blood to raise Gu poison.

Therefore, although his blood can cure the poison, he has no way of predicting whether people who drink his blood can withstand the process of curing the poison.

"I have hundreds of kinds of Gu worms in my body, which have long been integrated into my bones and blood. They are fine on me, but if I use my blood to cure your father's Gu poison, he may suffer a lot." If he can't withstand it and dies instead, wouldn't he be Zhi'an's father's killer?

"Besides the pain, are there any hidden dangers after the solution is unlocked?"

The sudden sound behind them startled them. Zheng Zhian looked back and saw that Zheng Hongyuan had appeared behind them at some point. Only the three of them remained in the backyard.

Zheng Hongyuan's dark eyes calmly looked at Yuan Ming. This boy was indeed honest and straightforward. Although his constitution was not immune to all poisons, it was still rare. If someone with ulterior motives found out, his life would probably be in danger.

Yuan Ming rolled his eyes without any restraint. How dare they question his blood? That old guy Yuan Yuanqing has been testing it for so many years. If there were any hidden dangers, why would he be standing here?

Suddenly he remembered something the old man had brought him to eat one year, something that had really made him feel unwell for a while. He rested his left hand on his right elbow, biting his index finger thoughtfully and muttering, "Blood lotus seed." He snapped his fingers to confirm, "I once ate a blood-red lotus seed, and felt unwell for a while afterward, but then it got better. Does that count? But I don't know what it was."

Hearing this description, Zheng Zhian thought to himself that she was very familiar with it! He retorted, "Blood lotus seeds, that stuff is not a good thing to begin with, anyone who eats it will feel unwell, what kind of hidden danger is this?"

She recalled the years when she first arrived, when she was tormented by the corrosive poison, and even the antidote had to be the blood lotus seed. She would never forget that feeling.

"That's all then." Seeing the identical looks in the eyes of the father and son, Yuan Ming couldn't help but take two steps back. "What, what are you going to do?"

Zheng Zhian smiled brightly, raised her hands and patted his arm, her voice soft and sweet as she said, "Brother~"

Yuan Ming shuddered involuntarily upon hearing this, and frowned, saying with disdain, "You're a man, don't do that, it's creepy!"

Zheng Hongyuan, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and looked at Zheng Zhian. The little one was playing a trick on someone again. He wondered where she learned this wicked sense of humor from.

......

As the sun set, Zheng Zhian and Yuanming continued to play around in the backyard. Zheng Hongyuan returned to the Imperial Study at noon to handle government affairs, and only went to the Star-Picking Tower again after making the necessary arrangements.

Top floor of the Star-Picking Tower

"Your Majesty, I think we still need to verify the method Yuan Ming mentioned for removing the poison," Xiao Huachi said solemnly, looking at the figure bathed in moonlight by the railing.

Zheng Hongyuan turned around but did not reply to him. Instead, he said something completely unrelated: "Recently, the Imperial Stud sent someone to ask whether this year's hunting season should be postponed."

He was backlit, so his expression was obscured, but Xiao Huachi felt a chill run down his spine.

For the past four years, the emperor has not brought the Qiankun Great Bow with him during the hunts. It was a great bow that the founding emperor of Anchong Kingdom ordered to be carefully crafted with the wood of the crow's horn, the horn of the swallow's ox, the quiver of the thorn deer, and the glue of the river fish.

In the army, a soldier who could draw an 80-pound bow was considered a skilled warrior, but even those skilled warriors could not draw this bow, so drawing this bow was a symbol of the emperor.

In the past, the emperor would always fire the first arrow with this bow during hunts, but for the past four years, he has not used it for various reasons...

This year's hunting expedition should be held after the autumn imperial examinations. If the emperor does not participate again this year, it will inevitably cause people to speculate.

This poison is different from normal poisons, so we can't try it with something else first. Xiao Huachi is helpless; he's really in a dilemma now!

Zheng Hongyuan didn't say anything more, bound his hands, turned around and went downstairs.

In the backyard, Zheng Zhian sat on a stone bench, watching the two who were locked in a fierce battle. Seeing that Yuan Ming was about to be defeated by his senior brother, he unconsciously lowered his right leg, which had been crossed, and shouted loudly, "Yuan Ming, bend over, attack his lower back!"

Yuan Ming bent down in response, but suddenly stopped. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Mo leaned forward and struck Yuan Ming's abdomen with his palm. His palm stopped at the last second, then withdrew his internal force and pressed down hard. Yuan Ming was caught off guard and collapsed to the ground.

Chu Mo withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe his palms, and his expression remained as ethereal as ever.

But Zheng Zhian knew that his senior brother was smug.

Yuan Ming got up from the ground, glared at him defiantly, and stared fiercely at Zheng Zhian, "You're showing favoritism!" If it weren't for her words, he might have been able to get away with it.

Over the past few years, she had gotten used to using divination, and what she just did was a completely subconscious reminder; she forgot that ordinary people don't understand this stuff. Zheng Zhian scratched his nose and said awkwardly, "I really wanted to help you."

"Hmph!" Yuan Ming turned his head away angrily, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

Even after Zheng Hongyuan and the other person came in, Zheng Zhian still couldn't appease him.

Yuan Ming stood up, ignoring Zheng Zhian, and looked at Zheng Hongyuan, showing no regard for the proper etiquette between ruler and subject, staring straight at him. "Is it alright now?"

He said at noon that he had something to do and would talk about it in the evening. If he hadn't promised Zhi'an, he wouldn't have stayed here foolishly for an entire afternoon.

Xiao Huachi gave Chu Mo a look, and Chu Mo bowed and walked out on his own.

"Let me make this clear first: if you can't get through this, don't blame me."