During the seven years in the palace, everyone knew that I could kill people with my poison skills, but they didn't know that every time I poisoned, I saved the emperor's life.
Until the prince knelt in front of me and begged me to poison his father on the dragon throne.
I chuckled and handed over a cup of tea: "Your Highness, do you know that every time the Emperor is critically ill, it is all because of your poisoning?"
The late emperor's edict suddenly fell to the ground in his hand.
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