"So it was Brother Su."

  Nan Chengyao held me tightly, ignoring the cold ridicule of Li Miao, and didn't care about my stiffness. He just smiled as he always did, with a hint of a smile, and spoke to Su Xiu.

  Su Xiu faced us quietly, as if staring at us, yet seemingly not looking at all. Separated by a distance that wasn't close and the snow-filled sky, I couldn't make out his expression, could only see him nod slightly in response.

  I had a faint sense of doubt in my heart, both of them were famous figures, it was normal for them to have heard of each other before, but looking at the scene in front of me, it seemed as if they had met before.

  Nan Chengyao seemed to have noticed my confusion, and with a smile, he said: "When I was young, I once had a sword fight with Su brother at Sword Brow Mountain. So many years have passed, but the feeling of that time has never been forgotten."

  Before I could respond, he raised his eyes again and continued to hold me steadily. He looked at Lian Luo and asked, "What did you mean by 'poison' just now?"

  Ling Mo coldly smiled: "You don't even know your own princess's affairs, yet you come to ask me, an outsider?"

  I recalled her words just now, and I also felt a bit puzzled. If it's said that I was poisoned, how come I don't feel anything at all? Thinking like this, I couldn't help but look at Su Xiuzhen with some doubt.

  His expression was imprinted in the wind and snow, I couldn't see it clearly, but could only hear his voice faintly ringing out: "It's all right now."

  Standing beside him, Ling Mo couldn't help but speak coldly: "Do you know how much effort the young master has put in to resolve the toxicity of 'Thousand Days Drunken Orchid' on your body? He..."

  "Rustic".

  Su Xiu's cold and detached call stopped the unfinished words of Lian Mo, she was reluctant to continue, but only bit her lower lip tightly, then lowered her eyes, not saying another word.

  Nan Chengyao suddenly tightened his grip on my arm, and before he could speak, I heard a hurried voice ringing out: "How could my sister have been poisoned?"

  "Alright, I'm fine now, aren't I?"

  I spoke out and stopped his continued questioning, but in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a chill rising up and a deep sense of powerlessness.

  "Thousand Day Drunken Orchid", a colorless and odorless chronic poison, mixed into food, is very difficult for people to detect, and after taking it, it is easy to be painless and insensitive, with normal behavior like ordinary people.

  This poison is actually not particularly rare or sinister, as long as it's not used to make "Gui Xin San" medicine, it doesn't have too much harm to the body. However, wanting to completely eliminate this poison is also extremely difficult.

  "A thousand kinds of charm, intoxicating orchid", the poison of "thousand days intoxicating orchid" is due to the difference in the amount of the concoction, and the method of detoxification is also varied. If one does not know the specific concoction method and wants to forcibly detoxify, a slight mistake can lead to blood vessels reversing, causing the dormant toxin within the body to become instantly fatal.

  Generally speaking, unless the poisoner himself administers the poison, even if it is discovered later, it cannot be solved. However, I am now safe and sound. Under the heavens, only Su Shi can achieve this.

  But I don't know who poisoned me and why.

  Some anxious eyes turned to look at Nan Chengyao, the arc-shaped beautiful lips that had always been cool and smiling were now slightly pursed, his face unchanged, but the aura emanating from him was gloomy and unpredictable.

  "It seems it's true after all, when did this happen?" He asked Su Xiuzhen without any emotion.

  "The exact time can't be inferred, but she was poisoned for less than half a year, otherwise even I wouldn't have any confidence."

  Nan Chengyao's face turned even colder upon hearing this, and his grip on my hand tightened unconsciously. It was half a year ago, when I married into the Third Prince's residence... which means to say, the poison in my body must have been contracted after marrying him.

  Su Xiu looked at him and slowly opened his mouth: "It seems that the third master is completely unaware, so Qing Er doesn't need to follow you anymore *can't be at peace."

  Nan Chengyao also quietly looked at him, slowly hooked up the corner of his lips, and stably hugged me, calmly opening his mouth to say: "My wife, in the future, you will not encounter such things again. Besides, whether it is necessary or not, I must ask Qing'er himself."

  I froze up entirely, fortunately he didn't really come to ask me, and Su Xiuzhen gave me a light glance, slowly picking up his sword, "Dragonfly of the Submerged Waters".

  My heart skipped a beat, but then I heard his voice rise up coldly and unyieldingly: "Words are useless, Your Highness wants to take Qing'er away, first accept Su's thirty moves, if you can't, even if she herself is willing, it won't do."

  "Your Highness..."

  I heard Lian Mo's anxious voice, but only managed to call out to him once before being stopped by his cold gaze. The beautiful face that had defied the frost and snow now showed a hint of panic and resentment, but he merely gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly.

  I was about to say something, but then I heard Nan Chengyao's voice echoing in the wind and snow, faintly smiling: "That year on Meishan Mountain, that one sword fight, is still fresh in my memory today. Today, let's try again, I'm afraid it won't work. However, Brother Su, are you sure you only want to set thirty moves?"

  Su Xiu slowly stepped forward, her eyebrows and eyes clear and proud: "Third Highness can take thirty moves from Su, that's enough."

  I'm a bit puzzled, Su Xiuzhen's swordsmanship is naturally exceptional, but I've also heard him praise the "Turning Spirit" sword move. Someone like him doesn't easily compliment others, so Nan Chengyao must have received such high praise from him because his swordsmanship isn't weak either.

  Although I don't know how to use a sword, I also know that when masters engage in a fight, it's often impossible to tell who will win or lose within hundreds of moves. And yet he spoke only thirty words, what was the point of that?

  Just as he was thinking, Nan Chengyao's voice sounded again, with a careless and cold smile: "It turns out that Brother Su's move was just to test me, not to snatch people. Brother Su's concern for Nezha, I thank you on his behalf."

  His words did not change the cold and quiet atmosphere between Su Shi's eyebrows, and he said lightly: "The third prince is busy with government affairs and does not have much time to practice swordsmanship. Su's thirty moves are not something that anyone can receive."

  This time, Nan Chengyao just smiled slightly and didn't say a word, putting his arm around my shoulder and walking towards Xian's side: "Take care of your sister."

  In Yan's eyes, there was an irrepressible excitement, whether it was Nan Chengyao or Su Xiuzhen, their swordsmanship had become a legend in people's hearts. However, these two men, even when they were young and wielded swords in the Jianghu, rarely made a move, but once they did, it was enough to make the onlookers stunned and infatuated, forever unforgettable.

  This time I got the chance to watch them compete, with a personality that is infatuated with martial arts, how can I not be excited.

  He protected me as I retreated out of range of the sword energy, his eyes fixed intently on the figures of those two people in the distance.

  My heart was in turmoil, I raised my eyes to look at him together, but suddenly heard a cold and sarcastic voice from beside me: "Being able to let the two top swordsmen of this world compete for you, the princess's face is really not small, just don't know which one of them the princess wants to win or lose?"

  I slightly closed my eyes, then opened them again, without turning my head to look at her, but instead calmly gazed straight ahead and said: "As the young lady has said, regardless of who wins or loses, I am still Murong Qing, the third princess of the Southern Dynasty. This point will not change."

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