Upon thinking of this, Prince Lan suddenly felt a rush of panic in his heart. He pressed his hands on the chair, attempting to stand up, only to realize his legs were weak, as if all his strength had been drained the moment he overturned the table earlier.
This was clearly unusual.
"You!" Prince Lan finally turned his gaze toward Zhu Yu, who was also sitting in the courtyard but showed no sign of fear or anxiety, and looked at those behind her who shared her demeanor, "You all!
What audacity you have, what exactly have you done to me?!"
Zhu Yu stood up with a smile, respectfully dusting her sleeves as she did before, "What are you saying, my Prince! We merely offered you the Truth-telling Pill that you have longed for day and night."
"It was you!" Seeing this gesture, Prince Lan immediately understood, "What did you do to me when you offered the pill?"
