Poisoned?
Mei Wanying's expression faltered as she recalled all of Pei Yan's recent abnormal behavior.
The day he appeared in the bridal chamber, his face was sickly and his frame was gaunt. When she gave him a push, he nearly lost his footing.
In their subsequent meetings, his complexion was never as it used to be.
And then there was the medicinal scent she had caught on him not long ago...
Pei Yan was a veteran of many battles and still bore numerous scars. For him, getting injured was as common as eating a meal.
Mei Wanying hadn't thought much of it at the time, assuming he'd been wounded again since swords have no eyes.
She never expected he had been poisoned.
No wonder Ah Yao had gotten word from Chen Shujing that something might have happened to Pei Yan.
He must have been poisoned back then.
The situation at court was unstable, and the Capital was roiling with undercurrents. The slightest misstep could mean losing everything.
