"..."
Rui Hui was slightly startled, looking at him with some surprise.
She blinked her eyes, clearly understanding his words, yet it seemed like she couldn't comprehend them.
His mother was the former queen of Sweden, the mother of the nation...
"She was poisoned, and the bowl of porridge she drank was initially sent to me because I was my father's most beloved youngest son at the time."
Diwu Zexuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "That kind of poison is the most common toxic herb in Sweden, also the most lethal kind of herb, acting quickly. I watched her die with my own eyes, yet I was powerless."
Diwu Zexuan's gaze darkened, his hands tightened into fists.
The veins on the back of his hands stood out.
At that time, he was still too young and not strong enough.
He didn't even have the ability to find out who the murderer was.
If it were now, his mother wouldn't have died.
