"Yes, Miss."
The steward immediately arranged for his men to bring the medicine and force them to drink it, one bowl after another.
"This... This is..."
The Shadow Guards were stunned.
Young Master Huai was the first to react. With his medical kit on his back, he strode forward. "Let me see."
He took the pulse of a wounded man he had previously treated. A subtle expression came over his face as he looked back at Zhou Cangyan and gave him a nod.
The poison was neutralized.
Zhou Cangyan raised his pale eyes and stared intently at her.
Only after the last man had been given the antidote did Song Lianhe straighten up. Exhausted, she raised a hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and let out a long breath.
"Since when do you know medicine?"
The voice that suddenly came from behind startled her.
"Your Highness?"
She was both surprised and delighted. "You're back!"
The young woman's small, palm-sized face was overflowing with pleasant surprise, her eyes round and bright.
