Chapter 248

His pupils dilated violently.

A greenish-black color appeared on his tongue, and a thick, foul stench emanated from his mouth.

This is death by a potent poison.

After a careful examination, the two physicians stated with certainty.

As soon as the two physicians finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present turned exceptionally grim.

Yet, Ying Mo's gaze shifted toward Fusu.

Fusu had been listening to the analysis of the two physicians, so even though he felt this gaze,

his line of sight shifted accordingly, meeting Ying Mo's gaze directly.

Fusu had initially been somewhat displeased, but upon seeing these familiar eyes, he was stunned.

Seeing these familiar eyes, he felt as if he were looking at his elder brother.

"Who are you?"

Fusu asked subconsciously.

"Why have you appeared here?"

He stepped backward, his gaze then shifting toward Ying Zheng.

It seemed he wanted Ying Zheng to give him an answer.

After all, the appearance of this man in black was far too bizarre,

yet neither Ying Zheng nor Zhang Han seemed to feel any surprise.

Clearly, they had long since known the identity of this man in black.

"He is the Ghost."

Ying Zheng said slowly.

He had no intention of keeping the Ghost's identity hidden any longer.

After all, with his physical condition, he likely could not hold on for much longer.

This position would eventually have to be handed over to his son.

Upon hearing that the identity of the man in black before him was actually the Ghost, Fusu's expression became incredibly complex.

He had never seen the Ghost's true face.

The first time he encountered the Ghost was when someone ambushed Ying Zheng, intending to put Ying Zheng to death.

At that time, he witnessed the Ghost's power.

If not for the Ghost's presence, he and Ying Zheng would likely have already died under the attack of those two men in black.

The army and the experts protecting his Imperial Father were unable to contend with those two men in black.

Yet this Ghost fought two opponents alone and did not fall into a disadvantage.

The second time he heard of the Ghost was when his Imperial Father produced that elixir.

Upon learning that the elixir was given by the Ghost, his inner feelings were incredibly complex.

After all, the Ghost had no relation to him, and he truly did not know why the Ghost would choose to save him.

A glimmer of complexity appeared in Fusu's eyes.

But Ying Mo did not care at all about what Fusu was thinking.

He only knew that ever since Fusu arrived, that eunuch had immediately begun to fall ill.

"It should be on him..."

Ying Mo said.

As soon as the words fell, everyone's gaze shifted to Fusu.

Upon noticing the gazes directed at him, Fusu's brow immediately furrowed.

"You don't suspect that I did something to that man just now, do you?"

His tone was very poor.

"What evidence do you have?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu, then shifted his gaze to Ying Mo.

Listening to his voice, one could not guess what he was thinking at all.

"Did you not notice?"

"Before, he was always by your side and did not approach the table."

"But when he moved toward the table, that eunuch's complexion had already started to look wrong."

"Just now, when they dragged the eunuch away, they passed directly by him, and you saw what happened afterward."

Ying Mo said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flicker of contemplation flashed in the eyes of everyone present.

They had all seen the eunuch's behavior just now.

He had clearly been fine before, but upon passing by Fusu, he had indeed begun to fall ill.

To say there was no problem, one might not really believe it.

"Do you know the reason?"

Ying Zheng's voice was exceptionally low.

It seemed an inexplicable emotion was shrouding his heart.

"That, you would have to ask him."

Ying Mo's gaze shifted to Fusu.

Fusu's complexion immediately turned incredibly grim.

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Why would I do something to a eunuch?"

Fusu asked with a dark face.

"Do you know what happened here before you arrived?"

Ying Mo did not mind Fusu's tone, but asked in return.

Fusu, who had felt offended, immediately furrowed his brow upon hearing this question.

"Before?"

"Was it not because my Imperial Father was feeling unwell and summoned the physicians to check his health?"

Fusu said with some confusion.

Hearing Fusu's words, the corner of Ying Mo's mouth immediately curled into a smile.

"Do you know that before you came, Young Master Huhai also came here?"

Fusu immediately thought of this matter and nodded.

"And this matter also has to do with Young Master Huhai."

"Before you arrived, Young Master Huhai put something in this teapot."

"The eunuch from before drank the tea from the pot."

Ying Mo said.

After speaking, he looked at Fusu.

Fusu's eyes held confusion.

He drank the tea, and then what?

Seeming to understand the confusion in Fusu's eyes, Ying Mo's gaze flickered.

"... o you think Huhai would have you come here for no reason?"

He was somewhat speechless.

Such a simple matter, yet he still hadn't figured it out.

Fusu's brow furrowed, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

Huhai had always been at odds with him.

He would absolutely never do anything that would benefit him.

Therefore, he would never have sent word for him to come here for no reason.

The only thing that could make Huhai do this was if the matter benefited himself.

"You mean to say that Huhai poisoned this pot of tea, intending for my Imperial Father to drink it?"

After pondering for a moment, Fusu's eyes widened.

He was somewhat horrified by Huhai's audacity.

To dare to poison his Imperial Father was an act of great rebellion.

"How could he dare? If my Imperial Father died at his hands, he would absolutely not be able to escape the consequences."

Fusu said in terror.

"Then what if Ying Zheng did not die at Huhai's hands, but at yours?"

Ying Mo asked in return.

As soon as he finished this sentence, Fusu's complexion immediately turned deathly pale.

"Do not speak nonsense; I have never intended to harm my Imperial Father."

After speaking, his gaze shifted to Ying Zheng, carrying a trace of anxiety.

It seemed he was worried that Ying Zheng would believe the Ghost's words.

"Imperial Father, believe me, I have never intended to harm you."

Fusu began to say anxiously.

Ying Zheng's gaze was somewhat deep; he stared straight at Fusu.

That gaze seemed extremely penetrating.

It seemed as if it could look through the other's eyes and see into the depths of their heart.

Fusu met Ying Zheng's gaze and did not dodge.

Because he simply did not have such a thought, he was not afraid of Ying Zheng's gaze.

His gaze even seemed to carry a trace of urgency.

It seemed he hoped Ying Zheng could use this to clear his name.