Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders and said, "You're really smart."
Yang Yushi's face flushed with a hint of red as she said, "You could even cure my weird illness; for this kind of ailment, you should have no problem."
Song Xiaodong felt a bit embarrassed, then said, "The King isn't actually sick; he's been poisoned with a very special chronic poison, which is why he's like this now."
"Ah? Poisoned?" Yang Yushi's expression changed, then her eyes shifted twice, and she said, "This must be related to royal family intrigue. If you cure him, the person who poisoned him will definitely be against us!"
Song Xiaodong raised a thumb and said, "Smart!"
"This is indeed a difficult matter. If the King dies, the country might fall into chaos because of a new King, and there might even be a coup."
Song Xiaodong said, "Yeah, we're just two people. Even if I'm strong, if a coup happens, with planes and cannons, it'll be hard for me to even protect myself, let alone protect you."
