Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan's lips slightly moved.
The two garments in the brocade box stirred, leaving only half of the original amount of medicine powder on them.
That was the reason Lai Manting had managed to hold on until now.
However, this person did have some resilience, insisting until she collapsed into Prince Liang's arms.
At this moment, Xu Yaxiang, wrapped in a blanket, suddenly flashed a fierce look in her eyes and bellowed loudly, "You must have poisoned Man Ting out of jealousy!"
"My Crown Princess Consort comes from a humble hill village, knows nothing, if you have an issue, confront me!" A clear and resonant voice suddenly emerged from behind the crowd.
The voice was like a thousand-year-old fine wine, intoxicating to those who heard it.
Everyone immediately paid their respects.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Ye Yiheng, supported by Jian Lecheng, slowly approached.