As these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed, all but Qi Yu and the Noble Consort, who remained unperturbed.
The most drastic changes in expressions belonged to Noble Consort An and Qi Anran.
One harbored a guilty conscience, and the other felt uneasy; it could be said that both were thrown into panic.
As the poisoner, Noble Consort An's primary concern was to dissociate herself from the poison.
And Qi Anran, feeling the packet of poison hidden in her clothing burning a hole in her pocket, found herself in a bind, unable to dispose of it with so many eyes upon her.
Moreover, any suspicious move on her part would surely implicate her with the poison.
Qi Yu observed the reactions of these two with a corner of her eye and sneered inwardly.
Truly a splendid drama.
Kong Ran was still unaware of what had occurred and, seeing so many people, hid fearfully behind Qi Yu.
Qi Yu patted his head and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."