"Wuming, do you know?"
Liu Wuya took a sip from his gourd and remarked nonchalantly, "This substance is harmless on its own, but when mixed with a certain incense burned in this hall, the results are quite different."
Feng Yi’s face drained of color. Hearing Liu Wuya, he immediately recalled that the incense burned in Langya Palace over the past few days smelled different from what they were accustomed to. At first, Feng Yi had assumed that a new supply had arrived and the maids had simply switched the stock. Who could have imagined that the incense in their palace had been tampered with?
Chapter 115