"That's the Emperor's problem." Yang Ruxin spread her hands.
Emperor Xuanjing was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and then opened them: "Tell me, what kind of poison have I been afflicted with?"
"To be precise, you are afflicted with poisonous insects, but poisonous things usually come together, so it can also be considered poisoning." Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrows.
"Poisonous insects?" Emperor Xuanjing's calm expression finally cracked. What if he suddenly felt like vomiting?
No way, anyone who knows there's a bunch of little bugs in their body wouldn't be able to stand it.
Yang Ruxin nodded: "Someone played tricks around you. Judging by the size of the insect, it's been about six months. The reason it hasn't erupted is because the radishes and fruits I contributed were grown with medicine, which suppresses those insects. Otherwise, it would have erupted in the second month."
