Ten days later, Lin Haihai and the others arrived at the capital of Rong. The fifteenth day of the month was close, and Keqing’s gu would soon hit her. She was already rendered weak and helpless.

They found accomodation in a luxurious inn, housed within which was a high-class restaurant court officials frequented. Lin Haihai chose the place since she wanted to know what was going on with Rong’s imperial court.

After two days of not hearing anything, though, Lin Haihai could no longer wait. She set up a boundary around Keqing’s room and barged into the palace with Wangchen and Zheng Feng.

Rong’s palace befit its image of a great nation. It was just as extravagant as Daxing’s palace, if not more. However, Lin Haihai didn’t stop to appreciate it. Seeing a palace maid coming their way, Lin Haihai gestured at Wangchen, who whisked the maid to behind the fake mountain without missing a beat and demanded in a low voice, “Where’s the empress’s bedchamber?”

They were running out of time. They must find the vicious woman at once and demand her for an antidote, or Keqing would suffer a terrible end.

The maid looked at Wangchen with wild eyes. However, she didn’t dare call out for help or make any sound at all with her body restrained and a dagger held to her waist.

“Take me there, or I’ll kill you!” Wangchen growled...