Zu An was stunned. He couldn't help but reply with a smile, “Did your highness call me over in the middle of the night just to ask me about that?”0

Liu Ning paid close attention to his expression the entire time as she asked that question, but she didn’t notice any openings even after staring at him for a long time. She released a faint smile and said, “Actually, I'm not the only one who has such suspicions. After what happened at the Meng manor, all of the great clans in the capital have been wondering similar things. That crown princess of yours must also be having second thoughts.”0

Previously, there had been no way anyone would have such thoughts. After all, everyone had publicly acknowledged Zhao Han to be without equal. Meanwhile, they had thought that Zu An’s cultivation was comparatively like an ant's. But after what happened this time in the Meng manor, they suddenly realized that if Zu An was so absurdly strong, even if his cultivation wasn’t greater than Zhao Han’s, he would have at least had a fighting chance.0

How much of a coincidence could there be? No one else had witnessed how Zhao Han died; the only one was Zu An alone. Didn’t that mean he could say whatever he wanted? When they thought about how King Qi and the libationer had both died in this affair, everything started to make more sense.0

“But they aren’t as close to you as I am, so even if...0