I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 44 Poisoning

When Qiao Suisui entered, Lanze had just finished training under the guidance of the Royal Caregiver and was being helped into a wheelchair.

His spiritual power automatically detected Qiao Suisui, and as he turned his head, he ’saw’ her standing by the door. Lanze’s spiritual silk quickly and silently wrapped around her, pausing momentarily as he sensed her low spirits.

Full of guilt, Qiao Suisui stood there, head bowed and feeling uneasy. She wanted to greet him but didn’t know what to say first. As she looked up, she saw Lanze waving at her, smiling gently.

"You came at just the right time. Gamma has developed a new nutrient with various flavors. I can’t taste it and didn’t want to waste his effort. Suisui, could you help me try them?"

"Of course..."

She walked over in small steps and saw the caregiver named Gamma give her a polite smile, then brought over a delicate tray filled with colorful nutrients.

Qiao Suisui picked out a colorless one first, and took a small sip. A refreshing minty taste spread in her mouth followed by a sweetness.

"How is it?"

"Sweet, quite tasty."

"What does sweet feel like?"

Qiao Suisui paused, her heart filled with mixed feelings as he asked. She tilted her head, thought for a moment, then squatted next to Lanze’s wheelchair and said, "Sweet is like... having something you really want, and then getting it, making you involuntarily smile."

Lanze listened to her soft, gentle voice, his unfocused pupils faintly gazing at her as if thinking of something, and couldn’t help but smile.

Qiao Suisui then tasted a sky-blue one, which made her eyes squint reflexively from its sourness.

"This one is very sour. Sour is like... seeing something you like but someone else gets it first."

She continued to try the yellow, pink, and purple ones... and described the taste and her own interpretations to Lanze in detail.

The young man in the wheelchair listened quietly, extremely attentive, with a smile continually on his face.

".... Lanze, I’m sorry."

He froze, wanting to reach out and hold her wrist, but his fingers twitched slightly and he ended up doing nothing.

"Suisui, this isn’t your fault. You shouldn’t feel guilty because I got hurt. Truthfully... it’s because I was weak... I failed to protect you..."

"That’s not it. I knew well that Zong Fang wouldn’t just let it go, yet I still came out alone with you, not foreseeing this," she said, gently touching his knee, softly murmuring, "It must hurt, right?" After saying it, she realized Lanze actually couldn’t feel pain, and quickly bit her lip, frowning as she corrected herself, "Sorry, that’s not what I meant, I mean..."

"Suisui."

Lanze gently interrupted her, "Your guilt makes me feel even worse. It’s my fault for failing to bring you back safely. Getting hurt is a result of my inferiority to him; no need to discuss it – I accept it. But if this turns into a scar in your heart, I would rather have died..."

Slender fingers covered his mouth, her fingertips touching his lips, the warmth of her fingertips unable to match the heat of his fervent heart. Lanze felt as if he could hear his own heart pounding wildly.

"Don’t talk like that..." Qiao Suisui regained her spirit and said, "I will definitely find a way to heal your legs."

Lanze didn’t counter her this time but just smiled gently.

He had actually foreseen this day with his foresight ability, seeing himself in a wheelchair. However, the vision flashed past, showing no causes or consequences, so he couldn’t prevent or intervene.

He just didn’t expect that day to come so quickly.

Qiao Suisui talked with him for a while longer, then watched as Gamma pushed him back to his room to rest. After leaving, she wanted the System to transfer her self-healing talent to Lanze, but it was denied.

[The stripped talent can only be used for oneself, not transferable. If you favor other talents, you can replace it anytime.]

[If they can’t be possessed simultaneously, wouldn’t the originally stripped talent be wasted?]

[When a new talent replaces an old one, the old talent will automatically return to its original owner.]

That is to say, if she stripped another new talent, then the self-healing talent would automatically return to Zong Fang.

Qiao Suisui’s steps gradually came to a halt as she remembered Zong Fang being seriously injured and not knowing if he had survived. Then she shook her head, dismissing her sympathy.

He was a venomous snake that had imprisoned her and harmed others at will.

She could not afford to be soft-hearted.

Reminding herself of this, she intended to return to her own quarters when she suddenly bumped into Isabella, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"Qiao Suisui, you’re still loitering around here! It’s all because of you that father was poisoned by that ungrateful scoundrel, Ash!"

She steadied herself and, with furrowed brows, grabbed Isabella’s arm.

"What are you talking about? Ash is involved in this?"

...

Several days earlier.

Imperial Court.

"I called you here for no other reason than we are family, so I will speak frankly," Gorba III said, casting a sharp gaze across the table at Leberli as the two men dined.

"I’ve heard you’ve been quite active lately, what’s this, do you want real power?"

Leberli wiped his mouth with a napkin leisurely and chuckled, "Uncle, what are you talking about? I’ve never been keen on meddling in affairs."

"Stop pretending," Gorba III placed his dinner knife on the porcelain plate with a sharp clink. "Ash, whether you admit it or not, I’m only going to say this once today. Your status as a member of the Auslan Royal Family is the greatest honor of your life, but beyond that, nothing else is yours for the taking."

Leberli revealed a mocking smile and raised his eyebrows, "What is mine, then?"

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He stared defiantly at the imposing man across from him, twirled the dinner knife in his hand, and the next second, ’smack’, he drove it deep into the long table.

"Suisui was supposed to be mine, so why did you make Lanze her spouse?"

Gorba III understood and showed little change in expression.

"Indeed, there’s nothing much to discuss about that. I know you’re aggrieved. Well, how about this: you can choose from among the few females nurtured within the Royal Family, I’ll sanction it."

"Ha."

Leberli first scoffed, then burst into laughter. He suddenly stood up, leaning forward with his hands braced on either side of the table, staring intensely at the man opposite.

"Uncle, do you know what I despise most about you? It’s your contorted face as if you have everything and everyone under your control. Never mind whether I want to be spouses with those females—did you ever ask their will? Even Isabella is merely a pawn in your hands; have you ever asked if she wanted so many spouses? What makes you think you have the right to manipulate everyone?"

Gorba III became enraged, about to speak, but then a ’bang’ came from under the table, causing the entire long table to tremble momentarily.

Imperial Guards immediately came forward and lifted the tablecloth, revealing a small and delicate body curled up underneath—it was Isabella.

...

After hearing Isabella’s account, Qiao Suisui frowned. "So you don’t have direct evidence of Ash poisoning him."

"What more evidence do you need, isn’t it obvious? That guy was simply furious that father chose you and Lanze to be together, so he took action against father. The doctor said the poison is colorless and odorless, impossible to detect in time, and can only be obtained from the neighboring star, which just happens to be Ash’s dominion."

Qiao Suisui had a bad feeling, even if Leberli was dissatisfied with the Emperor, he wouldn’t have used such an obvious method...so obvious that even Isabella knew the poison could only be produced in his territory.

Isabella, ignoring her contemplation, pulled her along.

"Come with me to find that guy and get the antidote to save father!"