Long Xinghe didn't know what Chu Qianli was so happy about.
But the "he" she was referring to probably wasn't Wuya.
As long as it wasn't Wuya, she felt relieved.
Another person was in Chu Qianli's room, which Long Xinghe had guessed but didn't pay much attention to.
Many things, she could handle on her own.
After Long Xinghe left, Chu Qianli immediately returned to her room and sat by Feng Dingchu's bedside.
She looked at his pale face, ashen like death, and said solemnly, "Achu, you must wake up, there are still many things waiting for you to do."
"The Empress Dowager didn't die of illness. You might not have had time to take her pulse, but I did often, and I know."
"The Empress Dowager was poisoned with a chronic poison, dying from long-term exposure, but the toxicity was so weak each time that even the Imperial Physician couldn't diagnose it."
"Achu, the Empress Dowager died unclearly, can you really just ignore it?"
"Even if you hate her, you can't just leave her be…"