The Regent's Concubine is Crazy

Hearing this, Mo Shaoxie raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile: "Oh? Really?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask Mo Feng. The rich ladies in the capital are either playing the piano or writing poems at home or reading picture books to kill time because of the hot weather," Xiao Zijin said.

Mo Shaoxie didn't care when he heard that and continued to read the book.

Seeing that Mo Shaoxie no longer pursued the matter of the painting book, Xiao Zijin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and walked to the bucket beside him and looked around. He turned around and said to Mo Shaoxie jokingly, "Your Majesty, you are not good enough. You didn't catch a single fish in half a day?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a sharp glare from Mo Shaoxie. The glare was as sharp as substance, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. Xiao Zijin suddenly felt a chill, and he quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would say something inappropriate again.

Seeing this, Mo Feng next to him couldn't help but mutter, "Master caught a fish, released it, and continued fishing, not that he didn't catch any." His voice was small, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear. After hearing this, Xiao Zijin's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little speechless about Mo Shaoxie's behavior.

Mo Shaoxie continued to maintain his noble and indifferent attitude. He ignored Xiao Zijin's ridicule and Mo Feng's muttering. He just sat there quietly and continued to read the book, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Le Wenshu held the letter in his hand, his face serious. He came to Mo Shaoxie, bowed his head and respectfully presented the letter: "Your Highness, three days ago, the carrier pigeon that was used by the Chongshan Sect to communicate with the palace was intercepted by the secret guards. In order not to alert the enemy, the secret guards copied it down and released the pigeon."

Mo Feng stood aside, and when he saw Le Wenshu handing out the letter, he quickly stepped forward to take it, and then handed it to Mo Shaoxie. Mo Shaoxie put down the book he was reading, took the letter, and his eyes slowly moved on the letter paper. As he read, the originally calm atmosphere began to change subtly.

Xiao Zijin sensed the cold aura emanating from Mo Shaoxie, as well as the murderous intent gradually gathering in his eyes.

He moved closer with curiosity, wanting to find out what was going on. He saw that the handwriting on the letter in Mo Shaoxie's hand was clear and pointed directly to the point - asking Wang Heqing to lead a master to assassinate Mo Shaoxie on the night of July 15th.

Xiao Zijin's expression also became solemn. He knew very well the importance of this letter, which also exposed the collusion between Chongshan Sect and certain people in the palace.

Mo Shaoxie slammed the letter on the table, his eyes flashing with a cold light. His voice was low and powerful: "It seems that some people can't wait to kill me."

Xiao Zijin stood aside, and after a moment's silence, he said: "Your Highness, we should send someone to interfere with the position of the leader of the martial arts world. We should not let Wang Heqing get the position of the leader of the martial arts world so easily."

Le Wenshu nodded slightly, confirming the authenticity of the information: "Indeed, Wang Heqing secretly drugged those opponents who might threaten his position on the eve of the competition. This drug will make people feel weak all over the next day and unable to exert their usual strength. Therefore, in the competition on the second day, he easily defeated other opponents and retained his position as the leader of the martial arts world. What's more serious is that he has an unknown collusion with certain forces in the palace."

Mo Shaoxie's eyes became increasingly stern. He understood that Wang Heqing was just a pawn, and the real person behind the scenes was the one in the palace.

Mo Shaoxie said expressionlessly: "After I cure the poison, the Chongshan Sect will surely suffer destruction."

After hearing this, Le Wenshu swallowed her saliva involuntarily. She asked cautiously, "My Lord, are you planning to completely eradicate the Chongshan Sect?"

Xiao Zijin on the side seemed much more relaxed. He said with a joking smile: "The Chongshan Sect is a famous and upright sect on the surface, but it has done many shameful things behind the scenes." There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, and it was obvious that he disapproved of the hypocritical behavior of the Chongshan Sect.

Mo Shaoxie tilted his head slightly, his eyes swept over Xiao Zijin coldly, and he said lightly: "This king will not allow anyone to ruin this king and Ling'er's wedding night, so this king will choose to eliminate all possible threats in advance."

After hearing what Mo Shaoxie said, Xiao Zijin couldn't help but be speechless. He muttered in his heart: "It turns out that the prince is worried about being disturbed on his wedding night! I thought he wanted to get rid of the Chongshan Sect, which is a big threat to the martial arts world."

There was a hint of relief and anticipation in Le Wenshu's voice, "Dr. Xue will be able to prepare the antidote tomorrow, and the toxins in your body will finally be completely eliminated." His eyes revealed his joy at the upcoming good news.

Xiao Zijin recalled the past with a lot of emotion, "Yes, back then we sent secret guards everywhere to search for the Nether Flower, who would have thought that the Nether Flower would appear before our eyes by itself."

Le Wenshu said in a deep voice: "The news about the Nether Flower was just released by them to lure the prince into a trap so that they could assassinate him. It is really shocking that this matter is related to the queen."

Xiao Zijin shook his head, "How could the queen have the Netherworld Poison? And how did she poison the prince who was still on the battlefield at that time?" His eyes were full of confusion.

Mo Shaoxie's voice was deep and powerful, "Continue to track down the source of the Netherworld Poison."

Le Wenshu nodded, indicating that he understood what Mo Shaoxie meant. "I've already given the order, and I'll definitely check it out."

The butler's footsteps were hurried, his face was full of fatigue after being busy, but his eyes were shining with anticipation for the upcoming celebration. He came to Mo Shaoxie, bowed his head respectfully, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, and said in a loud and powerful voice: "Your Highness, everything about the wedding is being prepared intensively, does Your Highness have any special instructions?"

Mo Shaoxie raised his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes reflected the anxious and serious figure of the butler. He pondered for a moment, and his tone was calm but with unquestionable majesty: "Make sure everything is carried out according to the predetermined process, and there must not be any mistakes."

"Yes," the butler said respectfully.

Mo Shaoxie nodded, indicating his approval of the housekeeper's arrangement. He closed his eyes, as if rehearsing the upcoming wedding scene in his mind.

Xiao Zijin couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Sure enough, it's hard to be a hero. Le Wenshu and Xiao Zijin were speechless, both of them had a bit of helplessness and teasing on their faces.

The prince's face, which was as cold as winter just now, softened a lot when the matter of marriage was mentioned.

Xiao Zijin couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Sure enough, even a hero can be tempted by beauty!" Although his voice was small, it was loud enough for Le Wenshu to hear clearly.

Le Wenshu thought about it and felt that what Xiao Zijin said made sense.

After all, the prince has always been a man of stone and has never been shaken by anything. However, when it comes to getting married, he seems so eager and gentle. It can be seen that the power of love is truly infinite.