The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"My dear, I made a——"

Mo Ling turned sideways, his eyes suddenly widened: "Qingqing——"

The sound was so shrill that the pigeon that had just landed on the roof of the Xuanshi Hall was frightened and it flapped its wings in panic, cooing and flew away.

Cang Lang rolled his eyes, took a deep breath and entered the inner hall of Xuanshi Palace, "Come here, give His Majesty another injection."

Mo Ling, with his hair loose, took two steps at a time and came to Cang Lang: "Emperor Master, where is Qingqing?"

Cang Lang said in a cold voice: "He doesn't want to see you."

"But he has obviously forgiven me and even said he would be with me forever. How could he - how could he abandon me again?"

At this moment, the imperial physician was quick to prick Mo Ling's acupuncture point with a needle. Mo Ling suddenly woke up and rubbed his throbbing temple.

"What's wrong with me?"

Cang Lang's eyes were rolling up to the sky, he found a chair and sat down without saying anything. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Mo Ling, who had finally woken up, would pout again.

Taiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead due to running, and bowed to Mo Ling and said: "Your Majesty has been poisoned and has been in a coma for more than three days."

Coma for three days?

But hasn’t he been with Qingqing these days? How could he have been in a coma for three days?

"Nonsense! I clearly remember that I was with you during these three days!"

The imperial physician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know that this can cause hysteria. Your Majesty may see some things that you want to see in your heart, but they did not actually happen."

Mo Ling took a few steps back in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock, his whole body weak, almost unable to stand: "No! It's not like that! How could it be hysteria! I clearly saw Qingqing! I was clearly with Qingqing!"

"How dare you deceive the emperor!"

The imperial physician was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a plop: "I dare not, everything I say is true!"

"presumptuous!"

Mo Ling was extremely angry and was about to have the imperial physician dragged out when Cang Lang spoke.

"Your Majesty, why do you have to embarrass the imperial physician? I can prove that what he said is true. Ming Qing has never been to Xuanshi Hall in the past three days, let alone been with Your Majesty."

Canglang looked at Mo Ling indifferently. After hearing his words, he was like a balloon that inflated, but was punctured by a needle the moment it inflated, and quickly deflated. He slid down to the ground powerlessly, like a beggar on the street who had been hungry for three days.

The whole person sat there blankly, his eyes lifeless, like a dead grass that had lost all vitality in an instant and could be broken by a slight breeze.

Cang Lang waved his hand to let the frightened imperial physician go first, then stood up and walked to Mo Ling and said, "Your Majesty, why do you have to do this?"

Mo Ling smiled sadly, and said with a faint breath: "Master Emperor, do you know what it feels like to gain something and then lose it?"

"It's ten times more painful than not having it. The happier you are in your dreams, the more miserable you are in reality."

Cang Lang didn't sympathize with Mo Ling at all, and even wanted to laugh at him.

It’s what he deserves. It’s all Mo Ling’s own fault. Who is the master?

The most powerful minister of Dai Viet, the Grand Master, put aside all his pride, compromised for Mo Ling, and was willing to be imprisoned in the deep palace, becoming a caged bird that could never fly again.

But his master was clearly the most unbridled and restrained eagle in the North, born to soar in the wilderness.

Who would have thought that Mo Ling not only did not cherish her, but instead did something unforgivable.

Mo Ling deserved all of this.

When the master was by his side, he didn't show any true feelings. Now that the master left, he is here again threatening to die!

Do they regard their master as cabbage?

If you want it, take it. If you don’t want it, just get rid of it?

If the master hadn't stopped them, Mo Ling wouldn't know how many sacks he would have been put into!

Who are you showing off your dead look to now?

It's so unlucky!

Cang Lang sneered: "I really don't know. No matter what the reason is, I will not hurt the person I love, nor will I lose him."

Mo Ling sat on the floor, his hair disheveled, not much better than the beggars in the east of the city. He lowered his eyes sadly: "The Imperial Master is right, but I just didn't think clearly at the time. I was just blinded and did the wrong thing. Don't I even have a chance to repent?"

Canglang said indifferently: "Your Majesty, do you know that when we found Mingqing, he was covered in bright red blood and his face was paler than a dead person. I even suspected that he was dead!"

"You want to repent! Ha~ If I had arrived a step later, Ming Qing would have died! How can you repent after Ming Qing died! How can you compensate me!"

"Will you compensate me by crying in front of Mingqing's grave? Or will you compensate me by giving Mingqing a false reputation?"

"You should be thankful that Ming Qing is still alive. If he had died, Your Majesty would not be able to talk to me properly here now. I would lead the Northern Territory Youyun Army to massacre the capital for him!"

Mo Ling looked at Cang Lang blankly, like a puppet without any popularity. "Grand Master likes Ming Qing, right? Massacre the capital for him, hahahaha, if Grand Master can say such a thing, why didn't he protect Ming Qing in the first place?"

I don't have it, don't talk nonsense! He Canglang dares to swear to the heaven that he has no feelings for his master!

"You think too much. People in the North, including me, have all received favors from Ming Qing to some extent. Not everyone who treats him well is just because of that matter! I think Your Majesty should drink more water to cleanse his brain, so that it won't be filled with useless things."

"Your Majesty, do you know that he likes you? This is something that many people would envy. Mingqing has that face, and I am protecting him. He can have anyone he wants. But he just happens to like your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, it's too late for you to regret. Ming Qing has a strong temper. Once he makes up his mind about something, no one can change it. I have advised him many times to follow Your Majesty into the palace, but he still insists on doing it his own way."

"Since Ming Qing has given Your Majesty a letter of divorce, it means that he will not turn back. Your Majesty should give up as soon as possible and spend your mind on governing the country, which is far better than dreaming about something that you can never get."

Mo Ling was still in a daze. He listened to everything Cang Lang said quietly, with a dead look in his eyes: "Is there really no chance at all?"

Cang Lang was indifferent and ruthless: "No, Your Majesty, just give up on this idea."

Mo Ling's spine bent, and he looked like he was about to die. He said, "I understand."

Canglang retracted his gaze and said, "Your Majesty, it's good to know. The reason why Your Majesty was poisoned this time was because he came into contact with a toxin called Jianshouqing. Your Majesty might as well think back to what you did and what you came into contact with half an hour before you fainted, so that you can be prepared next time."

"By the way, when your majesty was poisoned, the King of Nancheng brought the master of the Divine Doctor Valley to detoxify your majesty. Your majesty may want to check on the King of Nancheng when you have time. It's too much of a coincidence, but he must have ulterior motives."

"Brother Royal?"

Mo Ling shook his head: "Impossible! My brother would never hurt me!"

"Heh~, Your Majesty, do you still remember Yan Yiran? Didn't Your Majesty also say that Yan Yiran would never betray Your Majesty? But what happened in the end? Do you need me to say it again for Your Majesty?"