The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

"Crown Princess, what's wrong with you?" Eunuch Liang at the door hurried over to help Wen Qingcheng up, pinching her Ren Zhong and Hegu points.

Mo Lianche came out of the hall upon hearing the sound. Seeing Wen Qingcheng lying on the ground, he bent over, picked up Wen Qingcheng and carefully placed him on a small soft couch.

Wen Qingcheng woke up at this moment, and when she saw Mo Lianche's face, she immediately got down from the couch and knelt down. She had no choice now. Mo Jinghong was exiled and she had lost all her pride. Even if Mo Lianche exempted them from the kneeling ceremony, Wen Qingcheng's tears fell.

"His Majesty....."

"Who told you to kneel before me? Get up quickly. Xiao Liangzi, go and call the imperial physician." Mo Lianche saw that Wen Qingcheng looked very bad and had just fainted, so he hurriedly asked Eunuch Liang to invite the imperial physician on duty.

"No need to call the imperial physician, I'm fine. I just didn't eat since last night and felt dizzy after standing for a long time. I'm fine now, really." Wen Qingcheng was not here to see a doctor, so she quickly refused.

"Xiao Liangzi, set the imperial meal."

Wen Qingcheng couldn't eat at this moment, so she said earnestly, "My prince has always been loyal to Your Majesty and has never had two minds. Your Majesty knows what kind of person he is. He is definitely not an unfilial person. My father, the King of Qin, had an old illness. Your Majesty can send someone to check the King of Qin's medical records. Although they often quarreled, the prince would never deliberately anger his father to death. It was a coincidence. Please investigate it clearly."

Mo Lianche knew that Wen Qingcheng came for Mo Jinghong's matter, so when she asked to see him early in the morning, he deliberately didn't see her. Seeing Wen Qingcheng's haggard face, pale lips, and tear troughs under her eyes, she must have lived a life worse than death in the past two days. He felt sorry for her, but he also had his own difficulties.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Look at what's happened to your body. Before Jinghong comes back, your body will collapse."

Several palace maids and eunuchs came in one after another, carrying food in their hands. They placed a full table on a small square table, which was all breakfast.

"Eat first, be obedient." Mo Jinghong asked Wen Qingcheng to eat first. Wen Qingcheng looked bitter and cried out, "Your Majesty..."

"Eat well, then I will listen to you."

"Okay, I'll eat, I'll eat." Wen Qingcheng walked over quickly, picked up the porridge and started eating. But it tasted like chewing wax, and she just swallowed it like she was doing business, with the food stuck in her throat, and her face flushed.

"Eat slowly and drink some water. Why are you still like a child?" Mo Lianche handed Wen Qingcheng a teacup and drank some water before swallowing.

Mo Lianche looked at Wen Qingcheng eating and crying, feeling very uncomfortable. At the same time, he envied Mo Jinghong for being able to have true love like Wen Qingcheng in this life.

After the meal, Wen Qingcheng begged Mo Lianche again, but he refused to give in. Then many ministers were waiting to be summoned, and Wen Qingcheng had no choice but to leave the palace and return to Yu Garden.

When they returned to Yu Garden, they saw Ye Xiuying with Zicheng and Xueer. When Wen Qingcheng came back, Ye Xiuying saw how haggard she looked, and her heart almost broke. She took a step forward and hugged Wen Qingcheng in her arms. "Qingcheng..."

"Mom, why are you here?"

"I've heard about Jinghong's situation. I'm afraid you'll be upset, so I came here to accompany you."

Zicheng saw that Wen Qingcheng looked like she was completely undressed, and turned away with heartache, shedding tears. Wen Qingcheng comforted him, "I'm not that fragile, I just hate myself for not being able to do something for Jinghong."

"Your Majesty, when I entered the palace today, what did His Majesty say?" Qingluo asked.

"Your Majesty is unwilling to forgive his crime." Wen Qingcheng said dejectedly. She decided to go back to the Prince of Qin's mansion tomorrow. The palace's internal physician was a reasonable person. She planned to secretly retrieve the Prince of Qin's medical records before his death, and then go back to the palace to find evidence that the Prince of Qin's death was not directly related to Mo Jinghong. If Mo Lianche didn't let him go, she would keep begging him. It was better than doing nothing.

Wen Liang had been accompanying Wen Qingcheng these days, kneeling outside the imperial study for a whole day. Wen Liang also gathered a few friends in the court and jointly wrote a letter to the new emperor to protect Mo Jinghong.

Wen Qingcheng had also made plans for the worst. If Mo Lianche insisted on not releasing Mo Jinghong, she would take her shadow guards and follow Mo Jinghong along his exile route, all the way to the place of exile. She would be able to endure any hardship.

However, before Wen Qingcheng could ask the new emperor to release Mo Jinghong, and before she could reach the place of exile, the bad news came that Mo Jinghong had contracted a serious illness during exile and unfortunately died, and his body was on the way back.

Wen Qingcheng couldn't hold on any longer after hearing the bad news and passed out. When she woke up again, she was in Mo Lianche's side hall. Wen Qingcheng got down from the couch with lifeless eyes. Mo Jinghong was dead, and her heart was dead too. She had only one thought, which was to bring back Mo Jinghong's body and bury him properly.

"Wen Qingcheng, go back and lie down well." Mo Lianche was the only one in the side hall. Seeing Wen Qingcheng, who was once full of vitality, become like a walking corpse, he felt uncomfortable.

Wen Qingcheng seemed to have not heard anything, and walked towards the entrance of the hall in a daze. Mo Lianche reached out to pull her, and when Wen Qingcheng saw Mo Lianche, her emotions instantly exploded, she pulled out her hairpin from her head, and shouted like crazy: "Don't stop me! Jinghong is dead, are you satisfied now!"

Mo Lianche looked painful, "I will compensate you well..."

"How do you compensate? Can you give Jinghong's life back?" Wen Qingcheng was very emotional.

"Calm down first!" Mo Lianche saw that Wen Qingcheng's body was as weak as a beauty lamp swaying in the wind. He was afraid that something might happen to her, so he reached out to stop her.

While the two were arguing, Wen Qingcheng pointed at Mo Lianche with a hairpin in her hand, her eyes red, and said excitedly: "Let me go!"

Mo Lianche knew that Wen Qingcheng was now full of hatred for him. He grabbed her small hand holding the hairpin with his big hand and pulled it hard in front of him. The sharp hairpin instantly pierced his chest.

Mo Lianche gritted his teeth and frowned slightly. Wen Qingcheng could feel the resistance of the hairpin in her hand piercing into her flesh. It was not until she saw the bright red blood oozing from Mo Lianche's chest that Wen Qingcheng calmed down instantly. Was this considered an assassination attempt? This would exterminate all nine clans.

Wen Qingcheng instantly let go of her hand, trembling, "I, I didn't mean it."

Mo Lianche looked at Wen Qingcheng and a bitter smile emerged on his face, "Have you calmed down? Will you feel better this way?" After Mo Lianche said this, he pulled out the hairpin, and blood oozed out, instantly soaking a large area of ​​his clothes.

"I'll go get someone..." Wen Qingcheng was about to go out to get someone, but was stopped by Mo Lianche. His voice was much weaker: "Don't go, do you want to be arrested as an assassin? There is a medicine box on the shelf over there, help me deal with it."

Wen Qingcheng stopped immediately and helped Mo Lianche to lie on the couch. She went to get the medicine box, secretly took out disinfectants from the space, and got some spiritual spring water. After getting ready, she carried the medicine box around the screen and came to the couch where Mo Lianche was lying.

Mo Lianche had already unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his solid chest muscles. Wen Qingcheng helped him clean the wound, disinfected it and bandaged it, then whispered, "Your Majesty, I'll ask someone to get you some clean clothes to change into."