Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Mo Ling held a bowl of medicine and handed it to the palace attendant who had been waiting nearby. "Feed it carefully to His Majesty."

"Mr. Mo, it's been three days. When will His Majesty wake up?" Seeing the palace maid bringing in the medicine, Feng Linshang stopped her.

Mo Ling's eyes turned cold, and the look he gave him was frightening.

Feng Linshang's heart sank. What was going on?

"Prime Minister Feng, forgive my bluntness, but there are people around His Majesty who are plotting something evil." Mo Ling said shockingly, his face looking uneasy.

who is it?

Feng Linshang's face was terribly gloomy. How dare those people at the center of the storm dare to make a move?

wrong!

Mu Lanxun has been thrown into jail, but something has been done to His Majesty, which means those people don't want His Majesty to wake up.

If His Majesty is not sober, Mu Lanxun will not be released, but these two people...

He vaguely guessed something, and a sense of confusion arose in his heart that he himself did not even notice.

"Mr. Mo, thank you for your hard work these days. Your Majesty's safety is the most important thing. Please don't alert the enemy."

This means that from now on, all food and drink imported by His Majesty will need to be checked by Mo Ling.

Mo Ling nodded slightly. He had no interest in the turbulent situation in the court.

He is a doctor, and his only responsibility is to cure diseases and save lives.

When he turned around and left, Feng Linshang stood there in a daze. He couldn't figure out what was causing the confusion in his heart, he just felt extremely depressed.

When he came to his senses again, he was already standing in the side courtyard of the prime minister's residence, looking at his wife Ning Nianqiao through the window.

However, the next moment, Ning Nianqiao closed the window. As a couple for more than ten years, Feng Linshang immediately noticed something unusual.

He frowned and knocked on the door, but as expected, there was no response. Then, the prime minister, who was always humble and polite, kicked it with his foot.

The door was kicked open violently. The people in the room seemed to be startled and hurriedly stuffed the things on the table into their sleeves.

"What are you doing!?" Ning Nianqiao shouted angrily, his eyes full of strangeness and anger.

The moment the door opened, Feng Linshang saw the things on the table. The peculiar shape made his heart sink.

He turned around, closed the door, and walked to the table with a big stride. His eyes were as sharp as arrows, and he said in a deep voice: "Nian'er, give me the things."

This was the first time the two met face to face since Feng Linshang returned from Zechun City. Ning Nianqiao was stunned for a moment. The Prime Minister had never spoken to her so coldly.

She raised her eyes to look at her husband. After not seeing him for several months, he was still the same, young and handsome, calm and dignified.

Looking at herself, even without looking in the mirror, she knew that she was absolutely haggard and her eyes were dull.

She laughed sarcastically and looked down at her pale fingertips. The back of her hand, which used to be rosy and shiny, was now just skin and bones.

When Feng Linshang heard that hollow laughter, his heart suddenly ached.

The person in front of me was so thin that he was unrecognizable. The coquettishness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows had now turned into a few fine lines, and the familiar warmth was gone.

"Nian'er!" He couldn't help but raise his voice, with a hint of begging on his face.

Ning Nianqiao's whole body stiffened, and he glared at him fiercely. In despair, he threw the thing stuffed in his sleeve at him.

"I admit it! You can do whatever you want to me!" She roared with her teeth bared, her eyes bloodshot, but she stubbornly held back her tears.

Feng Linshang was hit on the chest by a soft white ball. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes followed the white ball to the ground.

When the glaring white figure came into view, his heart finally died.

A crudely made cotton doll lay alone on the green stone floor, with all kinds of silver needles stuck into its body.

Feng Xili's name and her birth date were clearly written on the cotton cloth under the silver needle.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and the air in his chest seemed to be completely knocked out by a rag doll. He opened his mouth and gasped hard, shaking almost imperceptibly.

"Nian'er, you!!" He whispered in disbelief. He really couldn't believe that the Prime Minister's wife would do such things. These were disgraceful things!

"Huh! What's wrong with me?" Ning Nianqiao found his face full of shock and grief ridiculous.

She gently picked up the cotton doll on the ground, her eyes suddenly became vicious, and in front of the Prime Minister, she pierced the soft doll stitch by stitch.

He muttered, "I'll stab you to death! I'll let you harm my Tianxu! I'll stab you to death!"

Feng Linshang gasped and snatched the doll away, "Nian'er, you're crazy!"

This is not Xier’s fault!

Tian Xu shouldn't have had such thoughts, and he and Ning Nianqiao didn't care enough about their children, and didn't discover and intervene in time, resulting in the current result.

Everyone is wrong, but Xier is the most innocent!

If Feng Tianxu had not taken the people away secretly, if they had not gone to Zechun City, if they had asked for help in time when they found something was wrong, then maybe, just maybe, the final result would not be like this.

But when he looked at his wife in front of him, who looked haggard and a little frantic, the words of accusation got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a word.

"Nian'er, you still have me. I'm still here. I've already lost Tianxu, and I can't lose you again..."

His trembling voice was like sharp needles piercing his chest, and Ning Nianqiao's face turned pale instantly.

Feng Linshang held the doll tightly in his hand, allowing the silver needles on the doll to pierce his palm, and the white cotton cloth gradually became stained with a striking red color.

Ning Nianqiao's eyes finally softened when they saw that hint of crimson.

She trembled as she held her fist, which had already begun to drip, and her eyes were blurred with heartache.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister..."

Feng Linshang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gently embraced Ning Nianqiao and held her in his arms with just one arm.

Fortunately, Nian'er still cares about him, and she still has him in her heart.

Feeling the familiar warmth, Ning Nianqiao's tears finally burst out like a flood that had broken through the dam, and it was unstoppable.

Hearing the painful and desperate cry coming from his chest, his nose felt sore and a tear fell on the top of the head of the person in his arms, and disappeared in an instant.

In the stillness of the night.

Mu Lanxun, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, heard his ears move, opened his eyes, and looked to the side with clear eyes.

"Prince Mu Jiu, you've suffered a lot these past few days. I brought you some good wine and delicious food. There's a great show waiting to be performed tomorrow, so you must get enough rest."

A deliberately suppressed voice came from outside the prison door. A tall man in black was wrapped in a cloak, and even his eyes were invisible.

Mu Lanxun's eyes were cold, with a sinister glint in his eyes.

"It's really a good show. You must have worked so hard to plan it for so long!" He raised the corners of his mouth evilly, as if he was looking forward to tomorrow's "good show" more than the people outside.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the man in black sneered, "Haha, when the show starts, I hope you can be just as... calm and composed."

He kicked the wooden box at the door of the cell with his toes and could hear the clinking of dishes inside.

"There are many delicacies in there, so I won't disturb Prince Mu Jiu from having his meal." The voice was full of malice and ridicule, which made people angry when they heard it.

Mu Lanxun had hardly eaten anything these days. Even though his stomach was cramping slightly, he didn't even look at the food box that was still emitting a fragrant aroma.

The man in black raised his head, as if admiring the miserable appearance of the trapped beast in the cage.

Mu Lanxun just let him watch, and she showed disdain for his appearance from beginning to end.

"Aren't you going back to prepare for the big show? Are you sure that the prince can walk out of this cell safely after daybreak?"