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

"Your Majesty, the princess is fine, she's just sleeping soundly."

A row of imperial doctors knelt in front of Emperor Qi Zhao, each with their heads lowered in fear. Princess Li You had this sleepiness problem before. She slept for a whole month at that time. Although she felt a little weak after waking up, it seemed that there were no serious sequelae.

The situation today is exactly the same as it was then, and the imperial doctors still can't find the cause. However, they asked the Ghost Doctor last time, and the answer they got was that there is no serious problem for the time being.

However, at that time the princess was just a concubine's daughter of the prime minister's family, but now she is a princess personally appointed by His Majesty. The difference is too obvious.

"Take the princess's pulse twice a day, morning and evening. Have Mo Ling come, and have someone wait by her side until she wakes up."

Emperor Qi Zhao was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger. He glared at everyone and left without looking back.

Mo Ling is the director of the Imperial Hospital in the palace, and he only treats His Majesty. Although he is over seventy years old, his medical skills have indeed been passed down through generations of emperors.

The princess was able to make His Majesty make an exception and ask Old Mo to take her pulse twice a day. This princess... is probably of higher status than any other prince or princess.

How did Prime Minister Feng give birth to a daughter? How could she catch His Majesty's eye so well?

Everyone sighed, and there was something unfathomable in everyone's eyes. They didn't even dare to talk about the people that His Majesty truly cared about in private.

The envoys from the State of Chu have been here for more than half a month, but the matter of marriage has not been decided. Today, His Majesty has finally decided on the candidate.

The fifth princess of Chu State, Mu Lingyin, was deeply favored by the emperor and was named Consort Yi. A ceremony to confer the title of Consort Yi was held one month later.

Everyone had different expressions, and most of them were extremely surprised. Among the princesses coming from the Chu Kingdom this time, some were more beautiful than Mu Lingyin, some were of nobler status than her, and some were younger than her.

No one understood why His Majesty chose such an ordinary princess after considering for so many days?

Feng Xili was stunned. Mu Lingyin? Yin'er? Is that her?

It's only been a few days? How could Emperor Qi Zhao show such a look of grief over the loss of a loved one? He's already in his thirties, can he be in love?

Wait! From what Mu Lingyin said, it can be heard that the person the murderer wants to frame is known to both of them, so Mu Mu should also know him.

She turned to look at him. How dare that guy use Mu Mu's face to do something indecent? It was simply outrageous!

She was determined to ruin his plan that day. How about catching him in a trap?

When the time comes, she will definitely expose that person's true face with her own hands!

I wonder what that guy's expression would be like then? It must be very exciting.

She told him in detail what she saw and heard in her dream.

"Tell me, who is the thief who is impersonating you?"

She lay on his chest, mumbling to herself.

Mu Lanxun also pondered secretly and had a guess in his mind. In fact, if he put himself in the situation, those two sentences would be enough to explain a lot of things.

But he noticed another thing. He looked at the person in his arms who was still deep in thought.

Xier is really a treasure. The ability to foresee the future is not something that ordinary people can possess.

"Mumu! Do you understand? I don't know the exact day or location, so you have to prepare in advance!"

She looked up and saw him looking at her with burning eyes, and it was obvious that he was not planning anything.

But he reached out and hugged her tightly, then took a deep breath and jumped onto the branch above their heads.

She only felt a gust of wind blowing over her head, and then her feet were hanging in the air.

She was startled. "What are you doing in a tree?"

"I'm tired of standing." Mu Lanxun said nonsense seriously.

She glanced at him in reproach. Could he be so unreliable sometimes?

He smiled without saying a word and just sat on a thick branch leaning against the tree trunk.

"Xier, come here." He stretched out his hand towards her.

The trees were pitch black, and the moonlight poured down like silvery white threads. The scene was like a dream. The hand that the young man stretched out was firm, and his lazy and comfortable look suddenly made her feel at ease.

She put her hand in his palm, and he pulled it gently, and she floated into his arms like a flower and sat on his lap.

There was a branch growing upwards at an angle behind the two of them, supporting them like the back of a chair, which was surprisingly comfortable.

"Xier, I have a question." He hugged her and asked her a question after a while.

She looked up at him questioningly.

He stretched out his lips and pecked her smooth forehead.

"You said that the person's profile you saw in your dream looked like me, and your first reaction was that someone was disguising themselves to look like me, right?"

His deep voice already had a hint of the rich voice of an adult man, and her eyelids began to twitch when she heard it.

"Well... my Mu Mu would never use force on a powerless woman. You threatened her first, and then tried to silence her after being rejected. Such poor acting is not your style at all."

As she spoke, she yawned a few times and nuzzled into his chest a few times, like a soft kitten.

His eyes were filled with tenderness, yet also shone with a hint of coldness. "Aren't you afraid that's the real me? A foreign prince who has fallen from favor and is marginalized, if he were a delicate person, he probably wouldn't have lived to this age."

"Don't be afraid. You always have your bottom line. You didn't kill someone like Master Kang Jue, let alone a girl who has done nothing wrong."

She said in a daze, Mu Mu's arms were so comfortable.

"What if one day I really become a devil like that?" His ethereal voice was so soft that it was blown away by the wind.

She lay on his chest and heard everything clearly. She shuddered, not knowing whether it was because of the fright or the wind.

She put her arm around his waist and said, "If that day ever comes, it must be because you've suffered a huge blow. There's no hatred or love without reason in this world, right?"

"Axun, remember to never take your anger out on others. Revenge when there's revenge, and repay kindness when there's kindness. I'm always by your side, right?"

She looked up at his hard chin, and he seemed to be frozen in place, neither moving nor speaking for a long time.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch the smooth curve of his jaw, and then somehow her hand moved to his already prominent Adam's apple.

The next moment, he grabbed her hand. He lowered his head, a glint of water in his eyes, "Xi'er, stop making trouble."

Seeing the look in his eyes, she grinned, "I'm sleepy, shall we go back to bed?"

This statement was quite ambiguous, but Feng Xili yawned twice in a row, with tears in her eyes, not caring about what she said at all.

"Well, go to sleep, I'll stay with you." He hugged her tighter, carefully tucked her cloak in, and patted her back gently.

The moment she fell asleep, she was still complaining: Are you treating me like a child?