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

Rescue people from the Dark Armor Guards?

They couldn't even defeat Lu Zhi, so how could they save others? This was tantamount to sentencing them to death.

A cold gaze swept down, and the two of them felt uneasy. They gritted their teeth and replied, "Yes!"

When Mu Lingyin opened her eyes again, she vaguely smelled a strong smell of medicine, but there was an inexplicable sweetness in her mouth.

As soon as she moved, Qi Zhaodi leaned closer and asked, "Yin'er, are you feeling unwell?"

She shook her head. Apart from feeling a little dizzy and a little itchy in her back, she didn't feel any other discomfort.

He looked at her and although her eyes were still a little confused, her complexion was pretty good, so he felt relieved. "Someone come here."

Emperor Qi Zhao asked someone to bring a bowl of white porridge, which was simmered on low heat all night. The rice grains were basically melted, and it was very warm to the stomach when consumed.

He personally fed Mu Lingyin half a bowl of porridge, and then carefully held the medicine bowl to help her cool it down.

Mu Lingyin's nose felt sore, and her eyes flashed with tender affection as she looked at him.

"Your Majesty, how is my ninth brother? I remember his hand was also injured." She asked softly, her tone guilty.

"He's fine. He's being cared for and cared for. Don't worry."

He smiled and patted her hand, then asked her a few more questions. After feeding her the medicine spoonful by spoonful, he gently instructed her, "Okay, rest for a while. If you want to sleep, sleep for a while. If you don't want to sleep, just close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll be right next to you."

After this incident, he was worried about Mu Lingyin returning to the inn. Fortunately, it would only be a few days before she was crowned as a concubine, so he let her recuperate in the palace.

He looked at Ford next to him. The old eunuch noticed his gaze and immediately presented him with a few pieces of letter paper containing the information obtained from the interrogation of the Dark Armor Guards.

The dwarf patient looked petite, but he was actually in his twenties. Because he could shrink his body and disguise himself, his hands were stained with a lot of blood, but it was never exposed.

But this time she fell into trouble. She was very stubborn and refused to speak no matter how she was tortured. She only asked to see the princess.

Meeting Li You? Qi Zhaodi pondered. This time, she had made a great contribution, but there were still many doubts. These two people ran to him at the same time. He didn't believe that they didn't have any ulterior motives.

And that Qingcui, who was obviously silenced, why would the person who hurt Yin'er use Liyou's face? And the masked man who rescued the murderer...

Someone was causing trouble right under his nose. He clasped his fists together and supported them on the tip of his nose, carefully sorting out the whole thing. If Yin'er was killed in this matter, who would benefit the most?

"Qingyi, check Mu Lingyin's situation in Chu State." Did Yin'er offend someone, or does someone have ulterior motives?

The house was quiet, no one appeared and no one answered.

Prime Minister's House.

Yesterday, the Prime Minister had a big quarrel with his wife. No one knew what it was about, but Feng Tianxu accidentally overheard the key points.

No one knows a child better than his mother. Ning Nianqiao already knew Feng Xili's identity, so she was the first to notice that something was wrong with her son. They had a good relationship when they were young, so she didn't take it seriously and just thought of it as finding a playmate for Tianxu that he liked.

But who knew that as the two grew up, Tianxu cared more and more about Feng Xili. She didn't get married, and she didn't move out even after becoming a princess. Tianxu ran to her yard every day, and she was anxious but there was nothing she could do.

She wanted Feng Linshang to ask His Majesty for a marriage proposal, but he said that Feng Xili's marriage was not something they could interfere with, and asked her to stop having any bad ideas, which made her so angry that she lost her temper on the spot.

After all, I raised her. She will be seventeen next year and has broken off the engagement again. As her stepmother, it's understandable that I should worry about her marriage, right?

How could she be accused of having ulterior motives? Seeing her son heading down a crooked path, she couldn't bring herself to reveal Feng Xili's true identity. She was afraid Feng Tianxu would marry her regardless, which would cause chaos in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Before she could calm down, Feng Tianxu started arguing with Feng Xiang again. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, so she pretended to be sick and pulled her son out.

"Tianxu, if you don't like the marriage that mother found for you, I will find you another one. But don't quarrel with your father." Ning Nianqiao pulled her son's arm, only to feel that he looked at her with resentment.

"Mom, I won't marry Chu Linxuan. Don't worry about it. I already have someone I like." This was the first time he admitted to others that he already had someone in his heart.

"Who is it?" Ning Nianqiao held his arm tightly and asked nervously.

Feng Tianxu pursed his lips and said nothing. Ning Nianqiao suddenly became angry. Is it true?

"Who is it?" The anger in her eyes was so obvious that it even startled him for a moment.

His eyebrows moved slightly and he smiled bitterly.

Ning Nianqiao's expression instantly turned cold, "Tianxu, you are my son, don't try to hide it from me."

Feng Tianxu chuckled: "Mom, you and Dad both know her identity, but you never told me why?"

She gasped, her vision went dark, and she screamed, "How did you know?"

"Now that I know, I won't hide it anymore." After saying this, he glanced at his mother indifferently, then turned and left.

She was left slumped in her chair, completely confused.

Thinking of the pain and suffering he had endured during this period, he felt extremely angry. When he thought of Mu Lanxun, he couldn't suppress the irritation in his heart.

He is not suitable for my sister, and I have to find a way to make her face the reality.

At this time, Feng Xili was sleeping soundly in Zixiang Palace. Mu Lanxun called a doctor for her and also learned about the new knife wound on her chest.

From the moment Xier grabbed the murderer with such a swift and decisive move, he knew that this woman had taken the wrong medicine again. Seeing how deeply she was sleeping, he was still a little worried. If she continued to sleep for a few days, he would definitely...

"Mu Mu? What are you thinking about?" The sudden question interrupted his train of thought. He looked up and found that she had sat up from her bed and was looking at him curiously.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, "Are you awake already?"

He handed her a glass of water and sat down beside her bed.

"Well, just sleep for a while. I didn't sleep for too long this time, did I?" She looked at him complacently, her face full of pride.

He stared at her for a while, then reached out and ruffled her messy hair. "This time, the other party suddenly changed their plan. If this isn't a deliberate attempt to confuse us, then we're being monitored."

Her expression froze. Being monitored?

I am just a princess at most, is there any need for me to be monitored?

That is... She looked at me with a deep look in her eyes, which was hard to describe.

But she always felt that this incident was a reminder for her that the content of dreams should not be leaked casually.

For example, this time, she informed Mu Mu in advance, but she didn't know what preparations he had made in private.

Then, the subsequent developments suddenly changed. If she had not been knocked unconscious, if she had not foreseen it again, perhaps she would have no way to defend herself now.

She was just thinking about how to do a few experiments without telling him to confirm it, but Mu Lanxun reached out and grabbed her, "Xier, I haven't had time to ask you, what kind of person do you think Feng Tianxu is?"