GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

Su Mo immediately stood up and ordered calmly: "Call the imperial physician!", then quickly walked to Lin Jia's side.

Lin Jia was unconscious at this time, with black and blue lips. She was held in the arms of her Shujun, dying.

Shujun was crying, calling Lin Jia over and over again. When she realized that Su Mo was beside her, she suddenly raised her head as if she remembered something and stared at Su Mo fiercely.

"Isn't this banquet under the full authority of the Regent? Why would someone poison His Majesty? Or was this the Regent's doing?"

Su Mo's expression was cold, and the aura he exuded made Shujun dare not say anything more, but he had already said what he needed to say.

The ministers below had already begun to whisper, all with expressions of disapproval on their faces.

"The king has sent people to investigate. I believe we will soon find out who the assassin is."

Su Mo looked down at the farce at the moment and glanced at the Prime Minister imperceptibly.

The Prime Minister sat there quietly, not caring about Lin Jia's safety at all.

In a flash, the two looked at each other for a moment, then looked away as if normal.

"Report! The imperial physician...the imperial physician is missing!" The palace maid who went to invite the imperial physician came to report.

When Shujun heard the news, her already haggard face turned even paler. He trembled and raged, "What a waste! How could such a grown-up person disappear? You only brought one imperial physician with you to the palace this time. What will happen to His Majesty if she disappears?"

The whole house was silent.

Seeing this, Shujun finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Suddenly, a timid voice sounded.

"I... I know some medical skills. Can I help Your Majesty?" Yilale finally plucked up the courage and recommended himself.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows and waved to him: "Since Prince Yuanyuan knows a little about medicine, come up and take a look."

Yilale lowered his head and walked quickly to Lin Jia's side. Shujun stared at his movements with half belief and half doubt.

After a thorough examination, Yilale breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Your Majesty was only poisoned by a common poison. You will recover after taking the antidote in a few days."

Shujun suddenly felt relieved that she had survived the disaster. She fainted from exhaustion and was grabbed by Su Mo, who asked someone to send Shujun and Lin Jia back first.

Naturally, the banquet could not continue. After asking the guards to seal off the palace, Su Mo waved his hand and asked the ministers to disperse.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Zeqing who was sitting next to him, "Zeqing, go back first. I'll be back after I've dealt with it."

Xiao Zeqing stared at Yilale thoughtfully, then returned his gaze to Su Mo's face. He pursed his lips, stood up, and left with the servants arranged by Su Mo.

Yilale on the side kept stealing glances at Su Mo, as if looking at Su Mo's back could give him courage.

Su Mo turned around and smiled at him approvingly: "I didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Prince actually knows medicine. His Majesty's poison is entirely dependent on you."

After he finished speaking, Su Mo led him to Lin Jia's palace. They walked on a small path. Yilale, perhaps because he was afraid of the dark or had something to hide, kept clinging to Su Mo's arm.

Su Mo was helpless, but whenever she tried to keep her distance or do something else, Yilale would tremble non-stop and look at her with particularly pitiful eyes.

There was nothing I could do but let him do what he wanted.

Lin Jia's bedroom was not far away, and although Su Mo tried to control his pace, he arrived there quickly.

When the gatekeeper saw that it was Su Mo, he bowed and let them in.

Yilale glanced at Su Mo nervously, and walked towards Lin Jia's bedside under Su Mo's affirmative and encouraging eyes.

He took out the pill from his sleeve and stuffed it into Lin Jia's mouth, waiting quietly for the pill to take effect.

The person Su Mo had arranged in advance had already brought in the prepared medicine soup, and Yilale took the opportunity to feed the medicine to the unconscious Lin Jia.

By the time a bowl of food was fully fed, half an hour had passed. Seeing that Lin Jia was about to wake up, Su Mo winked at Yilale and silently said to him, "Behave well."

He got up and left.

Afraid that more people would discover that she had entered Lin Jia's bedroom, and also afraid that Xiao Zeqing would wait too long, Su Mo used light skills to return to their courtyard along a hidden path.

The courtyard was quiet, the windows were closed, and Xiao Zeqing did not leave the lights on for her today.

Maybe Xiao Zeqing was too tired, so he went to sleep first.

Although he had doubts in his mind, Su Mo still opened the door quietly.

There was a faint sweet smell in the air, but it was not obvious. The candle in the outer room had been extinguished, while a dim light was faintly visible in the inner room.

Su Mo lifted the half-covered curtain and saw a very erotic scene.

Xiao Zeqing was lying on the small table on the couch, his clothes hanging loosely around his arms, revealing his smooth and white back.

His butterfly bones moved with his breathing, like gently fluttering wings, beautiful yet fragile.

The candle next to him barely illuminated his blurry figure, but Su Mo saw his hazy yet watery eyes and flushed cheeks.

"My wife..."

The red lips are slightly parted, like the whisper of love, gentle and affectionate.

Even called her a name she had never heard before.

Su Mo didn't know whether he noticed that she came back, because his dazed eyes seemed not to see her.

Xiao Zeqing covered his chest with one hand feeling a little uncomfortable, with a faint cry in his voice.

"Wife...please love me."

Another hand reached out to her.

Su Mo frowned, stepped forward, took his hand, held it, and gently pulled it.

The person was like a feather, fluttering into his arms.

Feeling the heat coming from his body, Su Mo's bad premonition finally revealed its true face.

"Why are you so hot even though you're wearing so little?"

Someone tried to change the subject in an attempt to cover up the truth, but the current situation did not allow her to escape.

"My wife knows it very well." The man in his arms stretched out his arms and climbed onto Su Mo's neck, his hot breath spraying on the side of her neck, trying to burn away her sanity.

Su Mo hugged the person tighter and said in silence: "Don't make trouble, I'll go get you some medicine."

The next words were swallowed by the other person's lips and tongue. The sudden and active kiss made Su Mo stunned for a moment.

After a long time, Xiao Zeqing's kiss gradually became soft, and Su Mo seized this opportunity to invade his territory fiercely.

The bitter taste of medicine mixed with the spiciness of the wine no longer had the sweetness of the tea. Su Mo was both emotionally aroused and annoyed, and had no pity for this delicate person at all.

Su Mo stopped reluctantly until he couldn't bear it anymore and whimpered.

Xiao Zeqing looked up in a daze, clutching the cloth on Su Mo's back in his hands, trembling and breathing heavily.

He finally came back to his senses when he felt the silver hair at the corner of his mouth being gently wiped away by Su Mo, and the saline solution that flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his eyes being kissed away.

"Wife... I feel so uncomfortable..." That voice was not only hoarse with drunkenness, but also contained unbearable desire.

A kiss was just a temporary solution for him, but it successfully aroused another person.

Just like a fairy that sucks people's essence.

But Su Mo didn't want him to get his wish so soon. Disobedient children must always be punished.

She silently held the restless Xiao Zeqing, walked to the bed, and wanted to put him down.

But he stuck to her like a piece of taffy, humming and mumbling something in her mind.

"You still feel uncomfortable?" Although he didn't understand his sudden behavior tonight, Su Mo still tried his best to lower his tone and make himself look even angrier.

Xiao Zeqing, who was somewhat confused, obviously only felt her anger. He simply stopped humming and called her name softly.

"Su Mo..."

"My wife..."

While calling her, he tried to take off her clothes.

"My wife, please don't pity me..."