Forced love, an inescapable fate

Feng Zong and Wan Yue walked out of the room and waited anxiously outside. They waited until dawn.

Seeing the door open, Feng Zong hurried forward. The person who came out was An Ran. Seeing her smile, Feng Zong felt relieved.

After Su Minsheng's rescue in the middle of the night, Mu Qingli's life was temporarily saved, but no one knew when she would wake up. Relying on Jiang Ci's blood, she was temporarily kept alive.

"Brother Zong, Ali's life is safe for now, but it's hard to say when he'll wake up. But you don't have to worry. Doctor Su is a highly skilled doctor, and he's an old acquaintance of Ali's. With him around, Ali will be fine."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zong's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again. He was about to walk into the room to check on Mu Qingli, but was stopped by An Ran.

"With Doctor Su here, you can rest assured. Don't go in. Doctor Su has something to say to the prince, so it's not convenient for you to go in now. Doctor Su also said that we can't stay here for long and need to return to Shangjing as soon as possible. We don't have the medicinal herbs that Ali needs here, so Brother Zong, please arrange to return to the capital as soon as possible."

Feng Zong stopped, looked at An Ran's pale face, reached out and touched her head, his voice hoarse.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go. I'll take you to rest first. I'll arrange the return to Beijing."

After a very tense night, An Ran was already exhausted and nodded slightly.

Feng Zong turned to look at Wan Yue who was still standing aside and said, "Miss Wan Yue, please go down and rest as well."

Wan Yue stood aside, her eyes bloodshot. When she heard Feng Zong's words, she just shook her head.

"General, take Miss An down to rest. I'm not tired. The princess needs help here, so I have to guard her."

Seeing her worried expression, staring blankly at the room ahead, Feng Zong stopped talking. He had more important things to attend to right now. That was why An Ran and the others were drugged last night, but why was Mu Qingli the only one sober? And Qing'er, he hadn't seen her since last night. Where had she gone?

Last night's incident was shrouded in mystery, and all of it was waiting for him to unravel.

In the room, Jiang Ci's face was extremely pale, with a dark circle under his eyes. The wound on his arm had been bandaged. He sat beside the bed, just quietly looking at the person lying on the bed.

Su Minsheng put away the medicine box, took a long breath, and looked at the person on the bed with heartache in his eyes.

After three years of separation, they met again, but the situation was as crisis-ridden as last night. If his people had not secretly brought the news that they were being hunted, he would have been worried and rushed here. If he had been any later, he might never see her again in this life. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Fortunately, I caught up.

But is the real purpose of these killers really to seal the sect?

But there is one thing he is sure of, these killers must be related to Jiang Ci. Thinking of this, he looked at Jiang Ci with an unclear look.

Seeing him still sitting there, Su Minsheng taunted him coldly, "Your Highness, don't say these things have nothing to do with you. Why, are you scared now? Are you really worried that Ali will die, or are you afraid that after Ali dies, your goal will not be achieved. But judging from the current situation, your goal should have been achieved. Shouldn't you be happy now? With the support of Feng Zong in the future, the position of the Eastern Palace should be within your grasp."

Jiang Ci did not refute his sarcasm, nor did he move. He just looked at the person lying on the bed quietly.

Seeing that Mu Qingli's face was not as pale as last night, he reached out and tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears. Su Minsheng could no longer bear his action and reached out to brush his hand away.

"Don't touch her, Jiang Ci, I warn you, no matter what you think, no matter what you want to do in the future, you can't use her anymore, and I won't allow you to hurt her again. If you still have a conscience, let her go. Your goal has been achieved. If you insist on not changing your ways, don't blame me. I will tell her everything about how you used her. If she knew the whole truth, do you think she would forgive you? Would she..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt someone pinching his neck hard. Jiang Ci looked at Su Minsheng with a gloomy face and unclear eyes.

"Doctor Su, I'm very grateful that you saved my sister, but that doesn't mean you can talk nonsense. If you dare to say anything you shouldn't in front of my sister, even Wen Muchuan can't save you. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

Su Minsheng felt that if he exerted a little force, he could easily crush his throat. He clearly realized that the man in front of him was no longer the little prince in Dongli Town. He was now very powerful and had the oppressive feeling of a superior.

But even though he was almost out of breath, Su Minsheng still stared at Jiang Ci unwillingly. Even if he died, he would not take back what he had just said.

Just as Su Minsheng's face gradually turned blue, Jiang Ci finally let go.

Without the iron-like restraint on his neck, Su Minsheng covered his neck and gasped for breath. He could feel that Jiang Ci had clearly intended to kill him just now.

Jiang Ci no longer paid attention to the person who had fallen to the ground. He lowered his head and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for Mu Qingli, then turned and walked to the armchair on the side and sat down.

He said coldly, "Doctor Su, now we can have a good talk about my sister's follow-up treatment. As for what Doctor Su said just now, this prince only regarded it as your nonsense and I will pretend that I didn't hear it. As for Doctor Su's loyalty in secretly sending people to protect my sister in the past few years, I will reward him handsomely when I return to Shangjing. As for the rest, I advise Doctor Su to stop thinking about it. Even if her engagement with Feng Zong is cancelled, my sister will never marry you, so you can give up this idea."

Su Minsheng stumbled to his feet, tried to calm his rapid breathing, then walked over to sit down opposite Jiang Ci.

He looked at Jiang Ci with sarcasm, and the mockery in his eyes was even stronger.

"What qualifications do you have to decide her marriage? And what position do you hold to warn me? Jiang Ci, don't forget that you've only lived with her for a few years. You've been using her to achieve your own goals. Could it be that even her marriage is now a bargaining chip for your ascension to power? If Feng Zong knew the truth about everything, would he still help you take control of the Eastern Palace as you've planned?"

Jiang Ci sneered a few times: "Su Minsheng, do you really think that the person in front of you now is the impoverished prince who took refuge in Dongli Town? If you think you can threaten me, you can go to Wen Muchuan and ask him. See what your good brother will tell you. What you need to do now is to spare no effort to cure my sister. As for your threats, they are not worth mentioning in my eyes."