Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Mo Lingyue hadn't heard such a beautiful voice in a long time, just like his mother.

He opened his eyes drowsily and saw Lin Xiaoruan's pretty face.

She blinked at him and said, "It really is an antidote. My sister developed it. Believe me!"

Mo Lingyue nodded with difficulty and quickly swallowed the pill into his throat.

He fell into sleep again in a daze, unaware that there was already a commotion outside.

The old Prince Jing stared at Zhan Yan with a gloomy expression: "My healthy son came to Prince Li's mansion, and now he is suddenly unconscious. Won't you give me an explanation?"

Lin Xiaoruan shouted, "Your son was poisoned. I gave him the antidote and he fell into a coma. How could you dare to attack us from the palace?"

The old Prince Jing interrupted, "How dare you! Who do you think you are? How dare you butt in front of me?"

He turned around and glared at Zhan Yan fiercely: "Marquis Zhan Yi, you must give this king an explanation. Otherwise, if anything happens to my son, the people of Jingcheng will not let you go!"

Zhan Yan said calmly, "If the eldest son is indeed poisoned in the Li Palace, then this duke will naturally not stay out of it. Wait until he wakes up and ask him clearly before making any decisions!"

Old Prince Jing was immediately filled with joy, as he could finally control Zhan Yan.

His son will definitely speak up for him as a father. No matter what, Zhan Yan will not be able to get away with it.

After about a cup of tea, Mo Lingyue, who had been unconscious, finally moved.

He opened his eyes weakly and murmured softly, "Mother, Mother?"

Xu Jinse pretended to squeeze out a few tears. She quickly stepped forward, held his hand, and whispered, "Mom is here, my poor Ling Yue, are you feeling better?"

Hearing her artificial and exaggerated voice, Lin Yiwan felt so sick that she wanted to vomit.

She felt that Prince Jing's concubine was so hypocritical.

But the old Prince Jing just fell for it, and he also said: "Ling Yue, father and mother are here, if you have any grievances, just tell me, did you come into contact with the poison in the things in the Prince Li's mansion? Don't be afraid, father will definitely seek justice for you!"

Mo Lingyue regained consciousness immediately. He quickly pushed Xu Jinse away and said innocently, "Father, ever since I entered the Li Palace, I've been very well-behaved and haven't touched anything. But when I came here, you forced me to drink a bowl of tea!"

The old Prince Jing's face suddenly turned pale and ugly. How could this idiot tell this matter to others?

He hurriedly explained, "Didn't I give you tea because I thought you were thirsty? Why are you still wrongly accusing me?"

Mo Lingyue argued aggrievedly, "I said I wasn't thirsty, but the tea spilled all over the brocade cloth I stuffed around my neck. My neck is so wet it hurts, and you refused to let me change my clothes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was still crying and shedding tears.

He was good-looking to begin with, and his innocent look after being wronged made him even more sympathetic.

Lin Yiwan couldn't help but frown and question, "Isn't this your own son? How could you treat him like this?"

Xu Jinse said quickly: "He is stupid. He has no idea whether others are good to him or not. He must have misunderstood the old prince. Don't think too much!"

Zhan Yan looked at Lin Yiwan, and she spoke coldly, "It's easy to prove whether the old Prince Jing poisoned the eldest young master. Didn't you just say that most of the tea was spilled on the brocade? Can the eldest young master leave it to me?"

Mo Lingyue hiccupped and reached out to obediently untie the brocade cloth wrapped around his neck.

Sure enough, it’s still wet!

Old Prince Jing was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Was he careless and actually left evidence behind?

How can this be good?

He subconsciously reached out to grab it, but was stopped by Zhan Yan: "Old Prince Jing, this is your only chance to prove your innocence. Do you really want to bear the stigma of poisoning your own son?"

Old Prince Jing blushed and retorted, "How could I? This is just an ordinary bowl of tea. What can you test it with?"

Zhan Yan lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, "Since there's no proof, then why are you feeling guilty? I'm here to make a promise to you. If you're wrongly accused, I'll agree to your request and convince the Emperor to bury your deceased wife in Li Cui Mountain in the southeast!"

Old Prince Jing's heart was pounding wildly. He was sure that something would be found out during the test. What should he do?

He kept winking at Xu Jinse, indicating that she should be grateful and snatch the handkerchief from him.

Xu Jinse immediately burst into tears: "My dear, your father has loved and protected you for so many years, and has never let you suffer the slightest injustice. How can you let outsiders slander him at will?"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab the handkerchief that was about to be handed to Lin Yiwan.

Just as she was about to snatch it, her finger was suddenly pricked by a silver needle.

She was so frightened that she screamed: "Ah, what the hell is stabbing me?"

Lin Yiwan smiled and raised the silver needle in her hand: "Sorry, this needle was originally supposed to be used to test for poison!"

Xu Jinse's finger was pricked and bleeding, and she dared not act rashly again.

Lin Yiwan threw the handkerchief into the water, then put it to her nose and sniffed it. "It smells like heartbreak grass. It seems that old Prince Jing is planning to seriously injure your own son!"

The old Prince Jing argued angrily, "You're talking nonsense! How could there possibly be a herb called Heartbreak Grass? You're so bold as to slander me so casually! I'm going to complain to the Emperor and have him punish you!"

Lin Yiwan said calmly: "Since you said it's not poisonous, do you dare to drink it?"

The old Prince Jing's face turned pale and blue. He refused with disgust: "This is water soaked in a handkerchief. How could I possibly drink it?"

A cold voice immediately came from the door: "If you refuse to drink, then I will force you to drink!"

Old Prince Jing was so frightened that his whole body was shaking violently. Was it Prince Li?

How could he forget that there was such an evil god?

He stammered timidly, "Prince Li, how could you force me to drink dirty water? Aren't you afraid that others will accuse you of being inadequate in hospitality at Prince Li's mansion?"

A hint of sarcasm crossed Prince Li's stern face. "You're shouting and yelling in my palace. Do you think you deserve to be called a guest?"

The old Prince Jing argued innocently, "It was Marquis Zhan Yi who slandered me first. Ling Yue is my own son. How could I have poisoned his tea?"

Prince Li interrupted impatiently, "Since you didn't do it, why don't you prove your innocence? Aren't you feeling guilty?"

Just as the old Prince Jing's eyes were struggling, Mo Jiaojiao excitedly said, "Prince Li, if I can prove my father's innocence, will you agree to any conditions I put forward?"

Old Prince Jing didn't expect her to speak at this time, and immediately reminded her: "Jiaojiao, don't be rude!"

Mo Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and said, "Father, I can't bear to see others misunderstand you. As a daughter, it's my duty to do something for you. I believe you would never murder my eldest brother!"