The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

"Don't you have enough money on you?"

"It's enough, don't worry."

Du Mingxian stopped talking, glanced around, lit three candles, but the room was still dark. "Let's go to the space to talk."

"it is good."

The two entered the space, and Ling Silang immediately noticed Chun Tao's emaciated appearance. "Let's deal with her as soon as possible, so she won't be an eyesore and dirty the space."

"Well, I haven't figured out how to handle it yet."

Ling Silang didn't say anything more and followed Du Mingxian into the room, where the two talked.

Fearing that Ling Silang would have nothing to eat, Du Mingxian made him breakfast in her spatial dimension and also told him about the Shangguan family's affairs.

"So, by a twist of fate, you saved... the Empress's aunt?"

"Yes."

"No wonder the Crown Prince is helping us like this. It's a good thing. However, the Crown Prince is in poor health and has the Shangguan family's affairs weighing on him. Even if the Crown Prince recovers, he will not be able to enter the court. In the future, another prince will still sit in that position."

"That's true, but I plan to bring the spiritual water to the Crown Prince the day after tomorrow, and then we'll see how well his body absorbs it."

"Okay." Ling Silang replied, but still gave a slightly worried reminder, "But you still have to be careful. Even though Grandma is here, people's hearts can change. Good things can attract the covetousness of others."

"Don't worry, I know."

Ling Silang then stopped giving instructions, saying, "I will go to the Wen family in the next couple of days to bring up the marriage again."

Du Mingxian stopped chopping vegetables and turned around in surprise. "Are you serious? We're already married, so we don't need to stay in the Wen family. Besides... once the Second Prince's matter is resolved, I can leave the Wen family."

"I came here today to discuss with you how I can leave the law, preferably by faking my death."

"I need to ask the Crown Prince about this matter again. You can leave now, but as for me... because of what happened last time, I've been remembered by the Emperor. The only way to leave is to fake my death."

"We're on the same page; I'm also thinking of faking my death."

Ling Silang had also thought about this, but there are many ways to fake death. "Let's discuss this further. There's no rush. You've worked hard this year, so take a good rest."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian made stuffed cakes and steamed buns for Ling Silang before leaving in the middle of the night.

It's been a year since I left home, and winter is almost here. I'm starting to miss home, my in-laws, my mother, and my children.

On the night she had arranged to meet the Crown Prince, Du Mingxian brought a food box with her.

The crown prince frowned slightly when he saw the food box in her hand. "Did you bring the medicine?"

“Of course, this can save lives.” Du Mingxian said, gently opening the food box and taking out the soup inside. It was just a simple nourishing prescription given by Ling Silang, with some Coptis chinensis added, and the water was made with spiritual water.

Upon seeing the bitter medicine, the Crown Prince felt a bitter taste rise in his mouth. Then, Du Mingxian took out a plate of pastries that he had never seen before.

"You did it?"

"Yes, let the Crown Prince also try my cooking."

The crown prince hesitated, saying, "Just put it there for now."

"Your Highness, you should drink this. I heated it up before we came, so it's just right now. It'll get cold in a little while."

The crown prince waved his hand dismissively, "It's alright, the eunuch who was testing the poison isn't here, I'll drink it tomorrow morning."

Du Mingxian was speechless. She had prepared this food box during the day. Since it was stored in her spatial storage, she took it out before entering the Crown Prince's residence, and it was just in time.

"If the Crown Prince is afraid I'll poison him, then I'll eat it first."

Du Mingxian took a teacup from the table, poured some of the medicine from the bowl into her mouth, and then swallowed it in one gulp. The bitterness made her brows furrow, so she quickly grabbed a pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

The extreme bitterness, when combined with the sweetness of the pastries, made her feel alive again.

It must be that my husband added too much Coptis chinensis. A little less would have been fine. How could he have added so much?

After finishing her meal, she deliberately opened her mouth for the Crown Prince to see, and then circled around him twice. "Your Highness is alright now. Drink up, and after you finish, have a pastry and you'll be fine."

The Crown Prince was reluctant. He had just seen Du Mingxian take a sip, and even though it was only a sip, her little face was all scrunched up in bitterness. Now he was being asked to drink such a large bowl.

I don't want to drink.

"I'll be there in a bit..."

"Your Highness, I have finished testing the poison."

The crown prince still wanted to make a move.

Du Mingxian was speechless. "Your Highness, please drink it. I have already tried it. Considering how much you helped me before, I would never harm you."

"But that doctor hasn't even examined me. Is the medicine he prescribed safe to take?"

"Yes, you can. You have to trust the doctor. My husband used to be sickly. I married him to bring him good luck. Now he's perfectly fine. It's all thanks to that doctor."

The prince was somewhat tempted by the offer, but the thought of bitterness made his mouth water, making it even more bitter, and he became even less willing to drink it.

Du Mingxian tried to persuade her for a long time without getting a response, so she got a little angry and waved her hand, "Fine, fine, Your Highness, if you don't want to drink it, I'll put it away. I'll go home in a couple of days and tell my grandmother about the situation in the capital so that she can't enjoy her old age in peace."

"You dare!" the crown prince roared.

Du Mingxian, mustering her courage, put one hand on her hip and tilted her head back, saying, "See if I dare to do it. You won't even drink the medicine I painstakingly brewed for you. What else wouldn't I dare to do? Anyway, once you're dead, no one can protect us."

This attitude was truly outrageous, so much so that the Crown Prince's personal eunuch was terrified and his legs went weak, and he even involuntarily knelt down.

Thinking to himself, "I'm dead, I'm dead. The Crown Prince is furious, and there will definitely be bloodshed. This Miss Wen is really daring, really daring!"

Seeing her like this, the crown prince suddenly laughed, reached out and put the bitter medicine into his mouth. The bitter taste instantly filled his mouth, and he immediately regretted it.

Some even considered taking the bowl down, but then they heard Du Mingxian's soft voice, "Your Highness, you should drink it all in one go. Otherwise, if you pick it up again later, you'll have to drink it all over again."

The prince held his breath, swallowing it all. After finishing the drink, he, who usually showed no expression when faced with problems, had his face contorted in pain.

Du Mingxian quickly fawned over him, bringing the pastries to the prince's lips, saying, "Eat some pastries and it won't be bitter anymore."

The prince took it and ate it. The sweetness entered his mouth, and his tongue felt numb. He couldn't taste anything until he finished one and put the second one in his mouth. Only then did his sense of taste return.

He ate three pastries in a row before stopping, and he felt a bit better. His body, which had been feeling cold, now felt warm. He didn't know if it was just his imagination or if the medicine he had just taken was working.