Did the Seventh Prince attend court today?

Old Master Chen prescribed a health regimen for Madam Qin, and Qin Tan accepted it with great gratitude. However, when he looked up, he met Shang Lu's malicious gaze, and he couldn't help but feel a chill. What was the young prince up to now?

He recalled what Youlu had said in the Imperial Study, and hope was rekindled in his heart. He cupped his hands and said, "I beg Your Highness to have mercy and treat my wife."

Upon hearing this, even Old Chen looked up at him curiously.

Youlu grinned, revealing his teeth, and said leisurely, "Sure, but I don't like anyone watching me when I'm seeing a doctor."

"This..." Qin Tan hesitated.

Without saying a word, Chen Lao Er pushed him out, saying, "Let's go, don't disturb the young prince's treatment."

Seeing that Old Master Chen trusted Youlu so much, Qin Tan no longer hesitated. He gave his wife a reassuring look, and together with Old Master Chen, they left the flower hall, considerately closing the outer door behind them.

As soon as Qin Tan left, Madam Qin immediately abandoned her gentle demeanor and asked warily, "What are you going to do?"

His intuition told him that the boy was dangerous.

Youlu leisurely sat down in the chair, picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and instead of answering, asked, "Shouldn't I be asking you that, Brother Spy from Nanzhao?"

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Madam Qin suddenly stood up, accidentally knocking over the teacups on the coffee table.

He stared in horror at the boy in front of him, unable to understand where he had slipped up.

Now that things had come to this, the moment the boy revealed his identity, he no longer intended to hide it. For twelve years, the dual torment of body and mind had made him wish he were dead. If he could be freed from this torment, it might not be a bad thing for him.

Even if it meant death, he couldn't let Qin Lang know his identity!

With a sharp look in her eyes, Madam Qin's resolve flashed, and a cold glint appeared on her hand hidden in her sleeve.

Youlu glanced at his hand and said casually, "Brother, don't get excited. Although you don't have asthma, your body has indeed been riddled with holes by the Gu poison. If you get too excited, you really will die."

The poisoned needle, about to be released, suddenly stopped. Madam Qin looked at the person before her with surprise and suspicion, and said, "You didn't come to take my life?"

This time, his voice was no longer that of a gentle, soft woman, but rather a slightly hoarse and deep male voice.

Youlu found it intriguing and looked him up and down, asking curiously, "Brother spy, how do you switch between male and female voices so smoothly? Teach me!"

Madam Qin: "..."

Is this seventh prince out of his mind?

Thinking he was unwilling to teach her, Youlu grumbled in dissatisfaction and said, "Let's get down to business."

Madam Qin immediately tensed up.

Youlu raised her hand in a gesture of reassurance, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous, and said calmly, "Tell me your name first."

Madam Qin remained wary. "My name is Meng Tianhong."

"Your surname is Meng. Could you be a member of the royal family of Nanzhao?" Youlu asked in surprise.

Madam Qin, no, she should now be called Meng Tianhong.

He shook his head and said, "I am an orphan. This surname was bestowed upon me by the King of Nanzhao."

Youlu nodded thoughtfully.

Pixiu asked, "Does Boss suspect that Meng Tianhong's background is problematic?"

[It's not doubt, it's certain.] You Lu clicked her tongue twice. [Meng Tianhong always thought he was an orphan, but he's actually from the Nanzhao royal family. I saw it in his past: his father was the elder brother of the Nanzhao king, and his mother was the Nanzhao king's queen. Because the Nanzhao king had an affair with his sister-in-law, the Nanzhao king's elder brother, in revenge, had an affair with the Nanzhao queen. Later, the queen accidentally became pregnant but couldn't bear to abort the child, so she secretly gave birth to it, but unexpectedly, the Nanzhao king discovered it.]

The King of Nanzhao was also inhuman. He not only killed his own brother and queen, but also raised Meng Tianhong like a dog, training him to be a ruthless killer who would do all sorts of shady things for him.

Caught off guard by this bombshell, Pixiu sighed, "The entertainment industry is truly chaotic."

[Since Meng Tianhong is a member of the Nanzhao royal family, it's not impossible for him to sit on the throne of Nanzhao.] Youlu stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Pixiu exclaimed in surprise: "Boss, you're going to help our traitorous brother become the King of Nanzhao?"

【That's right. Since the current King of Nanzhao is ambitious and wants to attack Dayong, why don't we just replace him with a new King of Nanzhao? That way we can resolve the crisis without losing a single soldier.】 Youlu said with an air of self-righteousness.

The Pixiu scratched its head, then scratched it again, and finally gave a thumbs-up in praise: "The boss is still the smartest!"

【No problem at all!】

Lu smiled smugly, but when he turned around, he saw Meng Tianhong looking at him like he was crazy. He quickly coughed and said, "I'm not here to expose you, otherwise I wouldn't be talking to you alone, right? I have a deal to discuss with you."

"What kind of deal?" Meng Tianhong remained vigilant, raising his hand to reveal the hand holding the poison needle, signaling him not to try anything funny.

Youlu was not offended at all, and even raised his hand in cooperation, saying, "I know you don't want to work for the King of Nanzhao. You were only threatened by him because you were poisoned. I also know that you are not an orphan at all. Your parents were killed by the King of Nanzhao."

"What?!" Meng Tianhong's hand trembled, and he grabbed the man's collar, his eyes wide with fury. "Is what you're saying true?! How did you know about my parents... cough cough cough!!"

He coughed violently halfway through his sentence, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

Lu hurriedly poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "Calm down, calm down. I told you not to get excited. Look at you."

Meng Tianhong's breathing calmed down a bit after drinking the tea, but he still glared at him and said urgently, "Speak quickly!"

Youlu blinked innocently, "If I said I could read faces and tell fortunes, would you believe me?"

Meng Tianhong sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Knowing he wouldn't believe her, Youlu sighed, cupped her face, and said, "I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Qin Tan. I really can tell fortunes. I knew that Qin Tan lost his wife early in life and that you were an imposter, so I came to find you."

He blinked innocently and naively, and for a moment, Meng Tianhong almost believed him when he was looked at by those clear and bright eyes.

Meng Tianhong hurriedly looked away. Luckily, he almost fell for this little swindler's trick.

"Oh, spy brother, I really didn't lie to you. Not only can I tell fortunes, but I can also help you detoxify. As long as you agree to work for Dayong, I can not only help you get revenge, but also keep you alive and kicking. Just give it a try, you won't regret it." Youlu pressed her advantage, hugging Meng Tianhong's arm and acting cute for three rounds.

Pixiu was unsurprised; its leader had always acted this way with the Star Lord of Fate back in the Heavenly Realm, and it was used to it.

Meng Tianhong: "..."

Despite his still cold expression, he did not push away the person hanging on his arm.

Seeing this, Youlu administered the final, drastic dose of medicine.

"Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with Qin Tan under someone else's unclear identity?"

Sure enough, Meng Tianhong's expression changed, but he still gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Lu pressed on, "Don't you want to know if Qin Tan loves you, or just this mask you wear?"

Meng Tianhong subconsciously touched the human skin mask on his face, and a flood of past memories rushed back, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He felt as if he had returned to his childhood, chained up like a dog in a dark dungeon where darkness surrounded him, whether he was awake or asleep, and all he could hear was the breathing and howling of the hunting dogs.

To survive, he fought with dogs for food, and later became a killing machine, his hands stained with blood. In the long years, all he experienced was coldness and despair, until he came to Dayong and to the Qin family mansion.

He remembered his husband holding his accidentally cut hand, his face full of heartache, and the scene of his children chasing and laughing around his knees. So many beautiful moments were because of the mask on his face.

Once this mask is torn off, and they know he's a man, and such a despicable man at that, can Qin Lang and the children really accept it?

Does someone like him really deserve to stand beside the upright and virtuous Qin Lang?

After a long silence, a resolute glint flashed in Meng Tianhong's eyes.