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That day, Qiao Qiao and He You You still left the main entrance of the Devil's Palace. She then found a random excuse and sent He You You You off, while she herself headed in the direction of Pear Blossom Academy.

Along the way, her mind was blank, and her usually lively eyes were completely empty. It was as if she had lost her soul as she walked forward, minding her own business.

The sadness in Yan Mo Chen's beautiful phoenix eyes was still lingering in her mind. She had no other choice but to suffer today's injuries. She hoped that he could understand her actions in the future.

"Miss, girl?"

It was unknown when Qiao Qiao had already walked out of Pear Blossom Academy. The Xiu Luan, who was guarding the entrance, gently called out and pulled her deep thoughts back together.

"Miss, are you not feeling well?" Xiu Luan looked at Qiao Qiao with concern as her eyes sized her up.

Qiao Qiao's face was still pale and her lips were bloodless. She stopped moving and opened her thin lips:

"I …" The word 'nothing' was still on Qiao Qiao's lips without a sound. Then, he saw her soft body fall straight into Xiu Luan's embrace.

"Miss! Miss!" Xiu Luan's face was filled with anxiety, she hugged Qiao Qiao tightly, and shouted, "Someone come, someone come quickly! Call it the Demon Doctor! "

Qiao Qiao was still afraid that his grief was too great. Not only did he fall into a period of unconsciousness, he could not be bothered with the cries of the girl above him. His mind was always filled with Yan Mo Chen's pair of desolate eyes …

Xiu Luan worriedly helped Qiao Qiao into the Pear Blossom Academy. At this moment, the Infernal Palace was busy with matters of the Infernal Queen's coma. However, they did not see a shadow gradually disappear outside the Pear Blossom Academy.

Qingli Academy.

"Madam, that woman is indeed unconscious." Jingyu bowed in front of the indignant Li Ruo Ying and softly reported.

"Hmph." Li Ruo Ying pursed her lips and snorted. Just now, she had chased after him alone in an attempt to help him, but unexpectedly, she secretly overheard your highness still talk to Qiao Qiao about passing her child on to Qiao once she gives birth to it. If you wanted to drive her out of the Devil's Palace, then how could your highness treat you like this for a day and a hundred days?

"Madam, prepare …" Jingyu bowed, and an undetectable killing intent flowed out from her eyes.

"Right now, she has deep feelings for us. If we act now, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to us." Li Ruo Ying's lips slowly curved upwards. She no longer had that submissive and weak appearance she used to have in front of the crowd. Instead, she had a shrewd and scheming face.

"Then will Madame endure it like this?" Jingyu suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with indignation for Li Ruo Ying.

"Endure it?" Li Ruo Ying's cold lips curved into a smile. "This wife has already endured too much for the rest of my life. This time, I will definitely hold onto your highness tightly in my hands." She slowly raised her hand and clenched her palm into a fist.

Is the Lady afraid of the woman who is in love with her?" Your highness only covets a moment of freshness. " Jing Yu's eyebrows shot a proud glance at the little prince in his wife's stomach. In the future, would she still be able to live a good life in the Demon Palace?

Li Ruo Ying didn't say anything, but a smug smile could be seen on her face.

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At that moment, after Yan Mo Chen left the Demon Palace, he returned to the palace muddle-headedly.

From the moment he entered the room to the time he was lying on the bed, he did not say a word. His face was cold and his body emitted a cold and eerie aura, causing Yan Mu, who was guarding the door, to shudder.

"Your Highness, the emperor, she …"

"Shut up!" Yan Mo Chen suddenly raised his eyelids and shouted loudly, interrupting Yan Mo Chen's words. Waves of shock surged up from his cold eyes.

Yan Mu was startled. He never thought that His Highness would be so angry. When he found out that the Emperor had disappeared, he was only so. But today, it seemed that his anger had deepened by a third.

"Cough cough …" After Yan Mo Chen shouted, he gently caressed his chest and coughed continuously.

"Your Highness!" Yan Mu's eyes narrowed as he saw blood seeping out from Yan Mo Chen's exposed chest. He went up to Yan Mo Chen worriedly and asked, "This subordinate will find an imperial physician for you to take a look."

"Get out." Yan Mo Chen's face was pale and he lowered his eyebrows. His voice was weak but his tone was firm.

"Your Highness, your old injuries have yet to heal, so you can't get angry. Although the emperor is missing, his life is temporarily at ease. Your Highness, don't worry. Your subordinate will find the emperor sooner or later." Yan Mu furrowed his brows. He thought that the prince was worried about the emperor's safety, so he comforted him softly.

When Yan Mo Chen heard the name of the person that Yan Mo Chen spoke of, a layer of anger appeared on his already pale face. He bit his lips and panted, "You must disobey this king's order!"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare, but prince your injuries are serious, you'd better look at the imperial physician." Even if the prince wanted to punish him severely today, he would absolutely not abandon the prince's safety.

"Scram!" Yan Mo Chen roared out, and the table in the room shook a little.

Yan Mu stood stubbornly on the spot. As he looked at Yan Mo Chen's scarlet eyes, even though he was afraid of Su Ming, he pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Did your plank get lighter?" When Yan Mo Chen saw that Yan Mo Chen did not move, he raised his eyebrows and glared at him viciously.

"Your Highness..." Just as Yan Mu was about to speak, he saw Yan Mo Chen's body slowly topple down, and his piercing phoenix eyes slowly closed.

"Someone, summon the imperial physician!" Yan Mu ran to the edge of the bed and shouted coldly towards the door.

In just a few moments, Imperial Physician Baili rushed over with a medicine chest in hand. The moment he stopped, Yan Mo Chen's pulse began to rise. Not long after, his expression became exceptionally grave.

"Has Your Highness been injured before? You've been poisoned? " Imperial Physician Baili raised an eyebrow as he asked Yan Mu.

"Yes, Your Highness was previously wounded by a knife in Python County, and there was poison on the knife." Yan Mu replied honestly.

On his way to Python County, he met a group of dozens of masked men in black midway. Judging from his moves, he was afraid that they were from the Devil Palace, and after a few attempts, he killed all the masked men in black by himself, but because he was too weak, he was cut by a blade in front of his body, the sword tip was smeared with poison, Yan Mo Chen almost lost his life. Fortunately, he met with a divine doctor who saved his life, but his blade wound was too deep, and within a few days, he did not know that the Duke Mu was not able to return.

"Sigh." Imperial Physician Baili sighed deeply and didn't say anything else.

"Imperial Physician, what happened to the prince?" Yan Mu asked anxiously as he gathered his thoughts.

"Sigh, Your Highness, this …" Imperial Physician Baili slowly stood up and turned to look at the person on the bed. He stammered as he spoke.

"Imperial Physician, if there's anything you want to say, just say it." Yan Mu could see the seriousness of the situation. He gave a tight bow to Imperial Physician Bai.

His Royal Highness was previously poisoned, and although he had effectively dealt with the poison, there was still some residual poison left in his body. In addition, his injuries were too deep, injuring his internal organs, and he did not have enough time to recuperate. Imperial Physician Baili spoke slowly with a heavy tone.

Yan Mu was slightly absent-minded. In his heart, the prince had always been invincible in battle and had never suffered such a serious injury. It seemed that the emperor's disappearance had dealt a great blow to the prince.

"Then Your Highness, he …" Yan Mu asked with a grave expression.

"This old official will prescribe a few doses of medicine to remove the remaining poison in the prince's body. The wound on his chest needs to be taken in peace, but his mental state still needs medicine. As for when the prince will wake up, that will depend on whether he is willing or not." As Imperial Physician Baili spoke, he wrote down the prescription in his hand. "These few portions of medicine, you'll have to suffer daily. Feed them to the prince for him to drink. The gauze on his chest must be washed daily."

"Yes, this subordinate understands." Yan Mu took the prescription from Imperial Physician Baili's hands and clenched his fists. He understood the Imperial Physician Baili's words. Even if the prince's injuries were healed, if he didn't want to wake up, he'd still fall asleep.

"If anything happens, you can just come to the Imperial Hospital to find me at any time." Imperial Physician Baili kept his medicine case as he spoke to Yan Mulang.

"Yes." Yan Mu cupped his hands and bowed. "Your subordinate respectfully greets Imperial Physician Baili."

Imperial Physician Baili turned around and looked at Yan Mo Chen, who was lying on the bed, unmoving. He sighed, then turned and left.

Yan Mu stood on the spot and clenched his fists tightly. He faced Yan Mo Chen who was sleeping soundly and said, "Prince, you can rest assured that this subordinate will definitely bring His Majesty back to the palace safely!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. His speed was so fast that he did not see Yan Mo Chen frown deeply when he mentioned the word 'emperor'.

Right now, the word 'emperor' had turned into the shadow in Yan Mo Chen's heart. Perhaps the reason why he was still unconscious was because he wanted to avoid this name.