C18 Chronic Poison?

After preparing the silver needles, Mo Ranran raised his head and realized that Ye Qingxuan was not missing a single one of his clothes. Out of the corner of his eyes, he met Ye Qingxuan's dodging gaze with a glint of ridicule in his eyes: "Do you want me to help you take it off?"

"No, no." With his stuttering voice, Ye Qingxuan turned around with a red face and began to take off his clothes.

With that red face, Ye Qingxuan laid on the bed and closed his eyes, using it to hypnotize himself.

Mo Ranran touched his acupoints and the silver needle pierced through it gently. Ye Qingxuan's body trembled, he felt as if he was being crushed, the pain spread throughout his body, and he broke out in cold sweat.

"There are still two more. Just bear with it." As Mo Ranran spoke, the silver needle in his hand fell and the pain became more intense. Ye Qingxuan went crazy from the pain and was firmly held down by Mo Ranran.

"Two people, hold your master down." Ye Qingxuan, who had gone berserk, had too much strength.

With that said, two black clothed men rushed in and stopped Ye Qingxuan.

who had nothing to do, struggled even more.

"Hold him tight. Don't let him move the silver needles." If he shifted his position, the effect would be much worse and the suffering would be for nothing.

The two men in black did not say anything, and their grip tightened.

After a while, Mo Ranran took out the silver needles, and touched his veins, feeling that they were slightly better than before.

"I'll give him another shot in a few days." Looking at the unconscious Ye Qingxuan, Mo Ranran kept the silver needles.

Before Mo Ranran could walk into the great hall, Ling Wu anxiously ran over to her.

"Miss, where did you go? The crown prince has been looking for you for a long time."

"He's looking for me?" The sun was rising from the west. Would he look for her?

"The emperor has been assassinated. The crown prince wants to see you." Ling Wu looked around, and whispered into her ear.

"Assassinated?" Is the Emperor severely injured? " The palace was heavily guarded, so how could the emperor be assassinated?

"The news has been sealed, this servant is unable to find anything." The imperial palace was full of imperial guards, so she couldn't get close to them.

Outside the emperor's palace, the imperial guards guarded every door and window of the palace. It was a genuine act, not even a fly could fly inside.

"Esteemed wangfei, the crown prince is waiting for you inside." The crown prince informed Mo Ranran in advance, but the imperial guards did not stop him.

When it was Ling Wu's turn, she was stopped.

"Miss." Ling Wu was so scared by the cold-faced imperial guards that he was about to cry.

"Wait for me outside, don't go too far." After pacifying Ling Wu, she went in.

Inside the room, the imperial physician was treating the emperor's wounds. The imperial prince and his concubines stood by his side, their heads lowered. The atmosphere inside the room was heavy.

She walked straight to the Crown Prince and stood beside him.

"Where did you go?" The crown prince frowned. Why was she always gone whenever something happened?

"Lost, how is father?" Mo Ranran casually made up an excuse.

"There's poison on royal father's blade. The imperial physicians are currently detoxifying the poison." The Crown Prince looked worried as he looked at the collapsed dragon. He seemed to be very concerned about the emperor.

While she was speaking, the imperial physician had already finished taking her pulse.

"How is it? Can royal father's poison be cured? " The crown prince was the first to speak. The imperial physicians looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

"Your Highness, not only does the Emperor have the poison that was struck by the sword this time, there is also a type of chronic poison." Your Highness, the Emperor's body not only has the poison that was struck by the sword this time, there is also a type of chronic poison. The Imperial Physician's words were like a thunderbolt, blowing up and down everyone's hearts.

"Chronic poison? Someone actually poisoned the Emperor! "What a ruthless method." The empress stood up with a swoosh, her face full of anger.

Mo Ranran couldn't help but glance at the Queen, but he didn't see any sadness in her eyes.

"A group of trash. If you can't treat royal father, then follow him to death." Second Prince's temper had always been violent. When he heard that the imperial physician was unable to cure the emperor, his temper flared up and he lifted his leg to kick at the imperial physician nearest to him.

Mo Ranran, who was very quick with his eyes and hands, pulled the imperial physician away.

"Thank you, Crown Princess, for saving me." The imperial physician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If he were to be kicked in, his old bones might be scattered.

"Mo Ranran, are you going to protect this quack?" Second Prince's anger shifted to Mo Ranran after he missed his first kick.

"Second Prince, it is disrespectful to call my imperial sister-in-law by her name." Mo Feiye's indifferent voice was as cold as water, her sharp eyes squinted, and became extremely dark.

Being scolded by Mo Feiye, the anger on Second Prince's face froze.

"Second Prince did not do it on purpose. Please forgive him." The Second Prince pulled at the Second Prince, indicating that he should give in.

Here, everyone in the Second Prince could offend him, and Mo Feiye was the only one he could not offend.

Mo Feiye cast a cold glance at Second Prince, and said unhurriedly: "Apologize to Ranran, this general will not care about this matter."

Not expecting Mo Feiye to speak up for him, Mo Ranran could not help but look at Mo Feiye and meet his eyes that were as deep as the night. Subconsciously, Mo Ranran retracted his gaze from his face.

At the same time, the crown prince also looked towards Mo Feiye. Seeing that the crown prince was looking at him, he coldly glanced at the crown prince and shifted his gaze away.

The Crown Prince's face turned ugly, he saw the displeasure in Mo Feiye's eyes.

He knew that Mo Feiye was unhappy because he did not help Mo Ranran vent his anger.

She was clearly his woman, yet another man had come to avenge her. He was also displeased!

"It was just a moment of anxiety. I hope that you can forgive me." Even though he still sounded unconvinced, he still apologized.

"Don't worry about it. Next time, Second Prince won't be in a rush, not everyone can have a good temper like that." Mo Ranran waved his hand, gesturing to Second Prince to get up.

Second Prince was so angry by Mo Ranran's words that his face turned green, but due to Mo Feiye's pressure, he did not dare take action.

After saying the words good temper, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes inside. Mo Feiye's temper is good? He has the worst temper!

With her thin lips slightly raised, Mo Feiye's gaze was the only one left.

The crown prince accidentally caught a glimpse of Mo Feiye's doting gaze, and a trace of calculation flashed past his eyes.

He had seen all of Mo Feiye's favors, so maybe he could use Mo Ranran to win him over.