Bai Hanxiao nodded, and Mo Yecheng helped her back to the house. He walked to the door and gestured to Qiu Lang, who then left.

Mo Yecheng helped her to a chair, poured her a glass of water, sat down himself, then looked at her and said, "Did you secretly send someone to look for Dai Lianrong?"

Bai Hanxiao lowered his head and asked, "How did you know?"

Mo Yecheng took a deep breath. "The people we sent out reported that there is another group of people looking for Dai Lianrong's whereabouts. Yufeng is also sending people to look for Princess Fu Qing's death. This Dai Lianrong is really hiding her whereabouts. So many people are looking for her but can't find her!"

"There has been no news for so many days, and I'm worried. Only by killing her can I sleep peacefully!" Bai Hanxiao said crying.

"Okay, stop crying!" Mo Yecheng reached out and slowly wiped away the tears from her face, looking at her with heartache.

bedroom

Mo Yecheng looked out the window. Bai Hanxiao's mood was very unstable now and she would get angry if she wasn't careful.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to talk to me about?" The imperial physician stood behind Mo Yecheng.

"The queen has been in an unstable mood recently. Can you see if something has happened?" Mo Yecheng said.

"Your Majesty, based on the treatment I've given the Empress these past few days, I feel she's suffering from a heart disease, and her mental state... isn't very good either, so I hope Your Majesty will allow me to prescribe a few prescriptions for her!" said the imperial physician.

"allow!"

"Yes! I withdraw!"

…

"What is this?" Bai Hanxiao looked at the medicine that Qiu Lang brought.

"This is... a tonic for the Queen! It's good for your health!" Qiu Lang said.

Bai Hanxiao took it hesitantly and said calmly, "I don't need to drink these tonics anymore! Don't make them for me anymore!"

“…This is the emperor’s order!”

Bai Hanxiao said nothing, his eyes dull. He took a sip and suddenly spat it out, frowning as he looked at the remaining medicine in the bowl. "What kind of medicine is this? Why is it so bitter? The taste is different from before! What is this..."

Qiu Lang lowered his head nervously, "Your Majesty, this... this is what the imperial physician said he would give you... to treat your illness!"

"Sick? What sickness? What sickness could I have?" Bai Hanxiao threw the bowl on the ground and shouted angrily.

"Empress!" Qiu Lang was so scared that he knelt on the ground and dared not speak.

Bai Hanxiao looked at the debris on the ground, panting, calmed himself down, and said in a calm tone, "Go see the emperor!"

After saying that, he turned and left, and Qiu Lang quickly stood up and followed.

Mo Yecheng was discussing something with his ministers when suddenly, a eunuch ran in and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen is here, and I can't stop her!"

Mo Yecheng's pupils were deep, "Everyone, please withdraw. We will discuss this matter later!"

"I'm leaving now!"

After everyone left, Mo Yecheng came down, looked at Bai Hanxiao as he walked in, and asked, "Don't you know we're discussing something important right now? Don't you even understand these little rules?"

Bai Hanxiao ignored his words and walked up to him. "Yeah, you don't even know this little bit of etiquette! I don't know anything, so just kick me out! And you don't have to make medicine for me every day to treat my illness!"

Mo Yecheng was suddenly stunned, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and he said awkwardly, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can I chase you away?"

"Didn't you say I was sick? Didn't you get those medicines for me?" Bai Hanxiao moved closer and stared at him.

Mo Yecheng clearly saw the bloodshot in her eyes, and tenderness flashed in his eyes. He looked at her distressedly, "Don't talk nonsense, I will never let you leave. Those medicines are good for you!"

"I don't need it! I'm not crazy!" Bai Hanxiao pushed him away rudely and shouted.

"Bai Hanxiao!" Mo Yecheng grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said gently, "Okay, okay, you're not sick. We won't eat anymore. We won't take medicine anymore..."

Bai Hanxiao cried, tears streaming down her face as she said, "I'm not sick... I'm not sick..."

“…” Mo Yecheng hugged her tightly, frowning deeply.

Within a few days, Mo Yufeng and Ma Qingyi returned to the Fuqing Palace. As soon as they stepped through the gate, a warm feeling surged into their hearts. Ma Qingyi took a deep breath of the air in the Fuqing Palace, and the faint fragrance of the red spider lily filled her nose. "What a nice smell! ... A-choo!"

Oh my God! Ma Qingyi quickly covered her nose and sniffed.

"Come into the house, don't catch a cold again!" Mo Yufeng took her hand and hurried into the house. The heater in the house was burning, and Ma Qingyi warmed up instantly.

"I didn't expect that the red spider lilies would bloom in winter and the fragrance would be even stronger!" Ma Qingyi looked at the red spider lilies in front of the window excitedly and said with a smile.

"Of course, it symbolizes the protection of love! Love will always bloom with it!" Mo Yufeng hugged Ma Qingyi from behind and said affectionately.

Ma Qingyi pushed him away, her cheeks slightly red.

What does this mean? Does it mean that his love for her has always been there?

Mo Yufeng came closer with a smile, and said flatteringly, "I want a child!"

Ma Qingyi paused, and Mo Yufeng clearly felt the stiffness of her body.

His expression was a little stiff as he asked, "Why are you never very happy every time I tell you about this?"

"I... no! I'm not unhappy... I'm just afraid... giving birth will be painful!" Ma Qingyi made up an excuse.

Mo Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "How can giving birth be painless? If I could, I would help you give birth, but there's no other way!"

"You're not giving birth, so it's easy to talk without any back pain!"

Mo Yufeng stopped smiling, his eyes narrowed and became hazy, "Let's not talk about giving birth for now... The most important thing is... you have to get pregnant!" As he spoke, he picked up Ma Qingyi and gently placed her on the bed. His fingers nimbly untied Ma Qingyi's belt, and he kissed Ma Qingyi's lips, sucking deeply. Ma Qingyi was a little breathless and gently pushed him away, "Wait a minute!"

"What are you waiting for? I haven't run into you these days since I went out! I've been so impatient!" Mo Yufeng bit her ear, and his charming voice made Ma Qingyi a little at a loss.

When her clothes were half taken off, Mo Yufeng's hand paused. He stared at the wound on her abdomen and gently touched it with his fingertips. The frosted feeling made Ma Qingyi want to laugh.

"Don't... don't touch there, it's itchy!" Ma Qingyi grabbed his hand and put it aside, covering her wound.

Mo Yufeng took her hand away and gently kissed the ugly scar. Ma Qingyi felt numb all over and felt weak like a puddle of water. She put her hand on her already hot face.

Mo Yufeng gently took off the rest of his clothes and saw numerous small wounds. Although they had recovered a lot, they were still visible if you looked closely.

Ma Qingyi looked at him looking at her naked body, and said with some shame, "You... stop looking!" Then she hooked the quilt beside her to cover herself, and accidentally hit Mo Yufeng in the face.