After tying the knot, he called out very gently, "Dapeng."

Mo Yunzhao lowered his eyes and watched as Dapeng first poked out a small, fluffy bird head from his cloak.

It rolled its eyes, wanting to pounce on Ling Jingyu, but didn't dare. So it chirped and pounced on Fu Liu instead.

Fu Liu caught it steadily, and then placed the tiny roc on the big white, fluffy head.

The roc trembled, its feathers in danger!

"Dapeng is tired. Be careful, or I'll take away your dried fish."

Big White, baring its teeth and trying to shake the Roc off, was speechless.

It had so many feathers pecked off and made into a nest, yet this big bird still wanted to ride on its head?

Mo Yunzhao looked down at the cloak ribbons that had been twisted and turned, her face flushing slightly.

She looked up and asked Fu Liu, "What's the situation in the city now?"

"The people who were given the manic drug were barely brought under control, but those who were sober did not believe they had been poisoned and insisted that it was divine punishment..."

Fu Liu hurriedly recounted the events that had transpired in the city that day.

When the person in front fainted, the guards behind led their men to tie up the poisoned civilians, leaving one guard to clean up the mess.

Fu Liu and the others didn't know what was going on at first, but after the guards explained it to them, they started to cooperate.

There are too many people under the influence of manic drugs; it's simply unrealistic to tie them all up.

If the people don't cooperate and remain clear-headed, another riot will break out soon.

Mo Yunzhao raised his eyes and looked at the dimly lit Moyang City under the night sky.

At this time of year, Moyang City would be brightly lit and bustling with activity as dusk fell.

But now, Moyang City is silent and dark, like a dead city.

The incredibly lively Flower Festival had only just ended.

Fu Liu said indignantly, "You were chosen by the people to be the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, but now the people say that you are impersonating the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, so disaster struck, the epidemic broke out, and the world went mad."

As she spoke, she slapped her forehead in anger, "That's utter nonsense."

The roc, who was comfortably resting on the tiger's head, suddenly felt dizzy.

"How is the Mo family residence?"

Their simultaneous voices caused Mo Yunzhao and Ling Jingyu to look up and exchange glances.

Fu Liu: "Wealthy families usually dig their own wells, but many people in the Mo family were also drugged with madness drugs, including Mo Bilian. She almost killed her parents, so she had a pretty tragic life."

"What about Wanbaoge?"

The two spoke in unison again, and looked up at each other once more.

But Mo Yunzhao quickly looked away, while Ling Jingyu looked down at her with a smile.

Fu Liu's gaze was fixed on the two who seemed unusually in sync today. "The same goes for Wanbaoge, but the Third Prince wasn't here. He only entered the city in the evening and helped out as well."

It sounds like everything is fine.

But upon closer reflection, it seems quite problematic.

"Let's go back first and treat the people's poisoning first."

Mo Yunzhao turned to look at Ling Jingyu, "Are you alright?"

Ling Jingyu's already pale face showed some displeasure at this moment, "As long as it's A-Zhao, I'm fine with any time."

Ah Zhao, you idiot, how could you ask a man that question?

No man would say no.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Mo Yunzhao was also puzzled.

She hadn't done anything to offend him; she was just worried he might collapse because his face was pale.

She gave a soft hum and climbed straight onto Big White's back.

The tiger's body, which was normally the size of a tiger, instantly grew larger and spread its wings, becoming enormous in an instant.

Ling Jingyu then climbed onto Da Bai's back, pressing close to Mo Yunzhao.

Fu Liu looked at the perfect couple, sat silently with her back to them, and then hugged the big white, even bigger and furrier tail with both hands.