"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.
In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...
The next day, it was broad daylight.
Ling Jingyu gathered the villagers and said loudly, "You can't drink Dr. Yang's medicine. It will clash with your health. You're better now, but it's only temporary. Your condition will soon relapse and become even more serious."
"Your Highness, Physician Yang has already said that they are the ones who treat the illness, but you will be the one to take the credit. Please do not try to stop us now."
"That's right, we took the medicine yesterday and we're feeling much better today. We can even get out of bed and walk around. It's a miracle drug."
"Your Highness, please don't curse us. We're perfectly fine."
"I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is in love with Lord Mo, and this plague is Heaven's punishment of us innocent people because Lord Mo was chosen as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers. His Highness should not stop it."
Ling Jingyu tried to persuade them for a long time, but when he heard them mention Mo Yunzhao, his handsome face darkened.
"I have already given my advice, so don't come to me for help afterward."
As he spoke, he turned to Nie You and ordered, "Bring those children's parents here by force to be drugged. As for the others, their lives are up to you."
Children without parents are the most pitiful.
Nie You immediately went to do it.
I knew I couldn't persuade these stubborn villagers, but I still had to put on a show so that I would appear more justified later.
When Mo Bilian heard that Ling Jingyu had arrived, she didn't bother to freshen up and went to the small bamboo house looking disheveled to see him.
But the guard simply brandished his sword and said, "Your Highness is busy and has no time."
No matter what she said, the guard was like a stone statue, looking at her as if she were invisible, showing no leniency whatsoever.
This is just a small bamboo hut; any noise outside can be heard inside.
But she didn't hear Ling Jingyu's voice.
She came several times, but she still didn't see Ling Jingyu.
Ling Jingyu was so busy that he didn't even have time to say a few words to Mo Yunzhao, let alone pay attention to someone who was practically dead to him.
Every day, Nie You was ordered to lead a group of people out to persuade the villagers to stop using Doctor Yang's medicine and drink the prince's medicine. He didn't manage to persuade many, and was instead scolded. Then he would come back and continue his work.
Soon, another seven days passed.
The overall epidemic has been brought under control, and the patients who were isolated have happily returned home.
Fu Liu brought in the food and saw the two people who were yawning from exhaustion.
"Lord, Your Highness, three ships have arrived."
Mo Yunzhao was so tired that he didn't even lift his eyelids. "Who is it?"
Ling Jingyu slightly raised his eyelids.
"Ling Yongnian".
Someone who's obsessed with having three sisters is trying to have one foot in one boat—that's just having three boats in one boat.
Mo Yunzhao lay on the small table, "I can't see you, I'm sleepy."
Ling Jingyu sat up. "Let's meet."
Mo Yunzhao remained lying down without moving.
"If we don't let him show off a little, the satisfaction of being scolded and slapped in the face later will be greatly reduced."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yunzhao opened her eyes and looked at Ling Jingyu, "Do you think we can make him a commoner this time?"
"It's unlikely, but Father will depose the Empress."
He understood his father, the emperor.
Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's a bit too easy on him."
Ling Jingyu laughed and said, "It's alright. When we get back, I'll stir things up a bit, and I guarantee he won't be able to become the Third Prince."
Ling Yongnian was with Mo Bilian.
When the two entered, they saw Ling Jingyu and Mo Yunzhao looking at them with very gentle and kind eyes and smiles, even a bit amiable and benevolent.
That look made them both break out in a cold sweat and feel like their feet were on pins and needles.
Something's definitely fishy going on.
"Third brother," Ling Jingyu called out affectionately.
"Second Sister." Mo Yunzhao's voice was also very gentle.