Yun Qingluo raised her beautiful eyes and glared at him, saying angrily, "If I hadn't found out myself, were you planning to keep it from me forever?"

In her previous life, they were married for ten years, and he hid it so well that she never knew about it until her death.

Mo Beichen turned his face away. When he had an attack, he was like a strange person. He was afraid of Luo Luo, feared her, or pitied her.

Yun Qingluo turned Mo Beichen's face to the side and stared intently into his eyes. "Achen, as long as it's you, no matter what you look like, I will love you."

Mo Beichen trembled as he looked into the eyes of the person in front of him. They were clear and innocent, filled with tenderness, but without any disgust, fear, or pity.

"Luo Luo..." Mo Beichen's voice trembled slightly, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

“Ah Chen, I love you. You can confirm with me again and again, but you can’t keep anything from me anymore. It will make me angry and heartbroken, just as heartbroken as you feel when you think I’m leaving.”

Mo Beichen's eyes darkened. "No, it doesn't hurt. I won't hide anything from Luo Luo anymore."

He didn't want Luo Luo to experience the suffocating feeling of heartache.

"Gurgle." Yun Qingluo awkwardly buried her head in Mo Beichen's arms.

Mo Beichen's eyes were filled with tenderness and deep affection. "Sweetie, let's go eat."

Mo Beichen picked up Yun Qingluo, and just as he was about to take a step, he saw the restraints on his legs. He subtly used his inner strength to break free.

The door opened from the inside.

Everyone looked over and saw their prince, looking clear-headed, carrying his princess as they walked out.

Mo Yu was overjoyed and was about to go forward when Mo Feng stopped her, saying, "Shh, don't be reckless."

He saw the prince's eager expression as he took the princess away.

However, the prince usually needs to stay inside for a whole day and night to wake up, but today he came out after only an hour.

Could it be that this woman is the prince's antidote?

A guard suddenly stepped forward and said, "Didn't you notice that the prince was walking?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng and Mo Yu's expressions changed drastically. Mo Yu's face turned pale. "Just now, I was only concerned about preventing the prince from suffering, but... the prince, the prince used that power... didn't that person say that the prince couldn't use it?"

In comparison, Mo Feng was calmer than Mo Yu, saying, "You all know how important she is to the Prince."

"Keep this matter to yourselves."

"Yes, ma'am."

After finishing their meal and returning to the manor, Yun Qingluo added some calming medicine to Mo Beichen's water.

Mo Beichen tossed and turned in the cell for an hour, and, exhausted, quickly fell asleep.

Looking at the sleeping face, Yun Qingluo turned and walked into the pharmacy next door.

Yun Qingluo's consciousness entered the medical system.

"Xiao Yi, what was the result? Why did A-Chen stand up later?" Yun Qingluo frowned, feeling that there seemed to be a mysterious force supporting A-Chen as he walked.

Xiao Yi is the name of the medical system; he is the system manager.

"Master, we have detected a wild animal virus in the patient's body. The poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Every full moon night, the animal toxin in the patient's body will control the patient's nervous system and manipulate the patient's behavior for a full day and night."

Yun Qingluo's eyes turned cold. Who was so cruel as to poison A-Chen like this?

"As for his sudden ability to walk, I sensed a terrifying power within him, but I couldn't detect it..."

"Is there an antidote for that poison?" Yun Qingluo was only concerned about whether or not she could find an antidote.

"The 'Mother of Gu Poison in Southern Xinjiang' combined with methamphetamine can draw the virus out of the patient's body through the blood. With the addition of medicinal herbs for a year of recuperation, it can be completely eliminated."

"The mother of all poisons, ice poison. Is there no other way?" Yun Qingluo wondered, feeling that something was amiss.

There is no other way at the moment.

“No, Xiao Yi, when I was holding Mo Beichen, he clearly regained consciousness. Perhaps… Xiao Yi, test my blood.” Yun Qingluo suddenly took out a knife and cut her finger to bleed.

"Yes, Master, please wait a moment."

A moment later, Yun Qingluo looked at the test results in disbelief.

Her blood can cure all poisons in the world; she is a medicine person, and even the aura emanating from her can temporarily restore a person's consciousness.

How is that possible? She has not been trained as a drug user.

How could a legitimate daughter of a general's family have this constitution?

Yun Qingluo frowned, but still couldn't recall any clues, so she decided to give up for the time being.

"Xiao Yi, write a prescription, I'll decoct the medicine in a bit." She could prepare it herself, but it would take a long time, and she couldn't wait.

After the prescription was prepared, Yun Qingluo added two medicinal herbs to it to mask the smell of her blood.

By the time the medicine was ready, it was already past midnight.

Yun Qingluo returned to the room with a bowl and found Mo Beichen leaning against the headboard looking utterly dejected.

A sudden panic gripped her. "Ah Chen."

Mo Beichen's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked up at her. His once lifeless eyes sparkled with starlight when he saw her.

He lunged directly at Yun Qingluo, who panicked and hurriedly put down her bowl to catch him.

"Ah Chen, be careful, what's wrong? What happened?" Yun Qingluo helped Mo Beichen to the bed, and Mo Beichen held her tightly and wouldn't let go.

"I thought Luo Luo didn't want me anymore." Her voice carried the grievance and joy of regaining what she had lost, along with a hint of lingering fear.

Hearing this, Yun Qingluo felt a sharp pang of sadness in her heart. "How could that be? Ah Chen, I have good news for you. There's hope for your illness. I just went to prepare the medicine."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen released Yun Qingluo, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Luoluo, there's no need to make me happy."

Yun Qinglu glared at him, slapped his hand away, and got up to bring over the bowl. "Be good, open your mouth and drink your medicine."

Mo Beichen didn't want to, but when he heard Yun Qingluo say that this was medicine she had been brewing all night, he obediently opened his mouth.

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