Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Anger

Lan Nongnong's gaze wandered somewhat vacantly, trying to find a way to escape. However, when she looked around, she saw only the white moonlight. She didn't know when her hand had been released, but she could not sense her body.

Her breathing grew heavy and thin, her throat throbbing with pain and congestion. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, clutched her neck with both hands, and parted her lips, straining to draw in air, but no words came out. Her pale cheeks flushed crimson.

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, rolling uncontrollably. She lashed out with one hand, struggling frantically. She instinctively searched her backpack, only to realize with a start that this was no longer her world. Her usual anti-allergy medication was no longer in it. Waves of discomfort washed over her nerve endings, and in an instant, she was completely consumed by an overwhelming despair.

“Nong Nong!”

In just a moment, her expression changed drastically, as if she was suffering from extreme torture. Her breathing suddenly became rapid and intermittent, as if it would stop completely in the next moment.

Qin Jingyao was caught off guard, his expression suddenly changing, all composure crumbling in an instant. He quickly grasped her wrists, which were nimbly grasping at her red neck. A murderous glare flashed in his eyes, and without turning back, he shouted out the door, "Go to the mansion and bring Mo Chou back immediately. Ride back and forth without delay! Also, call Yan Feng to see him immediately!"

"Everyone who has been serving here today, get out here!"

Tongze outside heard the anger in his words and didn't even dare to glance at the situation in the hall. He hurriedly responded and ran to pass on the message.

Although Biyu and the others didn't know what was happening, they felt that a disaster was about to happen. They were extremely frightened and didn't dare to delay for a moment. They knelt down on the ground as soon as they entered the door.

Qin Jingyao had already held her in his arms and carefully examined her. From behind her ears, down her neck to her collarbone and shoulders, red marks suddenly appeared all over her body. Her throat was swollen and she could no longer speak, as if she had been poisoned. Fearing that this would interfere, he quickly removed her earrings.

Although he had some knowledge of medicine, he was not an expert. When he took her pulse, he felt it was abnormal and could not tell the details. How could he dare to make a rash diagnosis with such a strange symptom?

"Don't be afraid, Nong Nong. I've called the doctor. He's a skilled doctor and has never failed. Just be patient for a moment. I won't let anything happen to you."

Qin Jingyao suppressed his anger and soothed her softly. He met her tearful and painful eyes and saw that she was struggling unconsciously in pain, but she was powerless. His face was as cold as ice, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He was filled with rage but had no way to vent it.

This is in Longshuo, the place under his control!

Although she only had three or four followers around her, who among them didn't wear Qin Jingyao's token? Yet, someone dared to touch his people right under his nose!

Although Yan Feng was the head of the Shangshuling Palace's guards, he was recommended for his meritorious service and promoted to the rank of Zhengwu Langzhong, specializing in case handling. All prefects and officials within and outside the capital were required to treat him with courtesy. On weekdays, unless there were important matters, he would accompany the Shangshuling Palace, never leaving his side.

He was at the mansion at the moment. Upon hearing the summons, he rushed to the door. Sensing the solemn and murderous atmosphere in the hall, he bowed deeply and said, "Please give your orders, sir!"

"Strictly interrogate all servants in the hall and record their statements. Bring me my token and bring anyone who came within ten feet of her today, regardless of whether they spoke or touched anything. Ignoring their identities, we would rather arrest the wrong person than leave anyone behind!"

These words revealed the intention of starting a massacre, but Biyu and other servants did not even dare to cry out for justice, and were dragged away by the guards in the house.

However, Qin Jingyao was still not satisfied and was about to give another order, but she stopped him first.

Everything happened so quickly. In the midst of helplessness and torment, even breathing had drained Lan Nongnong's entire energy. But she refused to give up, desperately trying to think of a way to save herself. When she regained consciousness, she heard his rude and unreasonable command.

Since discovering the allergen, she and her family have been extremely cautious. She has only had a few allergic reactions so far, but each one is unbearably painful and unbearable.

Although she was sure that she had never come into contact with any animals and did not know where she had been infected, how could Lan Nongnong not recognize the sudden and sharp pain?

And this was originally caused by her own physical condition, and had nothing to do with others. Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, so she could only grab his collar, trying to calm her breathing, opening her eyes wide and shaking her head repeatedly. Fearing that he wouldn't understand, she silently said with her lips: "It's none of their business, it's my own allergy, don't implicate innocent people."

Although Qin Jingyao issued orders one after another, his eyes never left her. Knowing that she was having difficulty breathing, he gently pulled open her clothes and let her lean on his legs, constantly adjusting her position to allow her to breathe more smoothly.

He clearly understood what she was saying, but he had no intention of letting it go. He was a vindictive man, and anyone who displeased him would be devastated. In other words, anyone who displeased her was his enemy.

She hadn't had an allergic reaction in his presence for a long time, so why did it happen today? Who caused it? What caused it? She had to get to the bottom of it all.

The servants were negligent and derelict in their duties, failing to even notice their master's offense. The doctors who nursed back to health were merely charitable, failing to detect even the underlying illness. Every one of these people deserved to be brought to justice.

However, she was kind-hearted and already suffering greatly at the moment. He didn't want to add to her pain, so he simply waved his hand and pressed on, "Nong Nong, do you know of any medicine that can alleviate your allergies? What can I do to make you feel better?"

Lan Nongnong's breathing was labored, but she still held on, only relaxing slightly when he stopped. Her eyelids trembled, and tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string. She opened her lips and silently signaled, "Change clothes, cold water, wash, anti-inflammatory, cold compress..."

She spoke these few silent words with great difficulty and pain, and then took long, greedy breaths in and out, making a heart-wrenching, tiny whimper.

Qin Jingyao immediately shouted an order: "Quickly prepare cold water! Prepare the Feng San immediately and bring it over immediately!"

After saying that, he picked her up and strode towards the bathroom.

*

Mo Chou was born into a family of doctors. His father was the imperial physician to the current emperor. He studied medicine with his father from a young age and performed free medical services among the people, achieving great success in his medical skills. He should have inherited his father's career and entered the Imperial Hospital, where he would have become the emperor's imperial physician after gaining sufficient experience.

However, when he was about to enter the Imperial Hospital, the emperor saw that he was young and promising, with superb medical skills. He also worried that his father was in his prime and the emperor and his ministers would get along well. Instead of letting him suffer in the palace, he decided to send him to the side of the Grand Marshal, who often had to go out of the capital on official business.

The Qin Mansion was in need of such an outstanding doctor, so he was appointed as the palace physician.

Fortunately, he was not interested in power and position. When he was at the Taiwei's side, any medical books or notes he needed were delivered within two days. When he accompanied the emperor on his tours, he treated the soldiers' old injuries and hidden ailments along the way, and his medical skills improved.

Although he had no official position, he was neither better than the best nor worse than the worst, and he was no longer worried about walking on thin ice in the palace. Everyone respected him and he was like a fish in water.

Therefore, when Tongze rushed into the yard and carried him out of the pharmacy without saying a word, he was not annoyed at all. He just reminded him to bring the medicine box with him, and then he took the initiative to get on the horse and galloped away.

The horses galloping in the front yard made such a loud noise, but Xu Wenya, the mistress of the mansion, only learned about it from her personal maid after everything died down.

Tongze was a trusted servant of the master, and his misconduct must be related to the master. Although she held the title of mistress, she held no real power; even the power of the household was firmly in the hands of the steward. Therefore, when such a major incident occurred, she still had to personally inquire with the steward.

"...Madam, you are worrying too much. My Lord is doing well. It's just that the servants in the mansion were negligent in their discipline and made a noise that disturbed you. I will punish them severely according to the mansion rules later."

Butler Guo used to serve the mother of the master of the Qin Mansion. He continued to assist loyally after the old master passed away. He was also an old servant who watched the young master grow up. His loyalty was unquestionable and he was naturally treated with courtesy.

Therefore, when facing the mistress of the mansion, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and responded appropriately. He saw and heard clearly the affairs of the master's family, and knew the limits. He never concealed what should be said, and never leaked a word that should not be said.

The Shangshu Ling's residence contained nearly a hundred guards and servants, including five palace doctors. While Mo Chou was known as the palace physician, he was in reality the palace master's personal physician. Normally, even the mistress couldn't summon him for a consultation. Now, since he wasn't ill, who else could have caused him to urgently summon Mo Chou? Besides that woman, who else could it be?

Xu Wenya's heart was as clear as a mirror, but her fingernails dug deep into her palms. She still smiled gently and didn't ask any more questions.

At the same time, nearly twenty shops on Jinlin Street were broken into by the Shangshuling Mansion guards. The guards, all dressed in dark blue, quickly carried people out and onto carriages, which sped away towards the south of the city.

It's important to note that most of these shops are well-established, large establishments in the capital, many of them owned by the families of the rich and powerful. Even the shopkeepers and their employees are treated with arrogance and respect by ordinary people, and no one dares to offend them.

At the emperor's feet, on the main streets, except for prisoners paraded through the streets for serious crimes, who had ever seen such a spectacle? It was said that the Grand Marshal, now the Minister of State, was renowned, but ultimately, he had nothing to do with the common people.

Today's situation has truly left the people in Beijing with lingering fears.

Those who were lucky enough not to be taken away immediately ran away to report to their masters.

*

East of the city, Mingluan Lane, Prince Ren's Mansion,

Princess Baozhen had left with high hopes, but returned disappointed. Though her face showed no anger, she couldn't let go. The woman's shock and pain, her silent tears, and her final, dazed, fragile expression, like thin ice in early winter, ready to shatter at the slightest touch, yet she still managed to hold back her sobs as to say it had nothing to do with her, lingered in her mind, lingering for a long time.

As a result, she was also depressed and could not help but feel angry. If it weren't for that rich girl who insisted on using some ordinary things to coax her out, she wouldn't have met Lan Nongnong, who was cute and had a cute name.

Nor would he recognize the hibiscus jade in her hair, which would arouse her suspicion and make her realize that she had been deceived. If she were still in the dark, she might still smile that sweet and lovely smile and continue to be carefree and happy.

"well......"

Prince Ren was a complete daughter slave. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed to the palace to petition the Emperor for a title the moment his daughter was born, and when he failed the first time, he would have continued to petition year after year. This persistence ultimately earned his daughter a title that other women envied.

This also aroused the curiosity of the two supreme rulers in the palace about his daughter, and they became more fond of her. As time went by, she actually became favored in the palace.

When Princess Ren died of a hemorrhage during childbirth, the only two proper masters of the palace remained: father and daughter. Prince Ren stayed out of state, tending flowers and plants, and enjoying antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. He was a leisurely and elegant man.

Seeing his daughter sighing, he naturally wanted to know the truth. Even if he was just a leisurely prince, he was still a member of the royal family. If anyone bullied his precious daughter, he would not let it go!

If it were anyone else, Princess Baozhen would have kept her mouth shut. But facing her doting father, she seemed ready to confide in him. After dismissing the servants, she poured out everything she had seen, her confusion, and her frustrations.

“…”

He was a vindictive man, and Prince Ren dared not provoke him. Although he was a prince, he held no real power; the other party was now a marquis and a future prime minister, so even if he met him, he would have to retreat.

Besides, he looked up at his silly daughter, who only had a shrewd face. Was this the time to consider the consequences? Since she had disrupted that person's plan, they should have taken the initiative to go to his house immediately. Even if they didn't apologize, they should have warned him first and explained everything clearly.

Raising a girl was such a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Why had no one dared to provoke that girl even after she came to Beijing for so long? Wasn't it because they were afraid of her power? But his foolish daughter had been so reckless as to reveal her identity.

It was still early, and there was no telling if it was too late. But the Longshuo land was evil, Prince Ren had just begun to mutter to himself when he heard a commotion in the front yard. Then, the palace steward came running in, looking panicked and sweating.

Before he could catch his breath or speak, the leader of the guards around that man had already arrived with his men in a menacing manner.

Though he was in the wrong, Prince Ren's heart still sank at the sight of this. Even though he no longer held any real power, he was still a member of the imperial family. If he allowed someone to barge into the palace like this, how could he maintain his dignity? How could Prince Ren's palace maintain its foothold in the capital?

But before he could open his mouth, the other party overpowered him: "Your subordinate Yan Feng pays homage to Prince Ren! Please forgive me, Your Highness! We were forced to trespass into the palace. We will apologize to Your Highness later!"

After saying this, Yan Feng stood up straight, his eyes like a blade, piercing directly at Princess Baozhen who was standing behind Prince Ren in shock and anger.

He bowed and said, "I am following the orders of the Lord Linggong to thoroughly investigate the poisoning case. Please ask the princess and the servants accompanying you today to go to the mansion immediately to cooperate with the investigation."

"Please forgive me, my lord. I have offended you!"

After saying this, the two maids who came with her stepped forward and quickly surrounded Princess Baozhen.

Before coming here, Yan Feng had already inquired from Biyu and others about the number of servants accompanying Princess Baozhen today, and brought them with him to identify them. When he arrived, he "invited" the identified servants and guards to the carriage for custody.

At this moment, Princess Baozhen was the only one left.

"Poisoning?"

"How dare you! Let this princess go!"

"Father!"

Princess Baozhen had never experienced such a scene before. She was still wondering what the poisoning meant, and before she could react, she was carried away quickly by two unfamiliar maids, one on each side.

She was already feeling guilty, and in her panic she didn't struggle violently. She just called out hastily and was invited into the carriage waiting on the side.

Such swift and decisive action was indeed his usual method! Prince Ren was stopped by the guards and watched helplessly as his daughter was forcibly taken away. Her helpless struggle was heartbreaking, and his usual elegance was gone. He immediately stamped his feet and shouted, "How dare you! How presumptuous! Come! Capture these disrespectful people! Save the princess!"

However, how can the guards in the palace be compared with the guards who train all year round and go on missions frequently?

After just one encounter, the guards of Prince Ren's palace were driven aside. However, Yan Feng still remembered the etiquette. Before leaving, he bowed to the cursing Prince Ren, said goodbye, and strode away.

"Qin Jingyao! You've gone too far! You're just a second-rank official, yet you dared to forcibly take away Princess Baozhen, who was personally appointed by the Emperor from Prince Ren's mansion! I will personally go to the palace to see the Emperor and punish you for your disregard for the law!!!"

Prince Ren cursed incessantly, and while ordering his steward to rush into the palace with the royal token to file a complaint, he also ordered his servants to prepare a carriage to chase after them.

*

With the exception of her first allergic reaction as a child, Lan Nongnong has always taken medication or sought medical attention immediately after accidentally coming into contact with animal hair, even before any symptoms appeared. She only knows to change clothes and wash hands immediately, apply a cold compress, and then seek medical attention or take anti-allergy medication as soon as possible.

She lived in an era when Western medicine was prevalent, and she had no idea which Chinese medicines could treat allergies. She didn't know how long she had been soaking in the water, but she felt an unbearable itching all over her upper body and even her entire body.

The water might have been cool to begin with, but after adjusting to it, it felt scalding hot against her skin. The repeated application of the cotton towel felt like torture, causing her to struggle constantly, wanting only to scratch, even wishing she could cut away the itchy flesh with a knife!

She couldn't calm down at all. Her chest felt like it was under heavy pressure, and she could only let out long and painful sobs: "Let go... I feel uncomfortable--"

Qin Jingyao listened, his heart aching, but there was nothing else he could do, so he had to hold her down and continue applying the rub. Their clothes had already been soaked by the splashes of water from her struggle, leaving a mess on the floor.

At this moment, they were only wearing their inner clothes and soaking in cold water. Although Lan Nongnong changed into her own clothes, she never worried about her livelihood and never compromised on food, clothing and other expenses. Although her underwear was not made of silk, it was soft in texture and felt smooth to the touch.

Needless to say, Qin Jingyao's inner clothes are thin, silky and extremely comfortable.

The clothes she wore clung to her skin, highlighting her delicate, well-kept skin, which shone like jade. Even the pink patch on her neck and shoulders shone with a charming hue, and her body fragrance lingered, revealing an alluring aura within her innocence.

Yet, at this moment, with the two of them practically naked, Qin Jingyao had no romantic thoughts. He held a cold cotton towel in his right hand and gently applied it to her reddened skin. Every time he saw the red mark, his anger grew. The veins on his neck bulged, and he already hated the source of her pain.

He coldly called out to the outside room, urging Mo Chou to hurry. Just then, a servant arrived to report that the medicine had been brewed and cooled to a lukewarm state. With a splash of water, Qin Jingyao had already lifted her up and stepped out of the tub. Countless water droplets cascaded down their bodies like a torrential downpour.

He first tore off the soft satin coat that he had specially ordered prepared from the screen and wrapped it tightly around her. Afraid that his wet clothes would get on her, he stretched out his long arms and took off his soaked coat.

When the water stopped dripping from her body, he ignored her weak struggles and gently removed the wet clothes that clung to her body. His large hand hovered over her violently heaving bra for a moment, and when it fell, he abruptly looked away.

He took a clean coat and wrapped her tightly, leaving only her collarbone and neck exposed. His wet black hair was also skillfully tied up with a silk scarf.

After changing clothes in just a moment, he carried her out of the bathroom and quickly walked into the bedroom. He first laid her slightly on the beauty bed to prevent her from scratching her affected area, then cruelly tied her hands behind her back. Then he turned back to the bathroom, took off his wet pants, put on only his coat, and strode out.

He held her tightly in his arms, pinning her kicking legs with his leg. He used a finger to test the temperature of the medicine before soaking a cotton towel in the liquid, not wringing it out. Once the cotton towel was fully absorbed, just as the liquid was about to drip, he placed it behind her ears, down her neck, along her shoulder blades, and along her collarbone, meticulously wiping every part. Whenever the towel felt dry and cold, he immediately replaced it with a warmer one.

After only a moment's relief from the warm water, the itching in her shoulders, neck, and upper body surged in intensity. With her hands bound behind her back, Lan Nongnong offered no relief, and with his hands firmly pinned down, she couldn't move at all. In her agony, she could only bang her head against him.

The medicinal properties were refreshing, and the moment the towel was applied to the affected area, it felt like a long drought finally ending in a downpour, so refreshing it made one's scalp tingle. Even if it was just a slight relief, Lan Nongnong couldn't help but tense up, tilting her neck back, arching her feet, and letting out a long, sobbing, half-comforted moan.

At this point, Qin Jingyao's brow, furrowed since her allergy attack, finally relaxed slightly. He repeatedly applied a medicated towel to her skin, his dark eyes fixed on her. Her thin complexion seemed unable to bear the pain she had just endured. Her face was rosy, translucent, and delicately beautiful. A hint of softness and ease between her brows, a hint of softness, a touch of comfort, added to her alluring demeanor.

The room was silent, with only the slightly bitter aroma of medicine in the air, occasionally mixed with soft gasps of varying lengths.

Although the effect of the medicine was slight, it was enough to restore Lan Nongnong's sanity. She suppressed her restlessness and closed her eyes, enduring. The more attentive he was to her, the deeper her hatred grew. She hated him for deceiving her, hated him for having torn off his disguise yet still trapped her here.

But how familiar was this scene? Just a few days ago, when her period was heavy, he had taken such considerate care of her. A few months ago, when she was seriously ill and bedridden due to a shock, he had also taken care of her personally without any help.

The reason she fell deeper and deeper into his trap wasn't just because of his appearance, but because he always arranged everything for her when she needed it, even before she realized it. Just having him by her side made her feel completely at ease, with a carefree sense of security.

As for his behavior, although his identity was fake, his actions were real. However, it was also true that he was clearly married but lied about being single, luring her deeper and deeper into this embarrassing situation.

The deeper the love, the deeper the hatred. At this point, even if the love is deep in my bones, there is no room for compromise or concession in the face of bottom lines and principles.

A shadow loomed from above, a scorching heat closing in. She suddenly tensed and tilted her head. A silent streak of water, whether it was water or tears, slid down, soaking the coat of the person beneath her.

At the same time, the burning touch on her earlobe was unbearable, and the resistance emanating from her body was as real as if it were real.

Suddenly, a past event that had been ignored suddenly surfaced.

Lan Nongnong suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze frightened at first, then gradually tightened. She remembered that she had been frightened and had a high fever because she suddenly heard that someone close to her had been executed along with his entire family.

And the person who ordered the extermination of the nine clans was the one who was applying medicine to her at this moment--!

An indescribable feeling of creepiness suddenly struck her, and she instinctively wanted to flee, but he held her captive, unable to move. She could only stare at him in sorrow. Her eyes were mingled with fear and vigilance, unable to conceal the strangeness and hatred that filled them.

The silk scarf had long since fallen from her hair, leaving wet hair scattered all over her back. A coat couldn't cover her shoulders, neck, and feet, and she huddled up. The sun shone brightly outside the window, and the heat was surging.

Lan Nongnong felt as if she were in the cold of winter. Her blood was flowing backwards and freezing, and she felt cold all over. She couldn't breathe. Her body was as taut as a string, almost breaking. Unable to bear it any longer, she struggled desperately and actually broke free and jumped to the ground. Although her hands were tied behind her back, she ran out regardless of everything.

"ah--!"

The gate was right in front of him, only half an arm's length away, but this half an arm's length became an unreachable chasm because of the strict restraint of the people behind him.

She was in such a state that she looked naked. How could Qin Jingyao let her go out like this? However, for some reason, she suddenly struggled desperately. He had to control his strength to avoid hurting her, and he also had to be careful not to make the injury worse. He almost couldn't control her.

The woman was already frail, and her escape was merely a result of his momentary negligence. If he had truly exerted force, she would have been powerless, especially as she was ill and weak. With a single shift in position, he once again locked her tightly in his embrace.

Although Qin Jingyao was suspicious of her sudden fear, he was too angry to investigate further. He used his free hand to grasp her jaw, his eyes locked with hers. As she stared at him in fear and resistance, he kissed her like a punishment.

"Nooo ...!"

Lan Nongnong's chest was churning with emotion. She shook her head and struggled, but he held her tightly, preventing her from moving. The pain in her throat was unbearable, and she had to open her lips to gasp, but he took advantage of the situation and invaded her, forcefully grabbing and entangled her. Her face suddenly turned from cold white to blood red.

Qin Jingyao was enraged by her struggle, but he still knew the difference between the two. Even if she was rebellious, she was still his toy. She was ill at the moment, so no matter how angry he was, there was no need to rush into it.

But he had to make her understand that she couldn't hide, let alone refuse.

As soon as Lan Nongnong was free, before she could even catch her breath, she tilted her head back and retched. She hadn't eaten in nearly a day, so naturally there was nothing to vomit, but the strong psychological rejection made it impossible for her to stop even if she couldn't vomit anything.

Even though Qin Jingyao had all sorts of thoughts in mind, he never expected that she hated him to such an extent that just one kiss made her nauseous!

Even if he was as well-mannered as a saint, it would be difficult for him to remain calm after being offended and humiliated by her.

The hand holding her jaw finally lost its strength, leaving several fingerprints on her delicate skin. He lifted her face back, staring at the repulsive look between her brows, and then smiled in anger. His thumb brushed across the wet mark on her lips, so hard that the red, plump lips instantly lost their color.

Just at this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly approached, and then suddenly stopped. Tongze's voice rang out from outside the courtyard, "Your Excellency, Doctor Mo is here!"

Things have their priorities. Even though Qin Jingyao was furious, he could only suppress it. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, "Mo Chou, come forward quickly and diagnose my pulse!"

Without delay or further questioning, Mo Chou immediately took out the silver thread from the medicine box and had the maid outside the window pass it in. Only then did Lan Nongnong's hands, which were tied behind her back, become untied, but her wrists, which were dangling from the silver thread, were still firmly grasped by him, and her legs were also restrained, leaving her unable to move.

Although her scalp was still tingling, the anger and hatred she felt at the moment overwhelmed her inexplicable fear. She stared at him, her throat trembling as she let out a silent sneer, her eyes filled with undisguised sarcasm. She opened her lips and said silently, "Let go. I'll treat the disease well!"

He was just a moody madman! If she wanted to leave him, leave this place, she had to have a healthy body, she had to get better treatment, and she had to plan carefully before taking any action!

Her eyes were so clear that Qin Jingyao could see through her thoughts at a glance. Her angry yet revitalized eyes also made his anger gradually disappear.

However, it was impossible to let her go, as he didn't want her to get too angry and hurt herself, so he glanced at her indifferently and pretended not to see it.

Lan Nongnong glared at his shameless behavior, but she was powerless and under his control. She could only repeatedly remind herself not to argue with him and to focus on healing. After several times of this, she finally suppressed her anger and calmed down for a while.

Fortunately, Mo Chou had performed countless free clinics and possessed solid medical skills. Although this type of allergy was rare, he had experienced it before. By taking the patient's pulse and understanding the condition, he initiated emergency treatment, preventing the crisis from escalating and saving considerable trouble.

However, the woman's pulse, besides her allergies, also showed signs of anger damaging her liver, stagnation of anger in her chest, and fear weighing on her heart. If not treated promptly, these conditions would become chronic. It was unknown what had happened to her that had led her to this state at such a young age.

Fortunately, this woman was open-minded and took the initiative to regulate her breathing and relieve liver and depression.

As a doctor, one is naturally very fond of such a cooperative patient, but such a rare opportunity is hard to come by. Therefore, Mo Chou was extremely attentive, not only prescribing a wonderful remedy for internal and external use, but also prescribing medicine for her underlying ailments.

The right medicine worked wonders. Even before the internal medicine was boiled, the moment the topical medicine was applied, the burning and itching that had been nagging me was instantly relieved.

Lan Nongnong couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Her body felt much more comfortable, and her mind became clearer. She suppressed her trembling and waited for him to finish applying the medicine to the last part of the affected clavicle. Then she nudged his chin with her head. When he lowered his head, she couldn't wait to say, "I want to change my clothes!"

The red marks on the affected area faded visibly, and she obediently let him apply the medicine. Qin Jingyao felt indescribably relieved. He actually found pleasure in doing these trivial tasks that were supposed to be his subordinates'.

Looking at her pitiful appearance now, she needed him to look at her even when she spoke. In order to let him see clearly, she mouthed every word very seriously. The tenderness of her red lips kept changing as they opened and closed, which touched his heart and made him feel indescribably cute.

If it weren't for the extremely cold look in her eyes, it would have seemed like she was deliberately seducing him.

His thin lips curled slightly, his black eyes were dark, he raised his hand to cover her eyes, and happily accepted the lips and tongue that exuded a faint fragrance and were as soft as a tender bud.

First, he soothed her gently, then, with such force that she could barely close her teeth, he invaded her with all his might until she could no longer struggle and let him take as much pleasure as he pleased. Only then did he show mercy and grant her a hint of sweetness.

His eyes were as deep as the night, sharp and flowing, his breath was hot and compelling, staring at her tightly, his cheeks were as red as a crabapple, his eyes were half closed and moist and red, and his breaths were as delicate as a flower bud blooming lightly, he looked weak and powerless, where was the disgust and desire to spit out from just now?

After a while, the fierce look in his eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face. He loosened his grip and pulled her clothes back up. Although he let her go, he ordered his servants to serve her at all times before turning around and leaving.

*

Although the Shangshu Ling had been in power for a long time and had great prestige, he had never done anything as outrageous as today, such as ordering the palace guards to arrest people in the street.

After receiving the report from their servants that all the shop assistants, the manager and the customers present at the time had been arrested, these powerful people in Beijing hurriedly prepared a car and came in person to apologize without saying a word.

As for why he did not report directly to the emperor like Prince Ren did, one reason was because of the difference in status and closeness, and the other was that the Minister of the Chancellery only ordered the guards to arrest some unknown people. The specific reason is still unclear.

Besides, who doesn't have private flaws? If they were to be brought before the emperor, who knew who would ultimately be blamed?

Furthermore, the emperor was already old, and most court affairs were handled by him. He had a close relationship with her by marriage and had been raised since childhood. Furthermore, his abilities and character were rare in the world. Even if he truly acted recklessly and had flawed personal ethics, in the grand scheme of things, they were simply not worth mentioning.

Besides, he is always vindictive. If you just do your duty and don't provoke him, you will be safe. If you are caught and still take the initiative to offend him, you will definitely suffer a lot.

They were all experienced individuals who had risen and fallen in the political and business world. Who would be willing to ruin their future for such a trivial matter? As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Who knows if today's misfortune will turn into tomorrow's blessing?

Thus, everyone gathered one after another at this obscure private residence, a place of deepest secrecy in the capital. No one watched over their seats, no one offered them tea, and they were even asked to change clothes and cleanse themselves. Despite such bizarre demands, no one showed any displeasure. They simply sneered and refused to agree with Prince Ren, who kept on shouting and cursing, his words full of incitement.

In a rage, Qin Jingyao blamed everyone, but since the culprit had been identified, the unrelated people were released. A short time later, Tongze appeared, simply saluted everyone present, and said, "Investigation found no evidence, and the person has been released," without even explaining the reason for the arrest.

Having been frightened and treated coldly for no reason, the crowd showed no anger, but instead smiled apologetically: "Your Excellency is very perceptive! Although the investigation has found no fault, I believe it is still my fault for not exercising strict discipline, which has led to my inappropriate words and actions, and offended you. I am deeply grateful for your admonition! I wonder if you could spare the time and allow me to apologize in person?"

"Your Excellency's actions must have a deeper meaning. We..."

"I, the common people, also agree with this..."

Under the scorching sun, everyone here was cheering and in harmony. Only Prince Ren, who was sitting alone in a corner, was mocking them and disdained to be with them. He suddenly stood up and intervened, tearing the false harmony to pieces in an instant.

"Where is my daughter now? Has she been sent back to the palace? I don't care how powerful you are. If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will never give up!"

Everyone was pushed to the back by him. They didn't show it on their faces, but they were all curious in their hearts. What was he doing? It would have been fine if he just captured some common people and servants, but he even captured the extremely favored Princess Baozhen?

Tongze stood up straight and held his head high. Prince Renren almost pushed him in the face, but he remained motionless and didn't blink. He simply turned his gaze away and said to the waiting crowd, "Your Excellency has important matters to decide. Please return."

Then, he looked towards Prince Ren, lowered his head slightly, and raised his hand to invite him: "Your Excellency invites you. Your Highness, please come in!"

Prince Ren, despite his harsh words, was actually quite timid. Hearing that he was the only one invited, his heart raced with fear. Then, hearing the farewells behind him, his nervousness reached a peak. If it weren't for his daughter, he would have almost turned and fled.

"Humph! I want to see what Qin Jingyao can say when he invites me over!"