At dinner time, Shang Xiye was having dinner with Ji Fengyao.

Wuhen suddenly came in to report, presenting a black iron plaque with a full moon symbol: "Your Highness, Physician Xiao has brought you this. Please come over immediately."

Shang Xiye's gaze fell on the iron plaque, his eyes darkening rapidly.

Without a moment's hesitation, he put down his chopsticks and turned to Ji Fengyao somewhat hastily, saying, "Your Highness, if I return late today, you don't need to wait long. Please go to sleep first."

"But acupuncture..."

"This matter is urgent. I am suffering from the poison in my body. I can only ask the Princess Consort to take extra care of me in the future," Shang Xiye said, gesturing for Wuhen to gently push him away.

"Wait a minute!" Ji Fengyao quickly got up and chased after him. She took out the silver needle that she had been hiding in her hair and carefully inserted it into Shang Xiye's hair. She gently pressed a few acupoints on his body with her fingers and said, "If it hurts a lot, use this silver needle to prick him in the order I just pressed. Insert the needle three-tenths of an inch, but do not go any deeper."

Shang Xiye nodded, and Wuhen hurriedly pushed him away.

Having spent so much time with Shang Xiye, this was the first time Ji Fengyao had seen him in such a hurry, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She doesn't know much about Shang Xiye's specific situation. She only knows that of the hundred people around him, at least ninety want to kill him, five hope to control and exploit him, and among the remaining people who seem to care about him, there might be one or two spies planted by others.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that being a prince and a war god must be quite tiring for Shang Xiye.

But she has limited knowledge and ability, so she can't help him much, and her anxiety is just that—anxiety.

"Forget it, I won't eat anymore. While the prince is away, I'll have my second medicinal bath tonight!" Ji Fengyao put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, waved her hand, and shouted in a very childish way, "Little Qiao must work hard to become stronger!"

"Miss, what did you say? Who is Xiao Qiao?" Xi Que was completely confused.

“A peerless beauty like her, don’t worry about these details, they’re not important.” Ji Fengyao patted the magpie, strode confidently to get a packet of medicine that had been prepared beforehand, and handed it back to Lin Shuang: “Lin Shuang, help me boil this medicine over a high flame, make three buckets of the medicinal soup, and then dilute it with water for a small amount in the bath tub.”

"Yes, Your Highness," Lin Shuang handed the bowls and chopsticks she was halfway through clearing to Bai Lu, then took the medicine packet and went to get it.

Shang Xiye arrived at Hei Xiao's residence.

As dusk fell, no lights were lit in the room.

Black Owl sat upright at the octagonal table inside the room, his expression cold and solemn, quietly gazing at the increasingly dark twilight outside.

Shang Xiye went into the house by himself, waved for Wuying and Wuhen to leave, and waited until everyone in the courtyard had gone far away before turning his wheelchair to approach Hei Xiao. Holding the black iron plaque in his hand, he asked, "Where did this come from?"

“Someone threw this into the courtyard, asking you to meet me at the ferry crossing in the middle of the river,” Black Owl said, handing a slip of paper to Shang Xiye.

In the dim twilight, Shang Xiye saw four characters written in extremely clumsy handwriting:

The ferry crossing is in the middle of the river.

Shang Xiye lowered his eyelids; he knew that this was most likely a trap.

But he understood even more clearly that Black Owl's hatred for Black Purgatory had become an obsession.

He himself was the same; he would never let go of any clue about the Black Purgatory!

"Xiao Jiu, do you think they're going to make a comeback?" Black Owl's voice sounded suppressed and low in the dim light, completely lacking any of the vitality he usually feigned.

"If they dare to show themselves again, I will dig three feet into the ground and eradicate them from the root!" Shang Xiye's killing intent was chilling.