Fei Yu lowered her voice, "Miss... there's a saying circulating in the mortal realm: Lord Song dares to touch anyone except His Majesty."
"So he went after the Crown Prince, right?" Feng Guang curled her lip, still finding it unbelievable that a eunuch could wield such power. "So His Majesty just lets him do as he pleases and doesn't care about anything?"
Fei Yu replied, "That's right. His Majesty trusts him greatly and has even bestowed upon him the title of 'Nine Thousand Years Old,' which makes him second only to the Emperor."
Feng Guang turned to Baili Mo and gave him a sympathetic look.
Meeting her sympathetic gaze, Baili Mo seemed to chuckle softly. He wrote on the paper: "Now, he is probably no longer satisfied with his current position."
"Could it be that he, a mere eunuch, actually wants to be emperor?" Feng Guang's words circled around. If a eunuch were to become emperor, the entire country would not agree. Song Wuxia's position was illegitimate, and he was also a person with a physical disability. If he could become emperor, the country would soon perish.
Baili Mo wrote: "The fourth prince is not even eight years old. He is usually on good terms with Song and has no time to discipline him."
Feng Guang immediately understood: "He wants to choose a puppet emperor so that he can hold power from behind the scenes."
This explains why Song Wuxia framed Baili Mo. After all, as the Empress's legitimate son, Baili Mo was the biggest obstacle on Song Wuxia's path to becoming Emperor.
Baili Mo put down his pen. The scenery was already clear, and he no longer needed to write.
Just then, the woman walked in from outside the door, knelt down and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort."
"Oh, by the way, I was able to get you out this time thanks to this palace maid," Feng Guang said to Baili Mo. "If she hadn't informed me that I had captured you, I would still be in the dark."
Yi Ren hurriedly said, "Your Highness is too kind. It was all thanks to Your Highness that His Highness was rescued. I was just doing my duty."
"Don't kneel, get up quickly."
"Yes." Yi Ren stood up, glanced at Baili Mo, and quickly lowered her head again.
Since Baili Mo couldn't speak, asking questions naturally had to be done in a grand manner: "What brings you here?"
"This servant is here to treat His Highness the Crown Prince's injuries."
Feng Guang asked, "You know medicine?"
"Before coming to the Eastern Palace, I was a female physician in the Imperial Medical Academy." Yi Ren carried a medicine chest on her back. With the Crown Prince accused of "treason," no one in the Imperial Medical Academy dared to come without the Emperor's order, except for her.
Feng Guang glanced at Baili Mo beside her. His face was pale, and his white clothes were stained with blood. It was clear that he had been tortured while he was imprisoned. She felt a pang of sympathy for him and took a step to the side, saying, "Then you should treat His Highness's injuries."
"Yes." Yi Ren stepped forward. "Your Highness, please sit down."
Baili Mo paused for a second before sitting down at the table.
Yi Ren placed the medicine box on the table and took out some bottles, jars, and gauze. She carefully and attentively cleaned Baili Mo's wounds, her furrowed brows revealing her worry and...heartache? Baili Mo simply watched her quietly, lost in thought. The silence between them seemed to create a circle that kept everyone else at bay.
Feng Guang touched the top of his head and muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like my head has turned green?"
"Miss, what did you say?"
"It's nothing, I just thought I was being cuckolded."
Fei Yu thought to herself: What does Miss mean by that?
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