Chapter 102: The Handle
Su Luo, who was hiding in the tree, didn't say anything and became nervous for no reason.
Chen Song understood. Although he didn't know who the person outside the window was, he could vaguely guess.
Mo Jin lay there weakly, with the quilt half covering his waist.
After Chen Song helped him drink the medicine, he walked out the door.
Su Luo suddenly felt someone coming from behind her. Just as she was about to dodge, Chen Song had already surrounded her with five guards. She couldn't help but frown.
"Please move to the main hall. I have something to discuss with you."
Su Luo was silent for a moment and followed him.
As soon as he walked into the main hall, Chen Song's face turned pale and he said in a stiff voice, "Miss Su is standing outside the window because she is worried about my prince. Why doesn't she come in?"
Su Luo was stunned when she heard his aggressive tone.
"Your Highness these past few days..." Chen Song looked at Su Luo intently, wanting to say something but stopping himself. "It's better not to say anything."
These past few nights, Mo Jin often called Su Luo's name in his dreams.
Su Luo thought he was going to talk about his illness, so she said, "Isn't the prince better now? With Taoist Xuan An here, there will definitely be no accidents. Besides, the person has been saved."
She pretended to be indifferent and drank a sip of tea.
Chen Song was surprised by Su Luo's indifference and clenched his fists: "Is the girl so cruel?"
"..." Su Luo sipped her tea helplessly, "Do I really have to cry? It would be best if I threw myself on him, pressed down on his wounds, and cried until he fainted?"
Chen Song was speechless and speechless.
Su Luo took a sip of tea and suddenly put down the teacup, remembering that she was pregnant and seemed to have to avoid certain foods.
If her mother knew about her and Mo Jin...
If my mother knew that I was pregnant with Mo Jin's child...
The Su family would never accept such an unclear relationship.
Su Luo was really afraid that her mother would beat her to death.
This move is indeed a bit risky.
Sometimes she couldn't see Mo Jin clearly. She was obviously not that important in his eyes, so why did he call her name every night?
"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Su Luo turned around to leave, but her steps suddenly stopped and her expression froze. She saw Mo Jin, who was walking slowly towards her, covering his chest, despite Qin Zhengyu's obstruction.
Qin Zhengyu asked tentatively, "How about Miss Su, you stay and have lunch?"
Mo Jinsen looked at Su Luo with his eyes as black as lacquer.
For a moment, Su Luo seemed to have lost herself. She could not see anything between heaven and earth, and could only see Mo Jin.
She shook her head woodenly: "No."
For some reason, because of the last quarrel between Mo Jin and her, there was a gap between her and Mo Jin.
She felt like she was falling, and pulling away now was the best way to protect herself from getting hurt.
Qin Zhengyu wanted to speak, but Mo Jin said, "Let her go."
Su Luo was completely chilled by these words. She felt that this trip was unnecessary. She smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, I didn't plan to come, but I was really worried that if the prince died, I would have no one to rely on in the future. Since you are still alive, I will leave."
She chuckled and passed by him, with no sadness on her face.
Mo Jin gritted his teeth so hard that his jaw moved slightly. He was so angry that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
Qin Zhengyu sighed, "The Taoist priest said that you must stay in bed for seven days and seven nights to wait for the poison to dissipate. If you walk, the poison may flow through your limbs and bones again, affecting the efficacy of the antidote—"
"Shut up." Mo Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
"From now on, whoever dares to let Su Luo get within ten steps of me will be killed by me."
Qin Zhengyu and Chen Song were startled and both knelt on the ground: "We obey your orders."
The prince is determined to break up with Su Luo.
It’s better to break up. The prince has a great chance of ascending the throne. What’s the big deal about being involved with a married woman?
If this were known to the civil and military officials, impeachment memorials would pour in like snowflakes.
Su Luo clenched her fists and ignored it.
She didn't know why, but she said something inexplicably: "It's okay, I still have Master Wen."
Mo Jin's face was icy cold, and he was so angry that his body was about to collapse: "Pass on this order from the king, Su Luo will never dare to set foot in the palace again..."
"Kill without mercy."
Su Luo ignored the threatening words behind her, turned around with a smile, raised her sleeves and gestured around: "I am now in the Regent's Palace, and the knife is in the hands of Guard Qin. You can let him kill me."
Mo Jin stared at that beautiful and heartless face, his heart aching with anger, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Qin Zhengyu hurriedly supported Mo Jin.
Su Luo's pupils shrank slightly, but she still looked indifferent.
She cannot lose this game with Mo Jin, and she cannot make the same mistake a second time.
So she is indifferent, even close to heartless.
Su Luo looked at Mo Jin vomiting blood expressionlessly, then turned around calmly, walked out of the yard step by step, and then walked out of the Regent's Palace step by step.
She walked steadily but very slowly until she was completely out, and there was no word of trying to keep her from Mo Jin.
Whatever.
As Su Luo walked out of the palace, she suddenly felt someone's gaze directed towards her.
She looked over sharply and saw Li Jiaojiao hurriedly dodging and running onto the carriage.
Li Jiaojiao covered her chest in fear and hurriedly urged the maid: "Drive quickly!"
She wanted to escape like hell.
She couldn't be discovered by Su Luo, so she caught Su Luo disguised as she came to the palace.
Li Jiaojiao thought with her heart beating like a drum, maybe Su Luo had some entanglement with the Regent?
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