Chapter 199 The Prince is no longer in danger of death
An Yi stepped forward and said calmly, "Crown Prince, I will not strip you of your clothes. I will simply search your body. If the antidote is not found on you, won't you be able to clear your suspicion? This way, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" After saying this, An Yi was about to squat down to search.
"Get out of here!" Mo Jicang's eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "How dare you, a lowly person like you, touch this prince's body?"
Mo Liyuan frowned slightly upon hearing this, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at the air, sending a stream of energy shooting straight into Mo Jicang's acupoints.
Mo Liyuan coldly spat out a word: "Search!"
An Yi was also filled with anger. Although he was a secret guard, he was a top figure in the secret guard group. How could he have been treated with such contempt and insult? Now that he had received the order from his master, he did not hesitate any longer. With a decisive and even somewhat rough move, he directly ripped open Mo Jicang's clothes.
With a "pop" sound, a porcelain bottle fell from Mo Jicang's arms and rolled to the ground.
Mo Jicang's pupils suddenly shrank, the light in his eyes disappeared, and his heart felt cold. It was over... It was all over...
An Yi bent down to pick up the porcelain bottle, stood up and walked towards Lan Xiyue, holding it out with both hands: "Princess, please take a look, is this porcelain bottle filled with the antidote?"
Lan Xiyue took the porcelain bottle, gently pulled out the cork, poured out a pill, and sniffed it carefully when she put it close to her nose.
Mo Liyuan turned his head to look at her, "Yuer, is this the antidote?"
Lan Xiyue raised her eyes, nodded, and said firmly: "Yes, this is the antidote to the Thousand Changes Poison."
As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Jicang's face turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood left.
Lan Xiyue stared at Mo Jicang coldly, her tone as sharp as an ice blade: "The eldest prince usually doesn't fight or compete, and obeys the Crown Prince's orders. It turns out it was all an act! You're right, there is no true brotherhood in the royal family."
I secretly complained: Princess, you really dare to say anything!
Lan Xiyue continued, "If you wanted to murder the Crown Prince, you could have poisoned him secretly, without anyone knowing. Why did you have to incite the people to riot? Those people were already extremely pitiful because everything was destroyed by the flood, but you took advantage of them and caused so many people to die tragically. You are completely heartless! And those thugs who infiltrated the people must be the Crown Prince's men, right?"
Several imperial doctors hung their heads at the side. They couldn't hear anything, couldn't hear anything. Are you kidding? They haven't even gotten married yet, but the Regent has people call Lan Xiyue the princess and protect her so much. Even if she said something she shouldn't have, who would dare to question it? Didn't you see that the eldest prince scolded Lan Xiyue just now, and was seriously injured by the Regent himself? They were just accompanying imperial doctors. They couldn't hear what they shouldn't hear, and they couldn't see what they shouldn't see.
Mo Jicang calmed down at this moment. He covered his chest with his hands, his expression painful, and his tone calm and unwavering: "This prince does not know what you are talking about. This matter has nothing to do with this prince. This prince does not know when someone stuffed a porcelain bottle into his body."
Mo Liyuan's eyes darkened, his tone as cold as frost: "Yu'er, there's no need to waste time arguing with him." He turned and ordered, "Come here, take the eldest prince away and keep him under strict guard. Upon returning to the capital, hand him over to the Emperor for disposal."
Now, neither the eldest prince nor the crown prince can be in trouble at this moment. As for the fight between them, he is too lazy to intervene. He simply goes back and leaves it to the emperor, letting his "good" brother worry about it himself.
After giving the order, Mo Liyuan looked at Lan Xiyue and softened his tone: "Yuer, go and detoxify Mo Yufeng first. He can't get into any trouble here."
Lan Xiyue nodded, turned and walked into the house, followed closely by Mo Liyuan.
Inside the room, Crown Prince Mo Yufeng lay on the bed, his face pale and his breath weak. Lan Xiyue handed the antidote to the imperial physician who followed him in and said, "Feed this medicine to the Crown Prince."
The imperial physician respectfully stepped forward to take the pill, quickly walked to the bedside, and carefully put the antidote into Mo Yufeng's mouth.
After a moment, Mo Yufeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were unfocused, and it was obvious that he was not fully awake yet.
Lan Xiyue stepped forward to feel his pulse, her eyes lowered. "The antidote has taken effect. The prince is no longer in danger of death. However, the wound on his chest is deep and he has lost too much blood. He needs to rest for a while."
Really, she wanted to say that it was not an antidote, and let this guy be poisoned to death. Thinking of what Mo Liyuan said, if he died in Huilong County, the emperor and empress would be furious, and many innocent people would have to be buried with him. Forget it, even if he was not poisoned to death, the wound on his chest would be enough to make him suffer.
Mo Liyuan nodded, his gaze falling on Mo Yufeng, and he said calmly, "Now that the Crown Prince's life is no longer in danger, the imperial doctors will take good care of him."
"yes"
"Yuer, let's go."
Lan Xiyue walked over and walked out with Mo Liyuan.
On the street, the bodies had been dealt with by the secret guards, but there were still a lot of bloodstains, reminding people of what had just happened.
A little girl ran out and hugged Lan Xiyue's thigh. An Yi was about to step forward and pull the little girl away, but Mo Liyuan reached out to stop him.
The little girl hugged Lan Xiyue's thighs and cried, "Fairy sister, Daddy didn't steal the food, he didn't steal the food, he was also killed by the guards. Doudou no longer has a father, no longer has a father."
Lan Xiyue squatted down and looked at Doudou, whose face was covered with tears. She remembered this little girl. She had given her wild fruits before in Qingshan. The little girl took the sour wild fruits, smiled like a flower, and called out to her sweetly: "Thank you, fairy sister~"
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