Chapter 41 What happened to the prince? Why did this happen?
"Lan Xiyue, don't play deaf and dumb. Don't appear in front of this prince in the future, otherwise..." For some reason, Mo Yufeng couldn't say the threatening words after looking at Lan Xiyue like this.
Lan Xiyue, wearing a light blue long skirt, the hem of her skirt swaying gently in the wind, like a quietly blooming blue lotus.
She scratched her ears, a leisurely smile plastered across her face. Her voice carried a barely perceptible detachment, "But Prince, are you out of touch with the news? I don't like you anymore, so why would I bother you?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yufeng frowned, his face filled with displeasure and anger.
"You...you think you can defile the little uncle?"
Mo Jicang on the side shook his head, "Miss Lan, your method of retreating to advance is a good one."
His voice was gentle and low. "But if it's the little uncle, that won't work. The little uncle doesn't like women. If he gets angry, your life will be in danger. When the little uncle gets angry, he doesn't care whether your grandfather is from the Protectorate Mansion or not."
Mo Yufeng snorted coldly, "Do you think you can attract the attention of this prince? You are such a foolish woman."
Lan Xiyue simply rolled her eyes. "Prince, aren't you too confident in yourself?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "What do you mean by catching your attention? You are a thing of the past. Now, all I have in my eyes and heart is the Prince Regent."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yufeng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Lan! Xi! Yue!"
"Why? Your Highness should be happy if your servant doesn't bother you. Why do you look like you want to eat me?"
"Lan Xiyue, stop it! Pretending will only make this prince hate you even more."
Mo Jicang sighed softly. He looked at Lan Xiyue, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
"Miss Lan, it's best if you don't involve the young uncle. You know that if you do that, you will not only harm yourself, but also your family - the Wuguo Marquisate."
Lan Xiyue didn't want to continue chatting nonsense with them. After all, this ancient person was under the pressure of status and power. She bowed perfunctorily and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince and the First Prince will not disturb their leisure time." After that, she walked forward, and when she passed by Mo Yufeng, she sprinkled the medicine powder in her hand on Mo Yufeng without leaving a trace.
Mo Jicang turned around and looked at Lan Xiyue's leaving back, confusion flashing in his eyes. Miss Lan usually liked the prince so much, but today she was so cold. Did she really not care or was she playing hard to get?
"Ji Cang, what are you looking at? Let's go to Tianxiang Restaurant and have a few drinks with Yun Jin and the others." Mo Yufeng didn't seem to notice anything unusual about his body and patted Mo Ji Cang's shoulder.
Mo Jicang hid the emotion in his eyes, "Prince, please."
The two continued on their way, followed by their personal guards.
After walking for a while, Mo Yufeng suddenly stopped and his face became extremely ugly, as if he was enduring something.
Mo Jicang looked at him puzzledly, "Why did you stop?"
Mo Yufeng grabbed his body, making strange laughs and crying sounds, his nose was runny, and he looked like a madman.
"It's so uncomfortable and itchy, Ache...hahahaha...wuwuwu..." Mo Yufeng's laughter and crying were intertwined, sounding particularly harsh.
Upon seeing this, his guards stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Mo Yufeng seemed to have lost his mind. He kept tearing at his clothes, trying to relieve the indescribable itching sensation, and he was crying and laughing at the same time.
This scene undoubtedly attracted the attention of the people around them. They all stopped and looked at them.
Mo Jicang looked at Mo Yufeng, his face full of worry, "What's going on? Prince, what's wrong with you?"
Lan Xiyue didn't walk far. She hid in a corner of the street and watched this scene. "Serves you right!" She hummed a tune, feeling particularly happy, and then walked home with a cheerful pace.
Mo Jicang looked at Mo Yufeng's miserable appearance and the strange looks from the people around him, and he didn't know what to think.
Mo Jicang reacted immediately and ordered: "Why are you still standing there? Send the prince back to the palace and call the imperial physician."
The group hurried back to the East Palace amid the pointing and talking of the people.
When the Imperial Hospital learned that the Crown Prince was not well, they all rushed to the Eastern Palace.
Mo Yufeng was lying helplessly on the exquisite couch at this moment, his hands constantly scratching, his face distorted, laughing and crying at times, his face covered with snot and tears.
The eunuch beside him kept wiping him with a handkerchief.
Mo Jicang stepped forward and held down the throbbing Mo Yufeng, "Master Su, please show the prince what's wrong with him."
Su Gu, the head of the Imperial Hospital, stepped forward, stretched out his fingers, gently placed them on Mo Yufeng's wrist, closed his eyes, and carefully took his pulse.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and shook his head, as if he didn't notice anything unusual.
Other doctors came forward and took the patient's pulse, but found nothing.
The news soon reached the Queen's ears, and she hurried all the way to the East Palace.
The moment she stepped into the bedroom and saw the prince in such a state, the queen's heart was instantly torn apart and the pain was unbearable.
She quickly stepped forward and called softly, "Prince...what's wrong with you?"
Mo Yufeng struggled violently, and the queen looked at the imperial doctors who were looking at each other in bewilderment.
Mo Jicang released the prince, stood up, clasped his fists and bowed, "Greetings, Mother!"
The imperial doctors all knelt down and said, "Greetings to the Empress."
"What happened to the prince? Why don't you treat him quickly?"
The head of the Imperial Hospital gritted his teeth and replied in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, please calm down. We are truly unable to diagnose what ails His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Upon hearing this, the Queen was furious. "You useless people! The Crown Prince is in this state now, and you are still helpless?"
Seeing the prince struggling so hard, the queen was heartbroken, "Come, tie up the prince!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several eunuchs quickly stepped forward with ropes in their hands. After a difficult struggle and effort, they finally tied Mo Yufeng tightly to the couch.
The Queen looked at Mo Jicang with an unfriendly look, "The Crown Prince is with you, why is the Crown Prince like this?"
Mo Jicang clasped his fists and said, "Mother, I, the Crown Prince and I, were going to the Tianxiang Restaurant to have dinner with Young Master Yun, but I don't know why the Crown Prince acted like this in the middle of the meal."
The Queen slapped Mo Jicang in the face, "Why are you fine, but the Crown Prince is like this?"
A trace of hatred flashed in Mo Jicang's eyes, but he quickly suppressed the emotion, lowered his eyelids, and said nothing.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
The emperor strode in.
"Your Highness!"
"Greetings, Father!"
"Your Majesty!"
The emperor waved his hand and frowned when he heard the prince crying and laughing. "What's wrong with you, prince? What happened?"
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