"But my father is seriously ill, how can I not stay by his side? If my father is no longer able to live and the prince is the only one by his side, then I will never have a chance to turn things around." Cang Tingchen said unwillingly.

Fu Yurou also felt that Prince Mo should return to the capital, otherwise once the crown prince ascended the throne, he would really have no chance of making a comeback.

"There is no time to lose, let's set off immediately." Cang Tingchen didn't even pack his luggage and stood up to leave.

But he suddenly felt a severe pain in his internal organs, as if something was churning wildly in his chest. Before he could even think, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Prince, what's wrong with you?" Fu Yurou looked over worriedly.

The subordinate was also shocked: "My Lord, how are you?"

Cang Tingchen wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. He then felt his eyes go dark and he fainted on the spot.

"Your Highness, hurry, go find a doctor." Fu Yurou immediately supported Cang Tingchen and shouted.

His men did not dare to delay and went to look for it quickly.

Fu Yurou helped King Mo into the room and placed him on the bed. She was already exhausted and out of breath.

Looking at the unconscious King Mo, Fu Yurou was extremely worried.

If it were in the past, she would definitely help him take off his shoes and socks and cover him with a blanket, but at this moment, looking at that pale, bloodless face and thinking of the roast chicken just now, Fu Yurou felt extremely chilled.

It is said that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to provide help in times of need. They had been hungry for two days, and they finally brought back a roast chicken, but King Mo ate it all himself and only gave them a chicken leg.

Although this is just a roast chicken, it can be seen that King Mo is selfish and cold-blooded. If there is danger one day, he will not hesitate to push himself in front of him to block the danger.

Fu Yurou thought about what that person said and began to consider some things.

After a while, the doctor arrived.

"Hurry up and show the prince why he is vomiting blood?" Fu Yurou said.

"Yes." The doctor immediately felt Prince Mo's pulse and then said with a serious expression: "Your Highness has been poisoned."

"Poisoned? How could he be poisoned?" Fu Yurou was puzzled. She suddenly thought of the roast chicken and was shocked.

Could it be that the man poisoned the roast chicken?

But he clearly said that he didn't poison it. No, I also ate the roast chicken, so how could he be fine?

"Can you show me what the prince has been eating recently?" the doctor asked.

"Here, the prince just ate roast chicken and drank water." The subordinate immediately took the doctor to the table where the roast chicken was.

But now, it has turned into a table full of chicken bones.

The doctor immediately took out a silver needle to test it, and after a while, the silver needle turned black.

"This roast chicken is poisonous, and extremely poisonous!" the doctor shouted.

"It was you who poisoned the roast chicken and harmed the prince." The subordinate snorted coldly and immediately drew his sword and pointed it at Fu Yurou.

Fu Yurou's face turned pale. "How could it be? It's impossible. It can't be poisoned. That person clearly said he didn't poison it. I also ate the roast chicken. Why am I fine?"

The subordinate watched Fu Yurou eat the chicken leg and felt strange: "Maybe you took the antidote first?"

"I didn't poison you. I didn't have any poison at all." Fu Yurou retorted.

The doctor frowned: "Can I take your pulse?"

Fu Yurou immediately reached out her hand, and the doctor felt her pulse: "You are also poisoned, but the toxin is less and the onset is slow. Within three days, you will also be poisoned."

Fu Yurou was as if struck by lightning: "No, how could I be poisoned? It must be that person who poisoned me. Doctor, please save me, please save me."

The subordinate then retracted his sword. He almost blamed Fu Yurou by mistake. She was also poisoned.

"You just said that person poisoned the chicken. Who was that person? Where did you get this roast chicken from? Why can't Zhou Kun and I buy any?"

When several other subordinates heard that the prince was vomiting blood, they rushed over and just happened to see this scene when they returned.

Hearing that the roast chicken was poisonous, the subordinate who had just asked Prince Mo for the roast chicken felt that he had escaped a calamity. He was really glad that the prince had rejected him at that time, otherwise he would have been the one poisoned .

Fu Yurou's face was very ugly. She knew she couldn't hide it anymore, so she could only speak up: "I went out for a while but didn't buy anything. An old man selling roast chicken said that he had only one roast chicken left, so he sold it to me. He must have poisoned it."

She didn't dare say that the man was the Queen's man, otherwise these people would not believe her if she said she was not aware of it.

"That's right, it must be that old man who poisoned him. Come with me to catch him now." The subordinate snorted angrily.

"Okay." Fu Yurou had to do this even if it was just for show. She couldn't let them suspect anything.

"Don't go. Since the other party deliberately poisoned you, he must have escaped. The most urgent thing is to help the prince detoxify." Another subordinate, Pang Qi, said.

They then gave up: "Doctor, can you please help my prince detoxify quickly?"

The doctor looked solemn and said, "Although I know that the prince has been poisoned, I don't know what kind of poison it is. This poison is extremely powerful. If there is no antidote, I am afraid that the prince will die of the poison in three days."

"Doctor, please save my prince at all costs. Let me know if you need anything." Pang Qi said.

The doctor shook his head and said, "I have never seen this kind of poison before. There is nothing I can do to cure it."

Fu Yurou's face was ashen: "Doctor, am I really hopeless? Please save me?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that I really can't save him. You'd better seek help from someone else." After saying that, he left.

Fu Yurou fell to the ground, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy cave.

She doesn't want to die, she hasn't lived enough.

"It's all your fault, you evil spirit. You've harmed the prince. If you hadn't brought back the roast chicken, the prince wouldn't have eaten it and wouldn't have been poisoned!" one of the subordinates accused.

"That's right, it was you who harmed the prince."

"If anything happens to the prince, we will not let you go." All the subordinates condemned and cursed Fu Yurou.

Fu Yurou was so aggrieved that she wanted to die: "I have never thought of harming the prince. You have to believe me. We have experienced so many assassinations along the way. If I wanted to escape, I would have left long ago and would not have stayed until now. Now I just hope that the prince will be fine."

"That's your fault. If you hadn't brought back the roast chicken, the prince would have been fine." The subordinate refused to give in.

"Lock her up first and make a decision after the prince wakes up." Pang Qi said.

"Yes." The men came over to pull the man away.

"No, you can't do this to me. The prince needs someone to serve him, and I have to protect him." Fu Yurou retorted.

"If you continue to serve the prince, he will lose his life. Take him away!" Pang Qi said solemnly.

The men ignored Fu Yurou's struggle and locked her in the woodshed.

Pang Qi looked at the unconscious prince with a dark look in his eyes.

"Brother Pang, since the doctor has asserted that the prince will not live for more than three days, why don't we leave? I can't stay in this desolate place called Lincheng anymore." said one of his men.

"That's right. We haven't eaten for two days. I asked the prince for a chicken bone and he scolded me. Luckily he didn't give it to me, otherwise I would have been poisoned."