His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Chapter 2 Everyone wants to kill her.

"Someone come here!"

After a long while, Feng Xingyu staggered to his feet, his face grim as he walked towards the door: "Surround the bridal chamber and don't allow her to step out of the door."

Mo Sangyu watched Feng Xingyu walk out of the room with a cold eye, the smile on her lips gradually widening.

His laughter had a touch of arrogant and sinister charm.

Meeting her was just bad luck for him.

The next day.

The sky was bright.

After a night of rest and recuperation, Mo Sangyu discovered that the body's condition was much better than she had expected.

The injury I sustained last night has mostly healed.

Moreover, the spiritual energy in this world was significantly more abundant than in her own world, which was an unexpected surprise for her as a soul cultivator.

But for now, I still need to strengthen this body before I dare to try to break through the seal on my soul.

No rush, take your time.

Mo Sangyu changed into some light clothes, opened the door, and was about to go out.

At the entrance, two soldiers clad in black armor immediately crossed their halberds and blocked her way.

"His Highness has ordered that the Princess Consort must not step out of her room."

Mo Sangyu stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over the gleaming halberd before settling on the soldier's face.

Although the two were trying their best to hide it, it was still obvious.

They wished they could just stab her to death with their halberds.

Tsk tsk.

It seems everyone in the entire prince's residence wants to kill her.

Right.

After all, she was sent by the Emperor of the Great You to assassinate their prince, and last night she killed two brothers who fought alongside them.

Can understand.

Mo Sangyu chuckled lightly and said calmly, "I'm hungry. If I can't go out, at least give me some food, right?"

The two soldiers glared at her fiercely, but neither of them paid any attention to her.

Mo Sangyu: "I never imagined that being your prince's consort would mean going hungry. It's truly pitiful. If word gets out, who knows what will happen..."

"Your Highness is joking. How could we not give them food?"

At this moment, Granny Yu came over with two maids. Hearing Mo Sangyu's words, she quickly smiled and said, "You just arrived at the Prince's residence last night. You must have had a long journey. This old servant thought you would need to sleep a little longer, which is why I didn't bring you food earlier. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

He said he was sorry, but he didn't give Mo Sangyu a chance to blame him.

After saying that, she turned around and instructed the maids, "Qingwu, Yuhe, hurry up and bring the food in, and serve the princess a proper meal."

"Yes."

Qingwu and Yuhe obediently carried the food box over.

Seeing this, the two soldiers were somewhat reluctant, but after being given a dismissive look by Granny Yu, they finally let the person in.

Mo Sangyu took everything in stride and returned to her room without making a sound.

"Your Highness, please have your meal."

Qingwu set out the food and respectfully addressed Mo Sangyu.

Neither of them showed any emotion on their faces, as if they truly respected Mo Sangyu, the princess consort.

Mo Sangyu glanced at the food on the table.

Four dishes and one soup.

It was very plentiful.

In this impoverished and desolate border town, such a meal is definitely considered top-tier treatment.

Mo Sangyu sat down without any warning and started eating with her chopsticks.

She was really hungry.

Seeing this, Qingwu and Yuhe exchanged a glance, a barely perceptible smile flashing across their eyes.

Eat up, eat up.

Eat more.

Have you eaten?

Mo Sangyu ate heartily, and while eating, she asked the two with a smile, "Want to eat some together? I can't finish all this by myself, don't waste it."

"No, no."

"There is a distinction between superiors and inferiors; this servant dares not."

The two waved their hands repeatedly, their smiles somewhat stiff.

Mo Sangyu was clearly just saying it casually and didn't actually intend for them to eat together.

On the other side, inside the main house of the courtyard.

Army doctor Luo Ming is changing the dressing on Feng Xingyu's wound.

"Your Highness, was it really the Princess Consort who injured you like this? Are you sure you didn't deliberately hold back?"

"What, a princess consort?"

After dressing, Feng Xingyu said coldly, "That's a demoness!"

"A witch?"

A hint of amusement flashed across Luo Ming's handsome face: "An evil spirit paired with a demoness, isn't that a perfect match?"

A pillow was suddenly thrown at him.

"roll!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

The word "evil spirit" is a taboo for Feng Xingyu.

Only Luo Ming would dare to joke about those two words.

"However, Your Highness hasn't suffered such a serious injury in a long time, and your recovery speed is as impressive as ever..."

Before Luo Ming could finish speaking, Feng Xingyu, who was sitting by the bed, suddenly changed his expression and spat out a mouthful of black blood without warning.

"Your Highness!"

Luo Ming was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to check his pulse, muttering in confusion, "What's wrong? His injuries have stabilized, so why is he vomiting blood?"

As he took his pulse, his expression changed in surprise.

"Poisoning?"

How could they be poisoned by their own own drugs?

Luo Ming looked confused, but he didn't have time to ask any more questions, because the poison was extremely dangerous and he had to take the antidote immediately, otherwise he would soon die from the poison.

Fortunately, the poison was their own unique formula, and they carried the antidote with them.

"Your Highness, please take the antidote first."

After taking the antidote, Feng Xingyu's complexion gradually returned to normal.

He closed his eyes to calm himself down, but his face was extremely gloomy.

For a moment, Luo Ming didn't dare to ask what had happened.

Inside the new house.

The two maids stared intently at Mo Sangyu as he ate.

As time goes by, little by little.

at last.

Mo Sangyu let out a soft moan, pressing one hand against her lower abdomen, seemingly in some discomfort.

The two of them immediately held their breath and focused.

They just stared at Mo Sangyu, waiting for her to vomit blood and collapse.

But after waiting and waiting for a long time, Mo Sangyu not only did not collapse, but recovered and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

Qingwu was taken aback and turned to look at Yuhe.

The two exchanged glances. What's going on?

Was the dosage too low, or was the wrong medication administered?

The nanny herself administered the medicine; that shouldn't be the case.

Both of them were somewhat flustered. Qingwu tentatively asked, "Your Highness, what happened just now? Were you feeling unwell?"

"no."

Mo Sangyu had almost finished eating, and her movements became slow and deliberate, her smile gentle and friendly: "It's really delicious, are you sure you don't want some?"

The two shook their heads vigorously, like rattles.

They witnessed Granny Yu poisoning the food; it was in every dish. How could she be alright after eating so much?

Mo Sangyu only felt some abdominal pain, but things were not so peaceful at the main hospital.

Having just taken the antidote, Feng Xingyu was about to get rid of the noisy Luo Ming when he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of black blood.

Luo Ming was so shocked he almost jumped up.

He took Feng Xingyu's pulse again.

Damn it!

I've been poisoned again!

Could it be that the antidote was wrong?

He took out the antidote bottle and examined it carefully.

That's right.

There are three antidotes left.

Luo Ming didn't dare to delay and quickly gave Feng Xingyu a pill.

"Your Highness, what's going on? Don't scare me, my heart can't take it!"

After taking the antidote and recovering, Feng Xingyu walked out without saying a word.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"