After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"What is it?"

"..."

Wu Xu did not answer, his gaze passing through the wall towards the direction of Qiyue Palace.

After a long while, he looked away and said, "Imperial Physician, let's look for other methods."

"...I'll go back and look through some ancient books. His Majesty will wake up once tonight, and I'll trouble you to inform him of His Majesty's condition then."

"Um."

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful.

Because this matter should not be known to outsiders, the old physician Liu took only Liu Ji into the library and browsed through medical books with the guards.

Time passed, and before long it was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), Mo Yan woke up.

"His Majesty!"

Wu Xu quickly helped him up: "Your Majesty, how are you feeling?"

"Has the poison taken effect?"

"Yes, Physician Liu said that the medicine on Feng Zhong's dagger has aggravated the remaining poison in His Majesty's body. Now, if we want to detoxify, the only way is..."

He clenched his fist: "The only option is to heed the words of the Imperial Advisor."

"Wu Xu".

Mo Yan glanced at him and said, "I will say it one last time: in my heart, Aci is more important than my life."

"Anyone who dares to harm him will be torn to pieces by me, without asking why."

"..."

Wu Xu remained silent for a long time before finally lowering his head: "But the poison in His Majesty's body..."

"Have Physician Liu develop a prescription to suppress the toxins as soon as possible; I will make the rest of the decisions myself."

"Yes."

"How is the Yong Kingdom doing?"

"Chu Li has been very quiet lately and hasn't made any moves, while Chu Ling is still recovering from her injuries."

"Find a way to tie up Chu Li and make Chu Ling exchange him for the snow lotus."

Mo Yan clutched his wound. "Do everything you can to get this done. I need to receive news of Chu Li's capture within three days."

"…yes."

Kidnapping their prince within the territory of Yong Kingdom is not easy, which is why Mo Yan initially did not have any designs on Yong Kingdom's snow lotus. But now he can't care about that anymore.

All he knew was that if he died, what would happen to his Aci?

Helpless and alone...

Just thinking about Mo Yan makes my heart ache!

Suppressing his thoughts, he closed his eyes briefly: "Is Aci alright?"

"Very well. The Queen played chess for half the morning, sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun at noon, and sat by the window to read in the evening."

"Does he miss me?"

"...This servant doesn't know."

"Get out of here."

After Wu Xu left, Mo Yan leaned against the headboard and suddenly longed to see A Ci.

But he must be very ugly now, right?

Aci already disliked him, and seeing him like this, she'll probably despise him even more.

His vision blurred, and beads of dark blood trickled from his lips, which he gently wiped away. He let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and endured the pain alone.

In a daze, he felt himself lose consciousness, and everything was done on instinct.

Qiyue Palace.

Chu Junci went to bed early to rest. The candles in Qiyue Palace were extinguished, and he lay on the couch, breathing heavily.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the window, and through the moonlight, he saw a man standing in front of the window.

The figure looked familiar; it was Mo Yan.

"Mo Yan?"

He sat up: "Why are you here?"

Mo Yan remained silent and walked towards him step by step.

As they drew closer, Chu Junci caught a whiff of blood and frowned slightly. "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yan remained silent, stopping in front of the bed and staring intently at him.

"You've been poisoned?" Chu Junci realized something was wrong.

A sense of crisis arose, and Chu Junci moved back a little, reaching for the dagger.

But before he could take a step back, Mo Yan suddenly moved.

He strode over, pinned him down, and his bloodshot eyes swept across his lips.

"ink……"

The rest of his words were stuck between his lips and teeth. Chu Junci was forced to tilt his head back and soon found himself unable to breathe.

He pushed against Mo Yan's chest, but the other grabbed his wrist with such force that it left a red mark on his fair wrist.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Junci's mouth was dry, but Mo Yan still did not let go of him.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Chu Junci struggled and bit Mo Yan hard, the taste of blood instantly spreading in her mouth.

"Aci..."

Mo Yan became even more excited. He grabbed Chu Junci's waist, made him sit in his lap, and then kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Tears and saliva temporarily restored Mo Yan's senses. He held Chu Junci in his arms and gently touched the wound on his lip: "Aci, does it hurt?"

"..."

Chu Junci had no idea what Mo Yan had done wrong again and just wanted to stay away from him.

Chu Junci shoved Mo Yan away forcefully, earning a muffled groan from Mo Yan. He paused, glancing sideways at Chu Junci.

All that could be seen was that Mo Yan's robes below the waist were soaked with blood, which flowed down the robes, dripping onto the bed.

"..."

Chu Junci stood there, clenching his fists: "How did you get this injury?"

"I was stabbed by Zhou He's men, but I'm fine."

"Is it alright?"

Chu Junci sneered: "It's been almost five days since you were injured, and the wound is still bleeding. Is this nothing serious?"

"Is Aci concerned about me?"

Mo Yan remained unserious, but Chu Junci had no time to play along. He stepped forward and tore open Mo Yan's robe below the waist.

This was the first time Chu Junci had been so "proactive," and Mo Yan was taken aback: "Aci, you..."

"Shut up."

With a cold expression, he tore open Mo Yan's robe and saw a circle of white gauze.

The gauze was soaked with blood, turning reddish-black, indicating a serious situation.

He carefully removed the gauze, and finally saw the wound.

The edges of the wound were white from being soaked in water, and the flesh that should have scabbed over long ago looked incredibly gruesome, with thin streams of blood seeping out from the wound.

"You're still saying you're fine even after all this?"

Chu Junci suddenly became a little angry, "Why don't you just die of pain?"

He found some hemostatic powder and some new gauze. "Lie down."

"..."

Mo Yan lay obediently on the couch, his eyes following his movements.

Although his tone was stern, his actions were gentle.

After cleaning the dirt from the wound, Chu Junci sprinkled medicinal powder on it. He looked serious, his red lips slightly pursed.

Mo Yan was stunned.

"Aci is so beautiful."

Mo Yan's inability to distinguish between what's important and what's urgent prompted Chu Junci to glance at him sideways: "If you say another word, get out of here."

"..."

Mo Yan remained silent.

With the annoying sounds gone, Chu Junci sprinkled the medicine powder, but looked at Mo Yan lying flat with some difficulty.

Mo Yan lay there, unable to be wrapped in gauze, so he could only help Mo Yan lean against the headboard: "Don't move."

"Um."

Mo Yan naturally obeyed, his gaze following Chu Junci from his hair to his toes.

He saw Aci press herself against his chest, wrap her arms around him, and wrap the gauze around and around again.

After wrapping the gauze several times, Chu Junci tied a knot.

"I don't know if this medicine will work, but since your wound is still bleeding after five days, it means that the thing that injured you was coated with poison, and not just any poison."

"Um."

Mo Yan nodded: "Physician Liu is already looking for an antidote, Aci, you don't need to worry."

"I wasn't worried about you at all."

Chu Junci walked around him and got onto the bed: "I just don't want you to go crazy like you did before."

"Feel sorry."

After losing his mind, he followed his instincts and came to Qiyue Palace. The first thing he wanted to do when he saw Aci was to kiss him.