"The guilty minister heard what he said. After the old emperor returned to the palace, he immediately sent people to look for the mother and daughter, but they did not find them."
"The only characteristic is that the baby girl has a lotus-shaped birthmark on her waist."
Mo Rongyan suddenly tightened his grip on the little jade cat.
The curve of his lips tightened.
"The old emperor never gave up searching, and kept asking people to secretly search for the mother and daughter."
"After this search, there has been no news for more than thirty years."
Cheng Zhou glanced at Mo Ronyan secretly: "It turns out that the old emperor wanted to pass the throne to the eldest princess. Later, because of the mother and daughter, they never mentioned it again."
"According to what the old man said, the old emperor would at least find his daughter who was living abroad before abdicating the throne."
"Xing Ming is different from Nan Chen and Dong Qi. Xing Ming has two treasures, one is cold Gu and the other is Linglong Gu. If you want to be recognized by the people of Xingming, you must know how to raise Linglong Gu and Han Gu."
"And this method has been passed down from generation to generation by the royal family."
Mo Ronyan narrowed his eyes: "Do they have any news about this woman?"
Cheng Zhou shook his head: "The old man came back three years ago. He seems to be still looking for someone."
Mo Rongyan's pupils were covered with chill.
He held the little jade cat in his hands, and there was no emotion in his voice, "This palace will leave a Zilin guard in your house. If there is any news about the old man, please report it to this palace immediately."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Mo Rongyan lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhou indifferently, "As for you, you are still the city lord."
Cheng Zhou's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he looked up at Mo Ronyan in disbelief, "Your Highness..."
"But if you use poison to harm people and then harm the people, this palace will never forgive you lightly. This time I will give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious deeds."
"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"
When the two returned to Cheng Qingshu's courtyard, Su Ruotang happened to come out.
The gloom in Cheng Zhou's eyes completely dissipated.
He took a step forward and saluted Su Ruotang respectfully, "I have met the third prince's concubine."
As he spoke, he kept glancing into the house.
Su Ruotang glanced at Mo Ronyan and said calmly: "I have forced most of the poison out of Mr. Ling's body for him."
"But he has been poisoned for too long, and forcing them all out rashly will kill him."
"You treat him according to the prescription, and the remaining poison will be completely eliminated in three months."
There was sourness in Cheng Zhou's eyes, and his voice was slightly choked, "The third prince and concubine's life-saving grace will be unforgettable."
Su Ruotang looked at him steadily and asked, "Cheng Qingshu knows the art of Gu?"
Cheng Zhou shook his head: "No, it's Chen Hui."
"Although the worms in his body can prolong his life, they can also kill him at any time. I have taken out the worms in his body for him."
"Thank you, Third Princess!" Cheng Zhou thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and spread his palms.
A black Gu insect lay in his palm.
"This is the illusion mother Gu among the people in the city..."
Su Ruotang interrupted him lightly: "You cast the poison yourself, and you have to cure it yourself."
Cheng Zhou put away the mother Gu with his backhand and nodded, "Yes."
After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Third Princess, are you going to Xingming?"
Su Ruotang was stunned and hummed softly.
Cheng Zhou looked solemn: "Old Emperor Xingming has not abdicated. The eldest princess is the most qualified person to inherit the throne. The court is extremely chaotic."
"And the members of the Xingming Royal Family are very good at poisoning. Your Highness and the third prince and concubine must be careful."
The old man who taught him the Gu technique once killed a giant tiger with just one Gu insect.
Although the third prince's concubine's Gu skills are also good, compared with the Xingming royal family, it is like the difference between a side branch and an orthodox one.
Su Ruotang nodded slightly: "Thank you City Master Cheng for the reminder."
This time when they go to Xingming, they want to get someone else’s treasure...
Well.
My head hurts just thinking about it.
He will probably be chased by thousands of troops.
...
Return to the inn.
Just as we reached the stairs, Ah Fu's resentful voice came, "You two are finally willing to come back."
The voice is plaintive and the tone is sad.
Even worse than the concubines in the cold palace.
Su Ruotang raised his hand to his forehead: "Have you fallen out of favor?"
Ah Fu stood at the top of the stairs and looked at her faintly, "Only Madam knows?"
Hasn't he fallen out of favor...
Every time the young master woke up before, the first person his name would be called was him.
But now, the young master only thinks about his nanny.
Su Ruotang: "..."
She lazily raised her eyes and looked at Ah Fu with a half-smile, her red lips parted lightly, "How about you let him call you daddy?"
"No! Ye Ye only wants a baby daddy!" A soft, crying voice suddenly came.
Xing Nanye hugged the pillow and stood barefoot in the corridor.
Her delicate and beautiful face was full of tears.
"Ye Ye only wants daddy..."
He didn't cry loudly, just sobbed weakly.
Quan Hongying just came back.
He raised his hands to cover his eyes, looking blank.
Mo Ronyan glanced at Quan Hongying from the corner of his eye, and said in a calm voice, "Take your nephew away."
Quan Hongying crossed his arms and leaned on the handrail of the stairs, "Master Rong, you must be honest and trustworthy."
The implication is that you promised to cook fresh milk porridge for Xing Nanye before going out in the morning, and you couldn't break your promise.
Mo Ronyan snorted coldly: "Make milk and porridge yourself."
He only said that he would give him fresh milk porridge, but not that he would cook it with his own hands.
Ah Fu's tone was distressed and plaintive: "Young master, I want to drink what my father and I have boiled."
Damn it!
His valet was about to lose his job.
Mo Ronyan narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "You haven't endured it yet?"
Ah Fu's eyes widened: "How is that possible! I have cooked it a long time ago and have been warming it on the oven in the room."
Mo Rongyan pulled Su Ruotang into the house.
He casually picked up the bowl on the table, stirred it twice casually in the white cup on the oven with a spoon, scooped out half a bowl of porridge and handed it to Xing Nanye.
Xing Nanye took it with bright eyes: "Daddy did it for Ye Ye?"
Mo Ronyan didn't feel burdened by the deception: "Yeah."
Xing Nanye showed a satisfied smile, which captivated the country and the city.
He held the porridge bowl and couldn't wait to take a spoonful.
Immediately, he was so burned that he stuck out his tongue and kept fanning it, but he couldn't bear to spit out the porridge in his mouth.
He said vaguely: "Daddy is so kind to Ye Ye."
Quan Hongying and Ah Fu, who had witnessed all this, were stunned.
Is this okay?
What about the moral integrity of the third prince Dongqi who deceives people with the intelligence of a three-year-old child?
Mo Rongyan glanced at him lightly: "I'll cook the porridge for him, and take him away after eating."
Ah Fu opened his mouth: "...Okay."
He always felt like something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
He obviously cooked the porridge, why did it become the third prince's?
Just because he disturbed it twice?
