Dr. Liu’s words didn’t need a response from Mo Yunjing at all. Standing beside him, An Xuetang let out a cold snort. Her icy eyes fell on Dr. Liu’s face, and she said with extreme disdain:
“As long as I, the empress, am here, Doctor Liu thinks that with Yun Rui’s meager skills in poison making, he dares to present himself and disgrace me?”
: “….”
Hearing An Xuetang’s arrogant words, Dr. Liu’s face immediately darkened. His eyes became sharp as he looked at An Xuetang.
A moment later, he seemed to think of something and the corner of his mouth twitched into a sinister smile. “Heh… So Princess North Frontier thinks that as long as King North Frontier’s pulse is normal now, the poison in his body is gone?”
“!”
Doctor Liu’s words made An Xue Tang’s hands clench instantly, and her brows furrowed.
What does he mean by that?
The pulse is gone, but the poison hasn’t been cured?
At this moment, a hint of panic gradually appeared in An Xue Tang’s eyes.
Standing beside her, Feng Ming noticed and immediately reached out to grab her wrist, softly soothing, “A Tang, don’t listen to his ramblings. Whether the King of Bei Jiang has been cured or not, you and I both know the truth.”
“A-Tang, you must believe in your own medical skills, and even more so in my brother’s. Since we both can’t see any problems, there won’t be any. Besides, that little bit of poison shouldn’t cause any other unexpected complications.”
After Feng Ming finished speaking, Mo Yunjing, not far away, had already turned his head. His gentle gaze looked towards her, his eyes seemed to be comforting her, and his low voice also carried a soothing meaning:
“Those at their wit’s end are just being alarmist, my dear. Don’t worry, I know my own body best and am perfectly fine.”
Indeed, after Feng Ming and Mo Yun Jing finished speaking, An Xue Tang’s tightly strung body relaxed a little.
She looked at Fengming and Moyunjing, meeting their determined gazes, and slowly felt her heart ease.
Also!
She was unsettled by just one word from Doctor Liu. It seemed she still cared too much for Mo Yunjing.
The more you care, the easier it is to be disturbed.
She shouldn’t doubt her medical skills.
Even if her pulse reading was inaccurate, she had been observing Mo Yunjing’s condition for these past few days and hadn’t noticed anything amiss.
So right now, it must be Dr. Liu who is deliberately trying to confuse her and disrupt her thoughts.
And Mo Yunjing, after soothing An Xue Tang’s words, no longer gave Dr. Liu a chance to speak.
I saw him directly strike Liu the doctor’s mute point, preventing him from speaking another word.
And at this moment, Mo Yunchen had also discovered the presence of An Xuetang and Feng Ming and others.
His bloodshot eyes stared deep into An Xuetang’s, and if he hadn’t known the truth of the matter, perhaps he would have acted like a beggar now, pleading with An Xuetang to give him an antidote and cure his poison.
But at this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing.
Mo Yunchen’s whole body felt increasingly weary at this moment, and he knew his time was running out.
She was staring straight at Mo Yunjing’s face, her trembling hand reaching out towards him, wanting to touch the scar on his face.
Mòyúnjǐng’s obsidian eyes fell upon his face, unconcerned by the trembling hand he had raised with difficulty. His expression was stoic, and he uttered a single sentence in a flat tone, “Does Your Majesty have anything else to say?”
Mo Yunchen knew he couldn’t reach Mo Yunjing. He let go of his hand with a sigh, shaking his head wryly, “Your Majesty is just a joke in this life. But Your Majesty still wants to tell you that before Yunrui appeared, my feelings for you were real.”
This goes without saying, Mo Yun Jing naturally understood it as well.
Whether someone is sincere to him, Mo Yunjing can feel it.
But his dark eyes still held no emotion, staring blankly into Mo Yunchen’s eyes, “Where is Zilin? Does the elder brother have something to say to him?”
When it came to his son, Mo Junyi, Mo Yunchen’s expression was cold and distant.
He pondered for a moment before shaking his head and saying, “Ziling has never been close to me. I only let him be born so that there would be a deeper bond between you.”
“Your older brother knows you value family above all else, so he intentionally kept Ziling alive. This way, you’d be even more heartbroken about us staying in the capital, and it would encourage you to work tirelessly to strengthen the Northern Border Army to protect both of us.”
I think Ziling must be deeply disappointed in me as his father. In the future, please don’t mention me, your unworthy father, to him.
He genuinely had no emotional foundation for Mo Junyi.
Moreover, he couldn’t even remember what Mo Junyi’s mother looked like.
Everything back then was just a setup, a play.
An Xue Tang, who was standing nearby, felt a surge of discontent upon hearing his words.
At least Mo Jun Yi had once sincerely treated Mo Yun Chen, his father king.
Her eyes turned sharp, coldly falling on Mo Yunchen.
A moment later, she couldn’t remember what came to mind, her brow furrowed, and she immediately walked over.
She stood beside Mo Yunjing, looking down at Mo Yunchen who was lying on the ground. Her voice was cold as she asked, “What about that flower? Have you ever had feelings for her?”
When it came to the mention of Hua Duo’er, Mo Yunchen’s eyes finally showed some fluctuation.
If he said he had never fallen for the flower, it would be impossible to believe.
When he first met Huāduǒ, he was indeed smitten with that vivacious young lady.
He was more aware of his situation at the time, and he shouldn’t have been involved in romance then.
Having deeply believed in Yun Rui’s ability to detect lies, he was consumed by a desire for revenge at the time.
So it’s impossible to make any response to the feelings of a flower.
If he had to say, in this lifetime, the only woman who had ever touched his heart, it would be Hua Duo’er.
It’s a pity that the amount of thought he put into it paled in comparison to the hatred he imagined.
So he still owed her an apology, even going so far as to seek revenge by having her enter the palace as a spy, becoming the emperor’s bed companion.
But what use is it to say too much now?
blinded by hatred, he had long since discarded that meager affection.
What love? It had long vanished from his life.
An Xuetang didn’t need to wait for Mo Yunjing’s response; just by looking at the changes in his facial expression, she already guessed his thoughts.
At that moment, I suddenly felt a sense of relief.
She thought, if the flowers knew that Mo Yunchen had once had a little bit of love for her, perhaps she could find peace even in death.
An Xuetang didn’t ask any more questions at this time. Anyway, Mo Yunchen wouldn’t live for long, so she just let him go down to apologize to Huaduoer.
Feeling the weakening of Mo Yunchen’s breath, Mo Yunjing suddenly asked, “Back then, why did Imperial Brother believe everything Yunrui said? Was it because of Mother? Did Mother say something to Imperial Brother?”