The Emperor of Western Yue stood up with Jiang Bin's hand and said in a deep voice: "Murong Yu, please take care of it." Mu Qingyi lowered her eyes and knew that the Emperor of Western Yue wanted to suppress this matter. It seemed that the Emperor of Western Yue was really old. If it were twenty years ago, these princes would not be able to fall. But... I am afraid that this matter would not be able to suppress it if the Emperor of Western Yue wanted to suppress it. Whether it was Rong Xuan, the Nangong family, or Rong Zhang, who was watching the fire from the other side of the river, I was afraid that this matter would not be allowed to pass it smoothly.

"I'm back to the palace, you...you can do it."

"Give me a visit to Your Majesty." Mu Qingyi said respectfully.

After seeing off the Western Yue Emperor, Mu Qingyi looked at Rong Jin who was sitting aside and said, "What's wrong? He didn't talk back." Rong Jin opened his eyes and said lightly, "The old man is indeed sick."

"Hmm?" Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows. Rong Jin said, "He has the smell of purgating jade pill."

"What is that?"

Rong Jin said lightly: "That is a life-delaying medicine unique to the Western Yue royal family. It is harmful to the body. If it weren't for the irresistible illness, no one would be willing to take it. I was eight years old and only had one breath left. Finally, I used half a jade pill to hang my life and then found someone to save it."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyi was shocked, "What's the harm? Are you..." Thinking of Rong Jin's occasional uncontrollable temper, the disease that occurs wildly every once in a while, and the pain of vomiting blood from time to time. If these are the harms of Shuyu Dan, then no one will eat it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Rong Jin shook his head and smiled, "It's only part of it. The damage to the body of the medicine is not fixed. Some people will be deaf, some people will be blind, and some people will even be paralyzed all over the body. However, before the effect of the medicine is fully reflected on me, something happened. The effect of the medicine on me was the least. Moreover, I was only eight years old at the time, so I only took half a pill. The effect of this Yudan Pill is not as simple as one plus one. The effect of the whole pill is incomparable to half. However, this is no different for the old man, and he may not be able to last until the toxicity is fully emitted."

Mu Qingyi frowned and said, "If as you said, Your Majesty should prepare for the successor's business now, why did he still suppress the matter of King Duan? Aren't he afraid of his brothers' conflicts behind him?"

Rong Jin also frowned, was silent for a while before snorting, "I was almost deceived by the old man! If he was really convinced, Shu Yudan would only be afraid that I would see that the farther he hid, the better. Why would he go to Fengtian Mansion? Qingqing doesn't have to worry, I will check it out carefully. Now... I will listen to the old man to solve Murong Yu to avoid any more trouble." Murong Yu has lived too long!

Mu Qingyi nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

In the Fengtian Mansion Prison, Murong Yu was sitting on the somewhat chaotic haystack under the dark candlelight. His depressed expression made people unable to tell that he was the most prestigious sixth prince in China a year ago.

Looking at the dim and cold cell in front of him, Murong Yu had no idea what he could do or what he could think. In fact, he had already understood in his heart that when he promised King Duan to escape from China, he was already done, but he was unwilling to struggle hard. The hard work this year, he was careful, but in the end it was still a waste.

Involuntarily, he remembered the woman in red who died in the fire in Cuihong Pavilion a year ago. In fact, she didn't like red clothes. The former eldest lady of the Gu family could be called unique in the capital in terms of appearance and talent. If it weren't for the far-reaching age difference and the father was interested in suppressing the Gu family, it wouldn't be his turn to get engaged to the Gu family back then. I'm afraid Gu Yunge would have been the crown princess long ago.

He couldn't help but think that if he had not had such arrogant ambition back then, would he have already married that peerless woman and still remained at ease as King Gong of China, and would have already had a group of children?

Unfortunately, there has never been any ifs in this world!

He harmed the Gu family and was in a glorious moment. In exchange for the crazy revenge of the Gu family, his mother's brother and wife died in a bad life, and he fled from China in a panic.

He framed Mo Wenqing to seize the position of Master of Medicine King Valley, but in the end he was exploited and betrayed by the people of Medicine King Valley. He really responded to that sentence, isn’t it because the time has not come?

"Yun Ge... Will you forgive me when I get underground?" Murong Yu's voice echoed quietly in the empty cell.

Scream-

The door of the cell that was originally closed was opened from outside, and Mu Qingyi walked in with a pot of wine. Walking outside the cell, he looked at Mu Qingyi calmly. Murong Yu looked at her in a daze, and slowly moved his eyes to the pot of wine in her hand, his expression slightly changed, "Has the trial been completed?"

Putting the wine pot on the table aside, Mu Qingyi sat down and said calmly: "The so-called interrogation is just a cover. Don't you understand? How could the royal family give such a scandal a chance to spread?"

Murong Yu couldn't help but laugh, "So, if you want me to testify against King Duan, is it just to destroy his reputation? In the end, the charge will fall on me?"

"Do you think you are wronged?" Mu Qingyi tilted her head and asked strangely. No matter whether Rong Yan could commit suicide, the fact that Murong Yu ordered someone to poison King Zhuang was still true. Murong Yu was stunned and finally shook his head and laughed, "You are right, I am not wronged."

After struggling for so long, he didn't know why he was persisting. It turned out that from the moment he left China, he was just a chess piece in secret that could be abandoned at any time. He smiled sadly, and Murong Yu even hated himself for why he didn't die in China.

Mu Qingyi took the wine pot and poured the wine into the quilt, while saying lightly: "What else should I ask if Prince Gong?"

Murong Yu stared at Mu Qingyi all the time and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Murong Yu asked this question more than once, but never got a real answer. He wanted to know who he had lost to.

He was so persistent, Mu Qingyi was a little funny, "Is it that important who I am?"

Murong Yu didn't say anything, but the look of staring at her tightly explained his thoughts.

Mu Qingyi raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, raised her hand to pull down the hair tied up on her head. The soft black hair hanged down, making the already exquisite face look even more soft. Originally, Murong Yu didn't understand what she was going to do, but soon, when she raised her hand to wipe off the disguise on her face, Murong Yu was shocked to find that the boy in white whom she had always thought in front of her was actually a weak girl.
Chapter completed!