Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This was the medicinal pill that she swiped from Wen Ruwan’s lapels. The pill that could supposedly help damaged mystic meridians recover.
However, after thorough, repeated examinations from Qiao Mu, she discovered that it was an ordinary meridian pill. After ingesting it, it could mend the normal meridians inside a person, but it could not mend damaged mystic meridians like what Wen Ruwan said.
Hence, it was technically completely useless for her father.
She remembered Wen Ruwan said that this medicinal pill was gifted to her by a nomadic Daoist priest. It sounded false no matter how she thought about it.
However, all of this was pointless now because… people dying was like a candle sniffing out. Everything became unimportant.
*Plop!* The white porcelain jar was tossed into the water and slowly sunk down.
Mo Lian reached out to hold her hand and pulled her to the bottom of the bridge. “Do you feel better after standing in the breeze for so long?”
“Don’t you think I’m cruel?” The child’s head was lowered as she kicked the tiny rock at her feet.
Mo Lian squeezed her hand with a smile. “When I was eight, I killed a personal elderly female servant who took care of me and implicated many people. Back then, they were all killed at Royal Father’s command. Do you think I’m cruel?”
“She harmed you!” The little fellow raised her chin and intently stared at the youth with her pitch-black eyes.
“That’s right. I discovered that she wanted to poison me. Back then, she pitifully begged me and knelt on the ground, crying and bawling. She told stories about me from when I was three years old until I was seven years old and kept repenting to me. She described how diligently she took care of me.” Mo Lian absentmindedly looked up at the night sky.
“I didn’t forgive her. More than that… I personally killed her. I once respected her greatly. She looked to be a very benevolent woman.”
“She deserved to die,” Qiao Mu coldly said. “You didn’t do anything wrong. What right does a traitor have to cry and wail in front of you? If it was me, I would make sure she wouldn’t have the mercy of life or death.”
That “friend” of hers from the previous life better pray to the gods that he did not appear in front of her! Otherwise… she absolutely would not spare him!
“Do… do you have to go back?” The child tugged on Crown Prince Mo’s hand.
“I’m not busy. I can stay a few days.” The crown prince was aloof as he said that. Huifeng, who was secretly following them, exchanged a covert look with Ao Ye.
These last two days, impeachment letters were sent to the queen like a flurry of snow. The crown prince ditching the state affairs and running off in the middle of the night had alerted even Her Majesty the Queen Dowager, so how could things be as calm as a certain lord depicted them?
Mo Lian suddenly reached out and picked up the child. He leaned close to her neck and sniffed. “Why do I smell something awful on you?”
Qiao Mu: …
‘I really want to slap this guy to death! You caused this stench!’
“It’s your subordinate who was stinky! Your subordinate passed on the stink to me!” Qiao Mu rolled her eyes, Her lips involuntarily twitched when she recalled Hidden Flower’s appearance as he pretended to be a zombie madly chasing that woman all over the street.
“Then I’ll go back and punish him later for you. How about it?” the crown prince asked with a serious expression.
Qiao Mu could not help but feel curious and looked up at him. “How do you plan to punish him?”
“I’ll order him to pretend to be a zombie for half a month and won’t allow him to bathe. What do you think about this method?” Mo Lian looked down and winked at the child.
Ao Ye and Huifeng, who were secretly following them, felt their feet slip. Deep sympathy for the captain of the Hidden Pavilion rose in their hearts.
The child’s eyes immediately turned round. “He isn’t allowed to appear in front of me again!” ‘Otherwise, I might faint from the stench!’