Chapter 180
The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife
If Mo Xie could not leave, then he would have to leave, and the poisoning Mu Ziyan would become irrefutable evidence, and she would never be able to get rid of this crime.
He shook his head at Xiang Shaoyu and pursed his lips into a smile, âNo, thank you. Actually, I didnât kill anyone at all and was framed. Iâve come here, so I canât leave.â
Xiang Shaoyu looked at Mo Xieâs stubborn face, and said solemnly: âWhich one of us here isnât wronged? Many wanted to escape, but there was no escape. You really are a special girl. â
âThank you for your praise, Young Master Xiang.â
Mo Long thanked him humbly, then turned and walked in the direction of Yueâer.
Anyone who could stay in this prison was either a good person who had been framed or a bad person who would commit all sorts of crimes.
She didnât know the man in the next cell, so she didnât believe him completely. But his first impression of Mo Li was that Mo Li was not a bad person, so Mo Li was willing to talk to him.
When they reached Yue Erâs side, Mo Liu reminded her, âYue Er, calm down. This is a dungeon, it is normal to have rats. If you are afraid, go and sit on the bed.â
Yueâer hugged her knees, lifted her eyes, covered them with a layer of mist, and replied with a trembling voice,
âThis servant dares not â¦â
Seeing that Yueâer had almost revealed her identity, Mo Liangliang interrupted her in time, âMy good little sister, what happened to you? Could it be that she was scared silly by these little things? Why did you call yourself a servant? â
Yueâer was startled for a moment by Mo Xieâs look, and then lowered her head in silence.
Outside the dungeon, two jailers were guarding the entrance as they looked around vigilantly. However, they didnât notice what was happening. A small thing was staring at them with malicious intent.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The little navigator was on the ground, waving his front paws at the two of them. She had to go back to her master as soon as possible, or her safety would be threatened.
However, these two guards dared to block her way!
The little navigator stared at the two jailers furiously as he gritted his teeth.
After a long while, he saw that the guard didnât intend to give him a chance to escape so he bit down on one of the guards who was standing right next to him.
A scream echoed out which disturbed the others in the cell.
A guard at the door shouted:
âSomeone come quickly!â Someone has escaped from prison!
In a split-second, countless guards rushed over from all around the cell.
They looked around, but didnât see anyone.
The leader of the guards asked coldly, âWhat are you shouting for!?â âWhere is he?â
Prison guard was startled: âWhere is he?â I donât know. â
Another guard covered his legs, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. He lowered his head to look at the ground and started to search for something with his pair of eyes.
When the others followed him to the ground, the little navigator quietly stared at the group of people. The moment they saw her, she gave them a perfect butt, waved her front paw proudly, playfully stuck out her tongue, and quickly disappeared.
Everyone thought they were seeing things. They rubbed their eyes, looked at each other, and asked:
âWhat did you see just now?â
âWhat about you? What did you see? â
âI saw a dragon!â
âMe too!â
âMe too!â
Very quickly, news of this matter spread throughout the Royal Palace.
When Helian Honglie heard the message, it was difficult to conceal the shock in his heart. He looked at the guard kneeling in front of him and asked coldly, âDid everyone see it? Are you sure itâs a dragon? â
The guard hesitated for a moment before resolutely replying:
âYes, Your Majesty, Iâm sure!â
Helian Honglie suddenly laughed heartily. âHahaha! The heavens have blessed my Mirage! Even the wyverns have come to my Ming You Country as a guest! â
After he finished speaking, he retracted his gaze and asked coldly.
âWhereâs the wyvern heading?â
The guard timidly replied, âBefore I saw it, the flying dragon had already disappeared. âYour Majesty, please forgive me.â
âForget it, this has nothing to do with you. Pass on my order. The sudden appearance of a flying dragon in the palace is the blessing of the Ming Nether Kingdom. It will grant the citizens a year of tax forgiveness!â
âYes, your majesty!â
On the second day, news of the wyvern surprise spread throughout the Kingdom of Ming You. When the people saw the notice affixed to the city gates, they all went back home and lit incense to kowtow to the wyvern.
At this moment, the one who was most pleased with himself was the little navigation system.
She travelled through the night and finally arrived at the entrance of the Violet Bamboo Forest. However, she heard someone talking about her. Due to her curiosity, she heard some things from those people.
Who would have thought that everyone would treat her like a dragon offering? She wriggled her tail proudly as she slowly crawled towards the deepest part of the Purple Bamboo Forest. Obviously, she had forgotten that she still had something important to report to her master.
In Ming You Countryâs imperial palace, Qing He Palace, Helian Honglie came here to visit Mu Ziyan after he finished his work in the imperial court.
He sat beside Mu Ziyan and held her hands tightly. With a deep voice, he said to Mu Ziyan, whose eyes were tightly shut,
âYan Er, are you throwing your tantrums at me?â He had slept for an entire day, why wasnât he willing to open his eyes and take a look at me? Thereâs been a lot of trouble in the harem these days, and youâre lying here again as soon as Consort Zhen has left. âYou are the first woman I have ever fallen in love with. Why canât you understand my feelings?â
Seeing that Mu Ziyan had not moved, Helian Honglie let out a deep sigh. He had told her everything that needed to be said. All these years, he had left her alone in the cold palace.
After a long while, Helian Honglie released Mu Ziyanâs hand and stood up to look at the imperial physician who was guarding at the side. With a cold voice, he asked:
âWhy isnât Xiang Fei awake yet?â
When the imperial physicians saw this, they all knelt down. âYour Majesty, Consort Xiangâs poison is a little troublesome. Itâs likely that she wonât be able to wake up within four or five days.â The poison is too strong. It seems that Xiang Fei had suffered some sort of stimulation before she was poisoned, so the only way to wake up is for her to do so herself. â
Looking at the imperial physicianâs hesitant appearance, Helian Honglieâs low and cold voice angrily rebuked:
âSpeak!â What else is there? â
The imperial physician cast a glance at the person on the bed and replied timidly:
âXiang Fei, she, she â¦â
âSpeak!â
âThe environment here isnât suitable for Consort Xiang to recuperate. This subject believes that we should move Consort Xiang out of the Qing He Palace as soon as possible â¦â
Before he could finish his words, Helian Honglie stared coldly at the imperial physician, frightening him so much that the imperial physician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
âWe will arrange for someone to deal with this matter.â
With that, Helian Honglie got up and left the Palace of Qing He. He now needed to go to the dungeon and ask Mo Xie why he wanted to poison her motherâs concubine.
Not long after Helian Honglie left, Mu Ziyan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the imperial physicians who had been guarding her the entire time.
âWe pay our respects to the Empress!â
Mu Ziyan waved her hand at the crowd with a pale face, âYou may rise!â