The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

Mu Yunjin leaned against the door, and soon Yang Qingning's voice came from the imperial study——

"My lord, take a break and eat something." Yang Qingning stretched out her hand and put the tremella soup on the side tray in front of Beitang Wenfeng.

"No need." Beitang said lazily upon hearing the wind.

Hearing this, Yang Qingning's smile froze, and then she winked at Jingyang who was beside her.

Jingyang caught Yang Qingning's gaze, frowned, bit her lower lip, stood still for a while, and didn't speak.

Seeing that she was not moving, Yang Qing stared at Jingyang, turned her head, and looked at Beitang Wenfeng with a smile, "My lord, this child Jingyang has been pestering my concubine early in the morning, saying that he has something to say to the monarch, and my concubine doesn't know what this child is going to say."

"Oh? What does Jingyang want to say to the emperor?" Beitang Wenfeng put down the memorial in his hand, looked at Jingyang with some patience.

Jingyang was stared at by Beitang Wenfeng and Yang Qingning, and some didn't know where to look, she opened her mouth but made no sound.

Seeing this, Yang Qingning didn't feel angry all over her body, but she still smiled and looked at Jingyang, "Jingyang, tell your father quickly!"

"Father, son, son..." Jingyang managed to say a few words, then stopped again, closed his mouth, and lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat depressed.

"Jingyang, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Beitang heard that Jingyang was like this, and wanted to stand up, but felt a little weak.

Alas, there were too many worries, and even his body collapsed day by day.

Yang Qingning walked to Jingyang's side, gave her a hard look, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and squeezed it tightly.

Jingyang was a little frightened by Yang Qingning's gaze, and then shrank her neck, "Father, I haven't had dinner with you for a long time, I want to ask Father to have lunch with my son at noon."

After Jingyang finished speaking, she quickly glanced at Yang Qingning.

"So it's about this matter, such trivial things, you just need to talk to the father directly, and the father will naturally agree to you." Beitang chuckled lightly upon hearing the wind.

"Then, at noon, I will wait for the emperor to come." Jingyang said cautiously.

Beitang nodded upon hearing the wind.

On the side, Yang Qingning said with a smile, "This child really frightened the concubine, I thought there was something important!"

"Mother's queen..." Jingyang looked at Yang Qingning and lengthened the ending sound.

"Okay, Jingyang, let's go back first, your father is still busy approving memorials, let's not disturb him." Yang Qingning said with a smile.

Jing Yang nodded.

The mother and daughter then leaned over to bid farewell to Beitang.

Outside the door, Mu Yunjin heard the movement inside, and immediately evacuated to the side of the pillar.

The moment Yang Qingning stepped out of the door, Mu Yunjin could clearly see the flash of success and disdain on Yang Qingning's face, while Jingyang on the side hung her head, obviously unhappy.

Mu Yunjin pursed her lips, secretly feeling that the meal that Jingyang invited Beitang to hear the wind must not be simple.

Otherwise, if you have a good lunch, how could Jingyang be so hesitant.

After a while, after Yang Qingning and Jingyang's people left, Mu Yunjin, who was leaning on the pillar, suddenly heard a secret voice——

"Princess, after the empress left, there were a lot of dark lines around the hall. It seems that Yang Qingning's eyeliner is already all over the side of King Beiming."

Mu Yunjin froze for a moment, Yang Qingning? eyeliner?

Involuntarily, Mu Yunjin gradually clenched her fists.

At this time, Huang Yan sent another secret voice, "I have set up formations around the entrance of the main hall. The princess can go to the monarch now, and those eyeliners won't find it."

After Huang Yan finished speaking, Mu Yunjin walked towards the door of the imperial study without any hesitation, and before leaving, she glanced at Qiqi beside her, "You wait here for me."

Qiqi nodded.

Mu Yunjin didn't knock on the door, but directly opened the door and entered the imperial study.

After seeing the people inside, Mu Yunjin froze for a moment, and frowned, as if thinking that she had misread.

Not seeing him for just a few months, Beitang Wenfeng lost a lot of weight, the hair on his temples has turned gray, his face has more wrinkles, and his complexion looks very bad, the hand holding the memorial is still trembling slightly.

"Who?" Beitang almost cursed angrily when he saw a woman in court lady's attire push the door in.

Mu Yunjin made a 'shh' gesture at him, approached Beitang Wenfeng, knelt down beside him, and lowered her voice, "Father, it's me, Yunjin."

When Beitang heard the word Yunjin, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes showed surprise, "Jinhua, is it really you?"

Mu Yunjin nodded, looked around, and whispered, "Father, where is my mother?"

"She..." Mentioning Jiang Qingxue, Beitang sighed with a trace of hurt in his eyes, "She's gone."

"Where did you go?" Mu Yunjin was surprised.

Beitang shook his head upon hearing the wind, "I don't know."

Mu Yunjin pursed her lips, and took a closer look at Beitang Wenfeng's face. After seeing the dark purple under his eyelids, her heart gradually sank.

"Father, since when did your health get worse and worse?" Mu Yunjin looked at Beitang and heard the news.

Although she was not proficient in poison techniques, her eyelids were black and her lips were blue, which were obvious signs of poisoning.

"You and your mother, since you left Beiming Kingdom last time, your health has been getting worse day by day." Beitang sighed and attributed the reason for his worsening health to heart disease.

Mu Yunjin squinted her eyes, looked at Beitang Wenfeng's face, and suddenly remembered Yang Qingning's meaningful smile when she left the door just now, and couldn't help but clenched her fists secretly.

"Father, you are poisoned, do you know?" Mu Yunjin cut to the point, looking at Beitang and hearing the news.

Beitang was taken aback when he heard the wind, and then chuckled, "How come, every day there are imperial physicians who come to diagnose and treat the widow's pulse."

"Doctor?" Mu Yunjin raised her eyebrows.

Beitang nodded upon hearing the wind.

"However, the palace of the emperor is surrounded by the queen's eyeliner. If the imperial physicians accept the queen's order, it will be very easy to hide it." Mu Yunjin frowned.

Hearing the word "Queen", Beitang was stunned for a moment, then remained silent for a while, with a trace of disbelief in his eyes, "Queen? No, it's impossible."

Mu Yunjin pursed her lips, did not speak, looked around, and finally landed on the steaming bowl of white fungus soup on the table.

Immediately, he took out the silver needle that he carried with him and poked it into the bowl.

Different from the silver needles for ordinary drug testing, this silver needle was specially given to her by Huaying, and it can detect some chronic and weak poisons.

After a while, Mu Yunjin took out the silver needle from the white fungus soup, looked at the silver needle, and handed it to Beitang Wenfeng.

When Beitang heard the blackness of the needle, his body sank, he leaned back on the chair, and slowly clenched his fists, veins burst out on his forehead.

Mu Yunjin put away the silver needles and folded her arms. She had always thought that Beiming Kingdom was relatively peaceful, but she never expected that the interior would be riddled with holes.

If it wasn't for Huaying and the others who suddenly couldn't get in touch, it would take a long time before she came to Beiming Country.

Beitang coughed violently when he heard the wind, and leaned on the chair with a face full of pain. He was really negligent...

Mu Yunjin poured a glass of water for Beitang Wenfeng, showing concern, "Father, someone is behind Yang Qingning's support. Jingyang invited you for lunch at noon, and you can go as usual. Just pretend that you don't know what to do. I will watch in the dark, so you don't have to worry."

After Beitang drank his saliva, he calmed down, then seemed to think of something, and frowned, "Is something wrong with your mother?"

"Five days ago, after meeting her once, I haven't seen her again in the past few days. I thought she was angry and left here again, but now that I think about it, it might be..."

Beitang heard the wind and was talking, but he didn't dare to continue.

Mu Yunjin heard the words, thought for a while, and said softly, "Did she ever ask you about the sweet-scented osmanthus ink?"

"Ink..." Beitang thought for a while when he heard the wind.

After a long time, Beitang stood up Wenfeng, walked slowly to the bookshelf beside him, took out a booklet, and handed it to Mu Yunjin.

"This is the distribution record of various flower-scented inks in the palace in recent months. Your mother did ask me to investigate, but she just said that she is interested in this flower-scented ink, and didn't say anything else."

Mu Yunjin reached out to take the booklet, flipped through it casually, and found that in addition to the detailed records of the distribution of ink in each palace, there were also many blending ratios and methods of flower-scented ink in the booklet.

After finding the ink of osmanthus fragrance, Mu Yunjin looked at it for a while, and found that there was no palace where Yang Qingning lived or the palace where Jingyang lived.

After looking around, his eyes were fixed on an imperial doctor named Lynch in the imperial hospital.

Mu Yunjin closed the booklet, and heard a secret voice from Huang Yan outside——

"Princess, it's almost time to come out! This place is almost overwhelmed!"

Hearing Huang Yan's voice, Mu Yunjin put down the brochure, looked at Beitang Wenfeng, "Father, there are too many eyeliners here, I'm going out first, and I will come to you again when I have lunch at noon."

Beitang nodded upon hearing the wind, and looked at Mu Yunjin's back reluctantly.

After Mu Yunjin walked out of the door, Beitang Wenfeng felt heavy in his heart as if a big stone had been pressed on him, staring blankly at the ceiling of the imperial study room, unable to calm down for a long time.

At this moment, he undoubtedly regretted it.

He regretted that for the sake of the crown prince, he abandoned the happiness that he could have had for a lifetime.

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"Master, I tried it just now, but Huaying and the others still didn't respond. I'm afraid something really happened." After walking out of the hall, Qiqi spoke anxiously.

Mu Yunjin frowned, "Let's go to the Imperial Hospital first."

"Too hospital? Is it in that direction?" Huang Yan pointed to a direction to the east.

Mu Yunjin nodded.

"Just now after Yang Qingning and Jingyang went out, Yang Qingning went east alone, with a maid by her side." Huang Yan said.

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin squinted her eyes, and whispered briefly about Beitang Wenfeng's poisoning.

"No way? Yang Qingning is a poisonous woman!" Huang Yan cursed angrily.

"Let's go to the Tai Hospital first." Mu Yunjin said.

After the words fell, Qiqi directly urged the invisible space, "It's too much trouble to walk there, let's just flash in!"

After a while, the three of them landed in a dark place...