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During her two years of wandering in the palace, there was almost no news about Mo Rongyi. At that time, she lived in hatred and followed Mo Rongzhan every day. How could she have the mind to know the news of other people?
However, at the very beginning, she saw him in the Palace of Benevolent and Peaceful. Later … for a long time, she did not see the little prince again.
How long can Mo Rongyi live? This question appeared in Ye Zhen's mind, startling her.
Is Mo Rongyi seriously ill this time?
Ye Zhen guessed in her heart. Her little face was dignified and she came to the palace without saying a word.
Fu De couldn't help but admire this Third Miss Lu. He had served Mo Rongzhan for a long time and met many young ladies of aristocratic families, but very few could be as calm and tranquil as Third Miss Lu. She also knew when to advance and when to retreat. She knew that she shouldn't ask questions here and wouldn't ask any of them.
In terms of appearance and bearing, she was much better than the Empress in the palace.
Ye Zhen thought that she would be taken to see Mo Rongyi immediately. Unexpectedly, she saw Mo Rongzhan first.
In the pavilion of the prince's courtyard, Mo Rongzhan stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He wore a black wide-sleeved brocade robe embroidered with a five-clawed dragon. The afternoon sun fell on him, showing his imposing manner. His facial features were as clear and handsome as a sculpture, especially his eyes, which were as deep and dark as two turbulent streams, making people dare not look directly at him.
When she saw Mo Rongzhan, Ye Zhen immediately became alert. In front of this man, she dared not relax at all.
"This official's daughter greets the emperor." Ye Zhen stood outside the pavilion and curtsied, only hoping that Mo Rongzhan was not waiting for her.
Mo Rongzhan looked down at Ye Zhen, who refused to come forward. His eyes were unfathomable. The surroundings were eerily quiet. Even Fu De did not dare to breathe loudly.
Ye Zhen was wearing a ivory white dress today. It was a very plain dress, but it made her look more beautiful and her skin like jade.
"Come here." Mo Rongzhan said in a deep voice.
This … Is he going to talk to me? What is there to talk about? Ye Zhen was reluctant, but she still walked slowly to the pavilion and waited for Mo Rongzhan to speak.
"Did you make a bet with the little prince that you can cure his illness?" Mo Rongzhan's voice was slightly heavy as he looked coldly at the girl in front of him.
Ye Rou was stunned for a moment. She raised her head and looked at Mo Rongzhan in surprise. She was sure that he was not teasing her. When did she make a bet with the little prince?
Mo Rongzhan saw the change in her expression. When he heard about the bet between her and his little brother, he subconsciously thought that it was one of her methods, using the little prince to get his attention. It wasn't that other women had used this method before, but no one had used it better than her.
He did have some suppressed interest in her, but that interest had turned into disgust not long ago.
However, she did not seem to know much about the bet.
"You didn't make a bet with the little prince?" Mo Rongzhan narrowed his eyes and coldly looked at her.
Ye Zhen saw the disgust in his eyes and smiled faintly. "If the little prince says there is, then there is."
A cold light burst from Mo Rongzhan's eyes, forcing Ye Zhen's face to turn pale.
She wondered if he was going to kill her in the next moment.
"No matter what your purpose is, I will not kill you at this time." Mo Rongzhan saw the vigilance in her eyes and said in a cold and dignified tone, "If the little prince's illness cannot be cured, you will be buried with him."
It seems that Mo Rongyi's illness is really serious! Ye Zhen frowned slightly, worried that her guess was true. Could it be that the little prince would not live for two years?
Ye Zhen looked at Mo Rongzhan faintly. "Your Majesty, do you mean to ask this subject's daughter to cure the little prince?"
Mo Rongzhan's mouth floated a mocking sneer. "You are not even a doctor. Can you cure the little prince's illness?"
"Then how can this subject's daughter guarantee that the little prince's illness will be cured? Your Majesty, this subject's daughter does not want to die. "Ye Zhen replied in a low voice.
"Are you afraid of death?" Mo Rongzhan stared at her eyes.
Ye Zhen looked at him and nodded gently. "I just don't want to die."
It was not that she was afraid of death.
Mo Rongzhan snorted. "There will be a doctor to treat the little prince. Since he still wants to see you at this time, and you once bet with him without knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, then it is not too much for me to ask you to cure the little prince's illness."
"Your Majesty will not do anything too much." Ye Zhen said faintly. The emperor is already the most powerful person in the world. What else can't he say or do?
Mo Rongzhan felt the anger from the girl and found it a little funny. "Do you hate me in your heart?"
"I dare not." Ye Zhen bowed her head. How could she admit her resentment against him?
"Lu Yaoyao, don't let me down. The little prince's life is more precious than yours." Mo Rongzhan warned in a low voice.
Ye Zhen's mouth evoked a smile. Of course, she knew how insignificant her life was. He had already said that she was an insignificant person …
"If this subject's daughter can cure the little prince's illness, what will Your Majesty reward this subject's daughter with?" Ye Zhen asked.
Mo Rongzhan pursed his thin lips and looked at Ye Zhen coldly.
This little girl … fearlessly talked to him about conditions. Was she too greedy, or did she want to prove something to him?
Ye Zhen looked at Mo Rongzhan blankly. She was a little angry because of the natural disgust in Mo Rongzhan's eyes. The disgust came inexplicably. She and Mo Rongyi never made a bet. No matter where Mo Rongzhan heard such words, he denied her character just because of one side of the story, which made her very angry.
"If you can really cure the little prince's illness, regardless of whether you cured him or not, as long as you take care of him and watch him take medicine and needles, I can grant you one wish." Mo Rongzhan said coldly, more and more convinced that she was not as simple as she looked on the surface.
He had never been fond of cunning women.
Ye Zhen smiled faintly, "Can I have any wish?"
"Yes!" Mo Rongzhan was annoyed by her insatiable greed, although he did not know why he felt annoyed.
What if her wish was for him to die?
Ye Zhen smiled and bowed. "Thank you, Your Majesty. If Your Majesty has no other orders, then this subject's daughter will go to see the little prince first."
Mo Rongzhan waved impatiently and asked Ye Zhen to leave quickly, as if he didn't want to see her again.
Ye Zhen turned to leave the pavilion, but her mind was thinking about the bet.
Could it be that Mo Rongyi was talking nonsense?
Thinking of the way Mo Rongzhan looked at her just now, Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with coldness. He really didn't change anything. Once he decided on something, no one could ever change his mind.
Just like when she insisted on marrying him, she had made it clear that it was because she liked him, but he still thought that she had other purposes. He would rather lead the army for several years than see her.
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