Jade Nectar, for ordinary people, is a rare wine, even in the Royal Family, only Mo Qian Yuan and the current Emperor have the right to enjoy it, even Mo Xuan Fei can only watch.
But this wine, for Mo Qian Yuan, is a medium to remember his mother.
When Jun Wu Xie said she wanted to use this wine as medicine, Mo Qian Yuan was really surprised.
"This can be used as medicine?" Mo Qian Yuan asked, it was not that he was reluctant to part with the wine, he was not a greedy person, he drank every day just to remember his mother.
Now, knowing that someone had tampered with the wine, even if he did not destroy the wine, he would never drink it again.
"Yes." Jun Wu Xie said without a blush.
"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but if I give it to you, I don't know what else they will use to poison me." Thinking of the "tragic" reaction after drinking the wine, Mo Qian Yuan felt suffocated, no matter how unrestrained he was, he had never done something so outrageous, he actually spat it all over the table, just thinking about it made him feel disgusted.
Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes. The Jade Nectar was not an ordinary wine. If she took it all away, it might alert the one on the throne. But this thing was too important to her. Besides the water from the Heaven's Spring, only the Jade Nectar could be used to cultivate the lotus seeds. Without this wine, when would she be able to start cultivating her spiritual power?
"In the future, every time I come, you must prepare a small jar for me to take away." Jun Wu Xie thought for a while, decided to keep a low profile, anyway the wine is in Mo Qian Yuan's hands, no one can take it away, just treat it as a deposit in the bank.
"Uh … but if they poison the wine …" Mo Qian Yuan's expression tightened, can the poisoned Jade Nectar still be used as medicine?
"No need." Jun Wu Xie said.
Mo Qian Yuan thought about it and understood. That person wanted to harm him, but at the same time, he wanted to preserve his reputation. Naturally, he would not allow this matter to spread. Even if he had given Jun Xie some wine, that person would not have poisoned Jun Xie's wine.
"Okay, I'll get someone to prepare it." Mo Qian Yuan agreed decisively. It was laughable to think that he had been poisoned in his own palace without knowing it. The vast Crown Prince's Palace was just a cage to imprison and monitor him, and all the palace servants who seemed to be submissive and submissive were all accomplices of the culprit.
If one day, he can turn over a new leaf, he will definitely pay back a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood!
Finding the source of the poison, Mo Qian Yuan was finally relieved, Jun Wu Xie left him some medicine to recuperate his body.
Mo Qian Yuan had been poisoned for a long time and it would take a long time for him to fully recover. Jun Wu Xie reserved a lotus seed for Mo Qian Yuan, to be used after his body had been nursed back to health. Jun Wu Xie was quite generous to those who could use it.
Mo Qian Yuan had accepted everything that Jun Xie had given him, and as intelligent as he was, he naturally knew that the reason why Jun Xie had spared no effort to save him was because she was able to grasp his pulse. Just like what she had said, she could let him live, but she could also let him die.
After everything was settled, Jun Wu Xie left the Crown Prince Palace. Mo Qian Yuan personally carried a small jar of Jade Nectar and sent her out of the Crown Prince Palace. Even after Jun Wu Xie boarded the horse carriage and the shadow of the carriage gradually disappeared from view, Mo Qian Yuan did not leave immediately but stood in front of the palace for a long time.
He looked up at the blue sky, his eyes overflowing with joy.
Mother, I have found an incredible ally!
A group of palace servants hid in the palace, looking at Mo Qian Yuan's smiling face, their hearts were incomparably complicated.
Looking at their master's situation, could it be that he really fell for that female bandit?!
Your Highness! You have to calm down!
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