The floor was in a complete mess, with clothes strewn everywhere.
When Ata Huan saw Mo Qing Huan push the door open, she blocked the curtain tightly.
"What are you doing here!" She stood up angrily, pointing at Mo Qing Huan.
Bai Ke, who came in later, saw that Ata Huan was only wearing a bellyband and quickly turned around.
Without hesitation, Mo Qing Huan stepped forward and pushed Ata Huan aside, then lifted the curtain.
Mu Yan Ming was lying on the bed, his cheeks slightly flushed, still unconscious.
Seeing that her scheme was exposed, Ata Huan pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed at Mo Qing Huan.
"Your Highness, be careful!" Dan Er shouted. Bai Ke immediately stepped forward and kicked Ata Huan's hand. She let out a pained cry and covered her wrist, glaring at Bai Ke.
"Bai Ke, take her away. Dan Er, go back to the Yanyang Palace and get a set of clothes for the prince. Also, tell the people in the Prince Cheng's Mansion that I'll go there right after I wake the prince up. Ask them not to worry."
"Yes, Your Highness." Dan Er turned around and walked out. When passing by Ata Huan, she spat at her.
Bai Ke took Ata Huan to the side room next door.
Bai Ke suddenly sighed, picked up the clothes on the floor and threw them to her, whispering, "Why do you have to do this?"
Ata Huan looked at Bai Ke in surprise. She followed Bai Ke out without crying or making a fuss.
When Dan Er came back with the clothes, Mu Yan Ming was still unconscious.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with the prince?" She lowered her eyes and helped Mo Qing Huan dress Mu Yan Ming.
"He was drugged, but don't worry. I've already injected the antidote."
She looked at the marks on his neck, feeling a dull pain in her heart.
"Your Highness, this princess from the Northern Rong is really shameless. She actually used such a trick on the prince."
Mo Qing Huan just smiled faintly, "A woman crazy in love will do anything!"
After much effort, they finally managed to dress Mu Yan Ming.
It was cold outside, but Mo Qing Huan was sweating from the work.
"Dan Er, stay here and watch the prince. I'll go change my clothes."
She stood up and walked out. Hearing Ata Huan talking to Bai Ke, she walked over involuntarily.
"I love him. I fell in love with him the first time I saw him three years ago. But we are destined to be enemy countries, and at that time, the two armies were at war. So, I could only sneak into the military camp secretly to take a look at him when the two armies were at a truce. Those days were the most unforgettable days in my life. But it didn't last long. Soon after, the Li Kingdom won the war, and he led his troops back to the capital. I never saw him again."
Bai Ke shook his head, looking regretful.
"You could have left a good impression on the prince. Even if you left one day, the prince would still respect you, the future queen. But now you've ruined everything. Maybe the prince will be so angry when he wakes up that he'll send troops to attack the Northern Rong. Then you'll be a sinner of the Northern Rong."
She burst into laughter, "Hahaha, do you know? Once a woman is crazy in love, she'll do anything."
Dan Er walked out of the room and called softly, "Your Highness."
She turned around and walked towards Dan Er.
"What's wrong?"
"The prince is awake."
She glanced at the side room and then walked into the main hall.
Mu Yan Ming was sitting on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face, his eyes fixed on the clothes scattered on the floor.
Seeing Mo Qing Huan come in, a rare look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Qing Huan." He stood up as Mo Qing Huan walked up to him.
He reached out and pulled Mo Qing Huan into his arms.
"The people in the Prince Cheng's Mansion are still waiting for us. Let's go there first."
"Okay." He replied in a muffled voice. Mo Qing Huan took his hand and walked out of the room.
...
In the Prince Cheng's Mansion, it was in a complete mess. Yin Cong was so anxious that his eyes were wet.
He paced back and forth in front of Mu Ye Feng's door.
At this time, Academician Tan walked out of the room. Yin Cong stepped forward and grabbed Academician Tan's collar, "How is our highness? Can you cure him?"
Academician Tan wasn't sure either, so he tried to calm Yin Cong down first. He patted Yin Cong's hand gently, "Sir, don't be anxious. Although his highness is in a coma for the time being, it's an old illness and won't threaten his life."
Yin Cong threw Academician Tan aside. Academician Tan straightened his collar and walked to the side, urging the servant in the Prince Cheng's Mansion.
"How about it? Have you invited the person?"
Just then, the doorman led the people in and announced loudly, "The Regent and the Regent's Consort are here."
Academician Tan quickly stepped forward to greet them, bowing with a smile on his face, "Your humble servant pays respects to the Regent and the Regent's Consort."
"Okay."
Yin Cong stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yan Ming's sleeve.
"Your Highness, do you think our highness is not acclimated to the capital? Otherwise, why didn't he fall into a coma in the Wanhua Temple, but fell into a coma twice within a day after coming to the capital?"
He looked at Mo Qing Huan, who explained, "It's not impossible, but we won't know until we've examined him."
"Then please go in quickly, Your Highness, and take a look at our highness. He's already so thin. This has really tortured him."
She nodded, "Don't worry. Your highness will be fine."
Yin Cong nodded and stepped forward to push the door open.
Mu Yan Ming and Mo Qing Huan walked in together. Dan Er put the medicine box on the low stool beside the bed. Bai Ke moved a stool for Mu Yan Ming to sit one step away from the bed.
Mo Qing Huan felt the pulse and started the space scanning function in her mind.
After a while, the result from the medical and poison space showed that there was toxin accumulation in the blood.
She put away the pulse pillow and stood up.
"How is our highness?" Yin Cong rushed forward and asked.
She shook her head, "Your highness has had toxin accumulation in his body for many years. It'll be quite troublesome to treat."
"How troublesome?" He grabbed Mo Qing Huan's arm anxiously. Mu Yan Ming coughed with a straight face.
Yin Cong quickly let go of his hand. He knelt on one knee and looked at Mo Qing Huan sincerely, "Your Highness, no matter how troublesome it is, please do your best to treat our highness. Yin Cong will always remember your kindness. I'll even be a horse or a cow in my next life to repay you for saving our highness's life."
She helped Yin Cong up, "Don't worry. It's my duty. I'll do my best to cure your highness."
Yin Cong wiped away his tears and turned to look at Mu Ye Feng lying on the bed.
"How should we treat him, and how long will it take?" Mu Yan Ming asked.
She packed up her things and looked at Mu Yan Ming, "It's hard to say for now. It depends on how fast he recovers during the treatment."
"Cough, cough, cough—" Suddenly, the person on the bed coughed violently.