"I want to see Lanzhu, don't stop me! Where is the emperor? Where is he?"

Su Qiyu has been clamoring to see Lan Zhu since she woke up. The palace ladies knelt all over the room, but they could not shake Su Qiyu's determination.

She was extremely worried, fearing that Lan Zhu would be captured and tortured by Ye Jinmo. She was also seriously injured. How could she be harmed again?

But these palace maids stopped her. Even if she came out with a dignity that she didn't usually have, each of these palace maids remained tight-lipped and never mentioned anything, as if they had agreed in advance.

It just so happened that Ye Jinmo wasn't here, so she was really afraid that Lan Zhu would be in danger.

"Meixiang, where is the emperor?" She hurriedly asked Mei Xiang. Mei Xiang had been accompanying her, and she didn't know where Lan Zhu had been taken.

"Princess, don't be excited. The Emperor has decreed that Lanzhu is guilty. For your safety, I'm afraid Lanzhu won't be able to come back..." Mei Xiang said, lifting up her sleeves to cover her tears, looking very sad.

appearance.

Su Qiyu became even more anxious and asked hurriedly: "What did you say? What happened to Lanzhu?"

"After the emperor took Lan Zhu away, I heard that she was imprisoned in the Xing Mansion Prison. It seems that the emperor will not let her go lightly." Mei Xiang choked and said, the more she cried, the more panicked Su Qiyu became. Xing Mansion is, after all, a death row.

, usually only those who have committed the most heinous crimes are imprisoned there, and it is said that none of the people imprisoned have ever come out.

"Where is the Emperor now? I have to go see him now!" Su Qiyu's face was pale and her body was still a little weak, but she hurriedly wanted to run out to see Ye Jinmo.

"Mother, please stay!"

Ming Qingyang happened to bring medicine in. When he saw Su Qiyu speeding up her pace, she felt so nervous that she almost broke the medicine bowl in her hand.

"Brother Ming, it turns out it's you!" Su Qiyu seemed to have seen hope, and quickly stepped forward and pulled Ming Qingyang out by his sleeve. "Come on, come with me to find Jin Mo."

Ming Qingyang remained motionless and held her back with his backhand. When Su Qiyu turned around in confusion, her beautiful face showed a hint of urgency. Although he understood that she was worried about Lan Zhu, he still did not want her to put herself in danger. He said awkwardly: "The Emperor and His Highness the Ninth Prince are discussing

Regarding political affairs, it’s not appropriate to go to this meeting, so I’d better drink the medicine first!”

In front of everyone, Ming Qingyang said politely that he intended to keep Su Qiyu.

It was precisely because of her understanding of Ming Qingyang that she might not be able to hear his plea to stay.

She turned around and looked at Ming Qingyang and everyone in the room questioningly. Why were all the people so indifferent?

Looking at the bowl of brown concoction, Su Qiyu was calm but resolute, saying in a deep voice: "I won't drink it unless I see the orchid bamboo now."

"My Lady, don't be like this. The Emperor has his own motives for doing this." Ming Qingyang always maintained a calm state. He was not indifferent, but analyzed the power of it from the perspective of a bystander.

Ever since she met Ming Qingyang, he had always brought her a touch of warmth and help every time, but this time, he stood by Ye Jinmo's side, and his indifferent attitude towards Lan Zhu's imprisonment caught her off guard.

Maybe her so-called protection of him was just because of Jin Mo, nothing more.

"I don't care, I must see Lan Zhu today!" Su Qiyu angrily broke away from Ming Qingyang's hand and walked to the end. Since no one helped her, she had to rely on herself. No matter what she said, Lan Zhu would not let her go.

Bamboo is damaged.

"Empress!" Ming Qingyang wanted to dissuade her, but Su Qiyu was a straightforward character, and she had to do what she said. No matter who stopped her here, she would definitely go.

Ming Qingyang helplessly looked at Su Qiyu's back and sighed. Su Qiyu had devoted too much emotion to Lan Zhu. This time, she might have differences with Ye Jinmo's stance.

"Yu'er, where do you want to go in such a hurry?" At this time, a soft voice sounded at the foot of the steps outside the hall. Ming Qingyang looked outside the hall, and Ye Jinmo was standing at the foot of the steps with his hands behind his back, smiling.

She lowered her head slightly and stretched out one hand to stop Su Qiyu's body from rushing forward.

The speed of his speech was too gentle and caring, many times more considerate than the previous gentleness. His knowing questions made his tenderness seem false and irresistible.

"I want to see Lan Zhu." Su Qiyu looked at him expressionlessly and said bluntly. She thought of his silence when he sent someone to take Lan Zhu away, which made her feel flustered.

Ye Jinmo's eyes were still as tender as water. When he raised his eyes, he happened to see Ming Qingyang coming out of the palace, holding a medicine bowl in her hand. Knowing that she was not taking the medicine obediently, he stretched out his other hand and Ming Qingyang said knowingly.

The step handed him the medicine bowl and stepped aside.

"No matter where you go, you have to drink it first." Ye Jinmo said softly, and the medicine bowl was handed to her.

Looking at the steaming medicine in front of her, she had been drinking this bowl of bitter medicine every day since she woke up injured after falling off the cliff. She remembered that one time she couldn't stand the bitter medicine and didn't want to drink it, so Ye Jinmo drank it.

The bitter medicine was force-fed into her mouth one by one. His tyranny made her feel infinitely cared for. But at this moment, she suddenly felt that his tyranny was just as cruel as the privileges his status brought him.

"I won't drink!" She refused resolutely. She really couldn't stand the taste. Most of the reason was because he took Lan Zhu away but used his gentleness to avoid the topic, which made her disgusted and made her even more unwilling to listen to him.

Drink the medicine obediently.

Ye Jinmo's eyes darkened, but his handsome face remained calm. His low voice was elegant and charming, and he continued to persuade softly: "Yu'er, don't be willful. You have to drink this bowl of medicine for the sake of the baby."

Every time, he persuaded her so gently, but this time, she had had enough and was a little disgusted. "I won't drink! I won't drink!" Su Qiyu turned away and yelled at him, looking at her with an angry look on her oval face.

He said angrily: "Tell me, what did you do to Lanzhu? Didn't you put her on death row? What did Lanzhu do wrong?"

"Who told you?" Ye Jinmo's face darkened, and he raised his head to look into the hall again. Just as Mei Xiang poked her head out of the hall, she was so scared that she hid in the door timidly after being caught by Ye Jinmo's eyes.

"It's not Mei Xiang's fault." Su Qiyu also noticed Ye Jinmo's eyes. Why did she think that look was scary? He never cared about Mei Xiang's unruly behavior and always tolerated everything about her, including those around her.

However, this time it happened to Lanzhu, she suddenly felt that his tolerance for the people around her was sometimes conditional.

Ye Jinmo could see Su Qiyu's nervousness at a glance. He looked at Su Qiyu again, her raised face showed a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat. She always cared more about others than understood his kindness.

He calmed down again, laughed off what had just happened, handed the medicine bowl to Su Qiyu's mouth, and said as if to persuade her: "Drink the medicine well, I don't blame her."

After Su Qiyu heard this, she couldn't help but feel angry. He was clearly threatening her.

"I said I won't take medicine, and I don't want to take medicine anymore!" Su Qiyu was so angry that she lost her mind. Why could he still laugh? Why could he pretend that nothing had happened? Why was he so anxious when he looked at her?

, he also kept urging her to take medicine.

If she doesn't drink, she won't drink even if she is beaten to death.

Then, she grabbed the medicine bowl with both hands and threw it to the ground.

A crisp clang sounded outside the quiet courtyard. The broken porcelain shards on the ground shone brightly in the sun. The brown concoction flowed toward the low-lying areas along the bluestone paving texture. The smell of herbs filled the entire place.
Chapter completed!