Chapter 242 Being a good person is not what Mo Wan pursues
Chapter 242 Being a good person is not Mo Wan’s pursuit
"The prince has lost, Tingyue, keep the prince's flame soul sword for me!" Yao Mowan smiled sweetly and looked at Ye Junqing. At this moment, Ting Yue had already held the flame soul sword on the table with both hands.
Yao Mowan's inner room.
"Smooth-talking demon!" Ye Junqing's teeth itched with hatred, and his fists clenched loudly. Juechen didn't understand, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"You did a good job. This matter was due to my negligence. I didn't expect An Bingshan to change the pills so quickly. Fortunately, you are smart and know how to adapt." Yao Mowan nodded with great appreciation, a sharp flash in his eyes.
Light.
"I thank you for your compliments, but after this incident, An Bingshan will destroy the pills even if he doesn't change the medicinal materials. Isn't it going to be even more difficult for us to find excuses for him?" Juechen said worriedly.
"No, Yin Xue, give him the thing." Yao Mowan's red lips moved slightly, smiling lightly. On one side, Yin Xue had already handed the paper package in her hand to Juechen's hand.
"This. Is this a raw material for pharmaceuticals?" Juechen sniffed it twice and said in surprise.
"I know what you are capable of. We can have as much physical evidence as An Bingshan threw away, right?" Yao Mowan looked at Juechen with deep meaning.
"Pindao understands! Don't worry, I know what to do!" Yao Mowan didn't see a trace of doubt on Juechen's face.
"I know that refining the pills will cause poisoning, are you not afraid?" Yao Mowan looked at Juechen suspiciously.
"Since Juechen has chosen to enter the palace, he has no intention of leaving alive!" Juechen changed his submissive look on his face and looked extremely firm.
"Why?" Yao Mowan knew Juechen's thoughts best, but she still asked. If Juechen was to be used as his own, the first thing to do would be to clear up the rift between him and Ye Junqing.
"Avenge the second prince! Juechen is not afraid of saying disrespectful words. Although the emperor ordered the death of the second prince that day, the queen was kind and left a way out for the second prince. She only hates that An Bingshan secretly committed suicide in order to seek credit.
They sent people to ambush, and the second prince was shot to death by random arrows. The loyal minister did not serve the two masters, and Juechen survived.
He was hiding in Qingfeng Temple just to find a chance to avenge the second prince! Juechen knew that he was unable to kill the emperor, but An Bingshan was a villain that Juechen would never let go. Juechen promised that as long as An Bingshan died,
, Juechen will let Prince Su handle him and die without any regrets!" Leng Yejunqing was shocked by Juechen's speech.
"What did you say? Back then, Mo Xin intentionally let the second emperor brother go?" Ye Junqing stood up suddenly, grabbed Juechen with both hands, and his eyes were filled with dazzling splendor. He always thought that Mo Xin wanted to do it for Ye Hongyi.
He can do anything, so there are some things that he hides in his heart and does not say, but they are already knotted in his heart.
"How could Juechen dare to deceive the empress and Prince Su? Empress Yao secretly sent someone to deliver a message to Juechen. However, it was not as good as fate. The second prince was unlucky, but Juechen still remembered Empress Yao's good deeds."
Tears welled up in Chen Chen's eyes, and his voice was choked and hoarse.
"So that's it. I'm sorry." Ye Junqing let go of Juechen slumped, staggered and sat on the chair, his heart seemed to have been thrown into a vast expanse of thorns, pricked with blood. He should have understood a long time ago that if
A woman like Mo Xin would never do anything cruel!
"There is no need to refine this medicine. I will find a way to deal with the physical evidence." Looking back on the past, although she wanted to save people, she failed to save Ye Mohan's life.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. Juechen has his own way to refine the antidote." Juechen looked at Yao Mowan gratefully and said firmly.
"Really? If that's true, you can save a few more lives. Take the things, Yin Xue, and send him back." Yao Mowan nodded appreciatively.
Just when Yin Xue was about to take Juechen away, Yao Mowan added another sentence.
"Remember my words, there are flowers that need to be cut off. This is one of the rewards I will pay you." Yao Mo said softly, and Juechen's cheeks turned red.
After Juechen left, Yao Mowan turned to look at Ye Junqing, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. She didn't want Juechen to bring up the old things again, but only if Ye Junqing understood the purpose of Juechen's survival, he would
Without the hatred towards this person, who can guarantee that this Juechen will not become Ye Junqing's right-hand man in the future?
"Is the prince touched? I didn't expect that the woman I love actually has a heart of glass." Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing teasingly, her eyebrows curved.
"Mo Xin has always been a glass heart, unlike someone else." Ye Junqing put away the sadness in his eyes and snorted coldly.
"Oh? Then what can Mowan do to make the prince think that Mowan is also a kind person?" Yao Mowan held her chin with one hand and looked at Ye Junqing with interest,
"If you are willing to return the Flame Soul Sword to me."
"Ahem. Mo Wan suddenly felt that being a good person is not Mo Wan's pursuit. It's getting late. Mo Wan needs to rest. Please do it yourself, Your Majesty!" Yao Mowan coughed lightly, then stood up and walked towards the inner room.
"You just left like that? Where is my king's Flame Soul Sword?" Ye Junqing stood up in a hurry and asked loudly.
"That's not the prince's Flame Soul Sword, it's Mo Wan's. Please pay attention to your wording, prince." Yao Mowan looked back and pursed her lips. That smile was so charming and full of emotion that all three thousand pink flowers lost their color. Ye Junqing couldn't help but be startled.
There, I didn't feel relieved until the door was closed.
"My heart is too dark." Ye Junqing muttered bitterly, turned around and left helplessly.
When she saw Mingyu again, Yao Mowan stood up suddenly, and a mist filled her eyes. She saw that Mingyu's face was ashen, her hands were as thin as firewood, and her eye sockets were sunken, as if she was terminally ill.
"Slave Mingyu, please pay homage to the Queen." Seeing that Mingyu was about to kneel down, Yao Mowan stepped forward and helped Mingyu to the table with her own hands.
"Yin Xue, bring the medicine!" When Yao Mowan urged her urgently, Yin Xue had already handed the antidote Juechen made last night into Yao Mowan's hand.
"Empress." Mingyu was about to speak, but was stopped by Yao Mowan.
"Take this first." Yao Mowan said, putting the elixir into Mingyu's mouth, and then personally poured a glass of water for him to take the medicine.
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty. It's just that Mingyu knew very well that he might not be able to live well for a few days. Mingyu heard about what happened that day. It was because I was incompetent and failed to discover that An Bingshan had secretly changed the elixir.
Let the queen's plan fail, and this servant deserves to die." Mingyu murmured with tears in her eyes, choked with sobs.
"It's a blessing in disguise. I promised you that I will let you see with your own eyes the fate of Mount Anbing!" Yao Mowan vowed.
"Master, look!" On one side, Yin Xue was surprised at Mingyu's changes, with a look of surprise in her eyes.
"Go get the bronze mirror!" Yao Mowan smiled with her lips gleaming, her eyes twinkling faintly.
When he saw his face shining as brightly as before in the bronze mirror, Mingyu couldn't hold back his joy, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"My slave, thank you for your kindness!" At this moment, Mingyu's cheeks were rosy, her eyes were bright, and even her withered hands were shining, which showed how miraculous the antidote refined by Juechen was.
"Get up and speak, Yin Xue, and give the antidote to Mingyu." Yao Mowan ordered.
"Your Majesty, this is the antidote?" Mingyu looked at Yao Mowan suspiciously.