"Mom, please give her money quickly. My son really can't bear it anymore."

For the first time in his life, Mo Ziyuan knew what it was like to be unable to die.

"You believe what Hanxiang Pavilion said, maybe it's a lie again. Ziyuan, I can't let Hanxiang Pavilion hurt you anymore."

The eldest princess has lost trust in Hanxiang Pavilion.

She won't pay even a cent of this money.

Mo Ziyuan was speechless. He admitted that Hanxiang Pavilion had some abilities and almost healed his eldest brother's leg.

But he couldn't say that, after all, he was the first to slander Hanxiang Pavilion.

"The person at the door also brought this."

The maid held up a small bottle.

The eldest princess ordered the maid to throw it out, but Mo Ziyuan shouted to stop it: "Mother, there is no better way now, why not give it a try."

After Mo Ziyuan's repeated pleas, the eldest princess had no choice but to let the maid try it. After confirming that it was not poisonous, she applied it on Mo Ziyuan's skin.

A small bottle is only enough to wipe half of an arm. After applying the medicine, the itching disappeared immediately.

"Mom, the itch is gone, the itch is gone, what she said is true!"

Mo Ziyuan shouted excitedly that if he was not given the antidote, he would not survive.

The eldest princess's eyes were gloomy, and she comforted Mo Ziyuan with a few words: "I will go get the medicine right now."
Chapter completed!