The Second Prince's Mansion is like an impregnable city, and no news has spread to the public.

The court only heard that the second prince was injured. The emperor was worried and sent several imperial doctors to treat him. What was unexpected was that the second prince actually sent the imperial doctors back.

He came back to life without even seeing his shadow.

The eunuch informed the emperor about this.

"What are you talking about, the second brother sent back the imperial doctor I sent?"

The emperor frowned and asked, wondering in his mind what the heck this guy was up to.

The eunuch rolled his eyes and thought of a suitable reason and said, "Perhaps His Highness feels ashamed to see others. Your Highness is really an old man and was bitten by a wild beast. However, I saw that everything in the Second Prince's Mansion remained as usual.

Presumably His Highness's injury is not serious, so the Emperor does not need to worry."

The emperor nodded after hearing this, "If what he said makes sense, then leave him alone."

But only the second prince himself knows what the truth is.

The second prince was lying on the bed, anxious and on the verge of collapse.

If the news that he hurt a man's roots spreads, then he will never have a chance to be in that position. No one in the world will let a rootless person become emperor.

"What are you doing, old man?"

"Perhaps the Second Prince is destined to suffer this fate."

"Go away, you stinky beggar, you're so dirty!"

"That's what he deserves."

On the other side, Pei Mo inquired about the second prince's medical doctor who returned to the palace and discussed it with Murong Qing.

Pei Mo and her looked at each other and smiled, and they had a tacit understanding like an old couple who had been together for many years.

Murong Qing was disgusted with such indiscriminate killing of innocent people, frowned and said, "The injury must have been too serious. After being unable to save the day, he became angry and unwilling to face the reality. He also blamed the doctor for being useless!"

Murong Qing said that because of her comeback, the fate of many people had changed. She was worried that the fate of the second prince would also change because of this. Now it seemed that she was being too worried.

This was even more uncomfortable than killing the second prince. He had been deliberately planning for half his life to get a position above ten thousand people. How could he be willing to fall halfway?

The sun rises again, and the gears of fate are like arranged dramas. People who meet will meet again, people who are separated will be separated again, and the hardships that should be experienced will always come.

Everyone in the black market loves to join in the fun, so gradually more and more people are watching.

The underground market, also known as the black market, is where you can buy rare treasures that even the emperor does not own, and you can also buy the most poisonous drugs in the world. Everything from a piece of rubble to a healthy person can be bought here.

Forget it, even if there really is this miracle doctor, just don't let the second prince find him.

Murong Qing did not sleep peacefully that night, and her dreams were hazy and filled with everything. There were clips of her and Pei Mo getting along, the dark and lonely shadow of her previous life, Bai Mengying's ferocious face, and the light of fire rising into the sky...

Similarly, many people noticed the woman in white standing behind the rickety old man. The woman's face was covered with a white gauze, and the lower half of her face was vaguely visible. But just looking at those gleaming eyes, she felt that

The woman must have a peerless face.

Pei Mo, who was sleeping next to her, was also awakened. He patted her shoulder to comfort her, "Are you having another nightmare? Don't be afraid. It's all fake. I'm here."

"But I don't think the second prince will face reality so easily. He will definitely seek medical treatment from all over the world, and he may even believe in some evil ways."

"It seems that the second prince has really hurt his roots."

"That's okay, just take it one step at a time." Pei Mo comforted her and said.

She took Pei Mo's hand, thought for a moment with a solemn face and said, "You are right, he will definitely seek medical treatment!"

As he spoke, he held his nose and packed up the stall, moved to the opposite alley to set up a stall, and finally kicked the beggar as if he was angry.

At night, Pei Mo put Murong Qing's slightly swollen legs on his lap, pressed them gently, and then put her to sleep.

Pei Mo patted the back of her hand, "Nothing, anyway, the second prince has another handle in our hands, doesn't he?"

She didn't know what she was dreaming of, but she woke up suddenly, like a thirsty fish jumping ashore from the bottom of the sea, with cold sweat all over her back.

At this moment, a rickety old man holding a bowl and drinking wine came to the beggar with a cane and tremblingly. He opened the beggar's pants and looked at his two almost atrophied legs.

But no one would associate this woman with the rickety old man. They just thought that this woman was also here to watch the fun.

Murong Qing nodded and smiled, "That's right."

So it's better not to talk about it. What if Pei Mo really goes to find out if there is such a miracle doctor, but accidentally attracts the attention of the second prince?

Now that I think about it carefully, I can't remember who I heard such a rumor from in my previous life. How unreliable it is.

"This is to treat a stinky beggar! Everyone, come and see!"

Murong Qing didn't finish her words because she remembered vaguely hearing about a goddess doctor who had a good relationship with Pei Mo in her previous life. But now that she married Pei Mo, she had unintentionally changed a lot of things. She had never heard Pei Mo mention anything.

A miracle doctor, and it is not yet sure whether Pei Mo knows such a person.

An unknown servant kicked away a beggar crawling on the road.

Occasionally, a few birds chirped outside the house, and the long night became less painful because of Pei Mo's comfort.

"I'm not sure." Murong Qing lowered his eyebrows, "Anyway, the second prince really found a doctor in the end."

The young hawker on the side couldn't stand it and shouted, "You can just let him lie down on such a long road. Why do you have to kick a beggar!"

At the mention of seeking medical treatment, a vague memory flashed through Murong Qing's mind.

The beggar was kicked into a nearby stall, and the stall vendor scolded him with a stern face, "You kid, why are you kicking people in my direction? My stall is dirty, it's bad luck!"

The young hawker had nothing to say in reply, his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger.

"You are so kind, just let him lie down in front of your stall, and you can heal the beggar's leg by the way. Why are you pretending to be a good person?"

Pei Mo held her little hand, "What's wrong? Did you remember something?"

Pei Mo said, "The corpses thrown into the mass graves have been identified and they are all doctors. The guards of the Second Prince's Mansion did a great job in destroying the appearance of the corpses. If the people below hadn't checked carefully, I'm afraid they would have been killed."

It is difficult to recognize that all the victims were doctors."

The rickety old man took out a pack of dark green paste ointment from his arms, took out a few needles, stuck it on the beggar's calf, and applied the ointment on it.

After a quarter of an hour, the old man pulled out the needle, picked up a piece of wood on the ground, and hung up the ointment.

The treated beggar's legs were gradually exposed to the eyes of the onlookers.

"Oh my god! This is simply..."
Chapter completed!