The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1413: Severely Struck

In truth, he had already slowed his pace, having waited for quite a while.

Leng Muling had met Lu Mian before; this prominent Prime Minister, from an exceptional family, extraordinarily talented, a gentleman, was a rare young talent, even more so than her younger uncle.

However, speaking of Lu Mian, he wasn’t young either, a decade her senior, similar in age to her younger uncle. When spoken of, he was considered younger only because, approaching thirty, he had yet to take a wife.

Thus, in the eyes of the unwed daughters of Jiang Du City, he was a highly sought-after bachelor.

With a substantial family fortune and high official rank, and to top it off, a handsome face.

Which unwed daughter wouldn’t covet him?

As Lu Mian walked by Leng Muling, a faint medicinal scent wafted from her, a refreshing change that set her apart from other ladies of the inner court.

Free from the heavy scent of greasepaint so common among them!

Leng Muling knew of Lu Mian’s rivalry with her younger uncle, but etiquette demanded civility upon encountering each other in the palace, so after stopping, Leng Muling gave a slight bow, “I have seen you, Lord Lu.”

She had intended to greet him briefly and then quickly leave.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mian’s deep voice inquired, “Miss Leng, are you here looking for Commander Mo Qi?”

Leng Muling’s pretty face flushed with embarrassment. Her affair with Mo Qi, a topic of rampant speculation—could Lu Mian know as well?

Concerned about her reputation, she wanted to deny it, but upon looking up, she met Lu Mian’s unfathomable, calm eyes. It was as if he knew everything about her, and denying it now would seem disingenuous.

Resigned, she could only bite her lip and murmur shyly, “Yes.”

After speaking, she again thought to leave.

“Commander Mo Qi is not on duty in the imperial study today; I heard he hurried to the Ninth Prince’s Mansion,” said Lu Mian.

“The Ninth Prince’s Mansion?” Leng Muling’s eyes widened, her thoughts immediately flying to that woman, Hong Lian—she was the one locked in the secret chamber of the Ninth Prince’s Mansion!

She turned and lifted her skirt, running off.

Lu Mian’s gaze darkened, a flicker of satisfaction flashing through his eyes.

After returning to his residence, he received a report from his subordinate, “Lord, we have used one of Commander Mo’s men’s waist tokens to help Miss Leng enter the Ninth Prince’s Mansion.”

Lu Mian waved his hand dismissively, “I am aware.”

He sat at his desk and began practicing calligraphy. The white rice paper was filled with his robust strokes as he wielded his brush, the spreading ink staining the paper with not only forceful characters but also the heavy hatred within his heart.

Zhuo Junli.

The Leng Family.

He would crush them one by one.

Leng Muling had never expected to witness such a scene again.

At the dungeon door, Mo Qi was held in Hong Lian’s arms, pouring out her heart, telling him, “I am pregnant. If you do not want me and the child, I would rather die now than let my child live in perpetual darkness like I have.”

“I won’t let that happen! I will plead with the emperor! I’ll beg him!” Mo Qi was somewhat frantic.

He had rushed over with a Doctor, never expecting that it would be true!

Hong Lian was actually carrying his child!

Clearly, from that time… he had no recollection, completely unaware of what he had done!

But Hong Lian had always been confined to the secret chamber, with no one to interact with except for the two palace guards keeping watch. She couldn’t be carrying anyone else’s child.

She…

Mo Qi was overcome with an unbearable headache. This responsibility—he had to accept it!

“Seventh brother… what are you going to ask the emperor?” Leng Muling couldn’t hear her own voice. She just felt that today’s cold wind was truly chilling!

She spoke with her teeth chattering up and down.

Mo Qi’s body stiffened as he turned around and saw Leng Muling’s eyes swollen red, staring at him. Her gaze seemed scattered, having endured a blow; she began to retreat as if a frail flower battered by a fierce storm, its broken leaves wilting.

Such a pitiful sight!

“Ling’er! Ling’er, listen to me, I…”

“Mo Qi! Don’t go, my stomach hurts so badly, the child might…”

Hong Lian, feigning helplessness, clutched at Mo Qi’s sleeve. While looking at Leng Muling, a flicker of disdain crossed her eyes.

Did such a young girl think she could stop her?

Mo Qi was the man who had once loved her, and he should be bound to her for life; no one else should expect to capture his attention!

She needed him to escape this dungeon.

Leng Muling ran out of the Ninth Prince’s Mansion without direction, uncertain what she was fleeing from, feeling as though venomous snakes were pursuing her. She feared being caught up to, afraid of being bitten. If bitten…

How much it would hurt!

“Miss, get out of the way!”

The carriage driver shouted, but Leng Muling had lost all reason and couldn’t hear a thing. She was struck by the carriage and rolled a long distance down the street.

The sensation of a heart and lungs splitting apart, it was just like this.

Mo Qi went to the palace to report to Chu Yihan that Hong Lian was pregnant. Su Yingxue had just learned of Leng Muling’s accident and hurried to the imperial study.

Upon hearing Mo Qi’s words, Su Yingxue stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

“Smack!”

The crisp sound echoed in the grand hall, accompanied by Su Yingxue’s uncontrollable chastisement, “Are you even a man? How has Ling’er treated you, and how do you repay her? Hong Lian clearly wants to use you to get out of the dungeon, and you even let her bear a child. I…”

Su Yingxue wished she could kick him.

“Empress.”

Chu Yihan spoke softly, restraining her actions.

It was then Su Yingxue remembered that there were palace servants in the imperial study.

She reined in her foot and glared at Mo Qi, warning him coldly, “Hong Lian must not be allowed to leave the dungeon, don’t you dare think about it!”

She even had some vicious thoughts of just killing Hong Lian to prevent her and her child from causing calamity in the world!

Naturally, Chu Yihan had no desire to spare Hong Lian either, but he knew that Mo Qi had in his possession a secret decree from his father.

Mo Qi’s grandfather was a palace guard for his father and had sacrificed himself to protect the emperor. Before dying, his father granted the Mo Family a decree of favor, to preserve their lineage.

Even if Mo Qi’s descendants were condemned criminals, their lives must be spared.

This secret decree was in Chu Yihan’s hands, even unknown to Mo Qi himself.

Now, as Mo Qi had gotten Hong Lian pregnant, she could not be killed.

Su Yingxue, finding Mo Qi an eyesore, ordered him out. Chu Yihan privately informed her of the matter, and Su Yingxue, in a fit of anger, kicked over a stool, “So now, not only can we not kill Hong Lian, but we have to let her safely give birth as well? What if she uses giving birth as an excuse to get us to release her?”

“I will release her from the dungeon, but confine her to that courtyard. Additionally, I suspect the dungeon guards are questionable and will need to be investigated,” Chu Yihan said, his mind meticulous, having already considered where to start.

Furthermore, Hong Lian’s pregnancy was like an alarm bell ringing in his mind, reminding him of someone from a long time ago.

This secret decree was given to him by his father when Mo Qi, then a young boy, was entrusted to him, with the instruction that he must certainly fulfill it: to leave a descendant for the Mo Family.

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