Leng Feng said hatefully.

Yun Chaomu pursed her lips and put the little blood from the small porcelain bowl on the table. She was conducting a test. When she heard Leng Feng's words, she paused for a long time. Looking at the little mouse that was twitching all over after drinking the blood, she frowned and said, "Judging from the mouse's reaction, the poison in this child should be poison."

"bane?"

Leng Feng asked in surprise.

Yun Chaomu nodded, frowning slightly, his face somewhat serious, "The feathers of a kind of 鸩 bird are highly toxic, extracted and usually soaked in wine, and anyone who touches it will die. The reason why this child is so weak should be related to the 鸩 poison. He is still alive, so he must have been poisoned when he was in his mother's belly, commonly known as fetal poison."

"So his mother is probably gone?"

Leng Feng took a breath of cold air.

"almost."

Meng Qingge nodded, and when she looked at the child, there was a bit more pity in her eyes.

"Miss Meng, can you save this child? Can you cure the poison in him?"

Leng Feng asked cautiously again.

Even the coldest and hardest man would feel pity when he sees such a small and pitiful child.

"It is indeed difficult to cure the poison, but it is not unsolvable. It requires several top-grade medicinal herbs and his father's heart blood as a guide, supplemented by the silver needle technique, and his life can be saved."

Hearing Yun Chaomu's words, Leng Feng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yun Chaomu with even more admiration.

"We need to find his family as soon as possible. The child is too weak. If he is not treated, he may not survive this winter."

It's almost autumn now, and it's only a few months away.

The two men looked somewhat solemn.

In the courtyard, on the corridor, Di Wuming appeared at the door at some point in time. Leng Yu stood beside him, and Yun Chaomu's words fell into his ears word for word.

He leaned against the wheelchair, the shadows cast by the eaves covered his handsome face, making it impossible to see his expression.

But at this moment, Di Wuming was shrouded in a feeling of loneliness.

"Go in."

he said.

The sound of a wheelchair was heard and it rolled into the house, startling the two people in the room.

Yun Chaomu and Leng Feng turned around and saw Leng Yu pushing Di Wuming into the house.

"master."

Leng Feng bowed.

Di Wuming raised his hand, and he consciously stepped aside, so Yun Chaomu's eyes met Di Wuming's.

She pursed her lips and realized belatedly that she seemed to be about to displease Di Wuming again.

Yun Chaomu's brows were furrowed. Ever since she accidentally broke into Prince You's Mansion on the day she assassinated Yun Qianqian, she had become increasingly involved with Di Wuming. Not to mention the matter between Aunt Liu and Chu Ling, she had asked him for help at a critical moment. Although the two of them had a quarrel, he had detained Aunt Liu to threaten him, which made her see more clearly that Di Wuming had a bad temper, a cruel personality, and would never give up a single grudge...

But when she encountered an emergency, the first person she thought of was still him.

Yes, the situation was urgent to save the child today, and Prince You’s Mansion was the closest, so she made a prompt decision and brought the child here.

I'm afraid I'll be ridiculed again now.

Sure enough, the next moment, Di Wuming's cold and sullen voice with a hint of sarcasm sounded, "Meng Qingge, do you really not consider yourself an outsider? Or do you really think that my Prince You's Mansion is a vegetable market, and you pick up anyone here?"

She was indeed right.

Yun Chaomu had a cold face. Perhaps because she had been ridiculed by this man too many times, she actually developed an immunity to him and her heart was unexpectedly calm.

"The child was poisoned and unconscious on the street. There were no relatives around him. If he was not rescued, he would have died. He was found in the alley of Zhongcheng Road on North Street. It was close to your residence, Your Majesty, so I brought him here."

Yun Chaomu explained calmly.

"Oh, you are so kind."

Emperor Wuming sneered.

The handsome upturned eyebrows and sarcastic tone constantly challenged Yun Chaomu's nerves.

"Your Majesty, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

Yun Chaomu raised his eyes and said.

"laugh……"

Then, Di Wuming sneered and said, "If I strangle this child to death now, do you think this is saving him or harming him?"

Yun Chaomu, “……!”

She took a deep breath and told herself not to be angry. Di Wuming was just trying to provoke her.

He is indeed a bad person and difficult to get along with, but after so many days of contact, he doesn't seem to have really done anything to hurt her.

"I know that the prince is not that kind of person. In my heart, the prince does not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Yun Chaomu said expressionlessly.

It was originally a compliment, but Di Wuming continued, "Oh? Then what kind of person am I in your heart?"

Yun Chaomu pursed her lips and thought, is there something seriously wrong with Di Wuming? Doesn't he know what kind of person he is? Doesn't he know how people outside evaluate him? He is cruel and merciless, moody, vicious and cruel, and he does whatever he wants...

But Yun Chaomu didn't dare to say a word of these words, and just said against her conscience, "In the heart of this minister, the prince is naturally righteous..."

After racking his brains, Yun Chaomu could only come up with one word.

She had been well-read since childhood, but she couldn't even brag about it to Di Wuming.

Leng Feng and Leng Yu, who were standing beside them, lowered their heads to their chests. Both of them had cold and tense faces, fearing that they would reveal inappropriate expressions.

"Meng Qingge, you are so hypocritical that you make this king look at you with new eyes."

Then I heard Di Wuming sneer.

Yun Chaomu had a wooden face and remained silent. This man was very difficult to serve. She wanted to tell him the truth, but did she dare?

"When will the child wake up?"

Di Wuming changed the subject and spoke.

Yun Chaomu glanced at the small couch in the main room and replied, "It's almost time. The child is very weak and has been poisoned very badly. When he wakes up, ask him where his home is and ask his parents to come over. This child..."

Yun Chaomu paused and said, "This child is quite pitiful. If the poison in his body is not cured quickly, he will not live for more than a few months."

Yun Chaomu felt pity for this poor and weak child, and felt sad.

Di Wuming raised his sword-like eyebrows in disapproval. He had no interest in this child, but he did not say anything provocative. At this moment, he heard a moan, and the child on the bed woke up...

Yun Chaomu hurried to the side of the small couch and saw the child's eyelashes trembling, and then he slowly opened his eyes. It was a pair of eyes like glass, just as beautiful as imagined. With trembling eyelashes, his eyes turned gently and fell on Yun Chaomu's face. His eyes were a little timid, but the little boy who opened his eyes was really beautiful to the extreme.

Just a glance at each other made Yun Chaomu's heart ache...

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