Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

In the court, officials looked solemn, secretly speculating about the real culprit behind the incident.

Empress Xian paced back and forth anxiously in the room, not even noticing her bare feet on the ground. Until her personal nanny brought the news: "Doctor Tao sent someone to report that His Highness is safe and sound, and the poison has been removed."

Hearing this, Empress Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great."

"Your Majesty, please put on your shoes and don't let the cold hurt your body." The nanny reminded gently, then knelt down to put on shoes for Empress Xian.

Empress Xian looked melancholy. After a moment of silence, she sighed, "Being born into a royal family is not necessarily a blessing. Perhaps for her, staying away from it all is the best arrangement. At least now, she is free and happy."

Upon hearing this, the nanny hurriedly stopped her: "Madam, some things are better not to be said."

"I understand, but I can't help thinking so in my heart." Tears welled up in Empress Xian's eyes.

Seeing this scene, the nanny felt pity. What parent in the world doesn't love their children? But for the sake of the overall situation, some things can only be buried deep in the heart.

Outside the palace gate, the little palace maid walked lightly, her lively black eyes hiding unknown thoughts.

In the Fourth Prince's Palace, a storm is about to come.

The hall was filled with a depressing atmosphere, making it difficult to breathe.

A man in black knelt on one knee and reported the situation in the palace to Baili Ye.

As the news spread, Ye Hua's face became more and more gloomy. When he heard the news that the Medicine Pavilion was closed and Doctor Mu was arrested, he suddenly slammed the tea table beside him and smashed it. The whole hall fell into deathly silence in an instant.

Everyone was silent, fearing that they would offend this furious master.

There was a dangerous light in Ye Hua's eyes, and his knuckles made crackling sounds from clenching his fist, as if he might explode at any moment.

After a moment, he slowly said, "Bring her here."

The man in black was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood what his master meant.

Ye Hua was extremely angry, as if a flame was consuming him. His plan, which he had carefully planned for many years, was facing collapse because of the failure of Mu Yan, whom he trusted the most.

Who was behind this and ruined his plan?

In the sky prison, Mu Yan was tied up with heavy iron chains and hung in the air.

Her head was hung low, confusion on her face.

The man who once used wisdom and skills to play power games has now become a prisoner.

Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, suddenly, a barbed whip fell mercilessly on her, accompanied by a scream.

"Tell me, who ordered you to do this?" The jailer's cold voice echoed in the cell.

Mu Yan gritted her teeth and endured the physical pain, feeling unwilling in her heart.

This sudden change caught her off guard, and what was even more unacceptable for her was that her flawless body would be left with permanent scars.

When she raised her head, the hatred in her eyes made even the experienced jailer shudder.

Here, he had never seen anyone like Mu Yan who still maintained such a strong will even though he was imprisoned.

The jailer's eyes were wide open with anger. He raised the whip high and hit him twice.

Snap! Mu Yan's clothes were torn, and blood gradually soaked through the fabric, staining it scarlet.

She clenched her teeth and made no sound.

"Hurry up and tell me." The jailer said sternly, "There are many punishments in the prison. You can suffer less if you confess early..."

Mu Yan's ears were buzzing, and her anger and hatred made it difficult for her to hear anything.

There was only one thought in her mind: as long as she could find the man behind the incident, she would make him suffer the most painful torture in the world.

Another whipping fell on his body.

"You still dare to be stubborn?" The jailer spat with disdain, "Let's see how long you can hold out."

At this time, another jailer came over and said, "Don't waste time here. We have to use a more ruthless method, otherwise he won't speak."

"This man dared to murder the emperor. He is so bold. We must find out who is behind this tonight, otherwise you and I will both lose our heads."

"Yes, I will prepare the torture instruments now."

"Hurry up."

Just as the jailer turned around, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Before he could react, his body collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

The smell of blood began to spread in the air.

Mu Yan raised her head and sneered, "I was planning to give him a good beating, but you're so quick."

"The Lord has ordered you to go back and report immediately." A familiar voice sounded. Mu Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and she was secretly happy in her heart. The prince really cared about her.

The interrogation room returned to its former eerie state, with a pool of blood on the floor and the smell of blood in the air.

However, in this place, bloodshed has long been commonplace, and no one would be suspicious of it.

"Where is this guy Wang Er? Shouldn't he be interrogating the prisoners? This guy is really courting death." The jailer spat, rubbed his hands, and picked up the whip next to him.

"It seems that I have to ask you personally. Today, I have to reveal all your ancestors."

The whip fell again, and the middle-aged man hanging on the stone wall had an ordinary face and his tattered clothes were stained with blood.

Every whip made cold sweat break out on his forehead and he screamed in pain.

"Ah..."

"If you don't want to suffer, say it now." the jailer shouted.

"I really don't know... I don't know..." The man's eyes were panicked, his brows were furrowed, and he repeated the same answer.

He was incoherent and confused.

"Tell me quickly, who is manipulating you behind the scenes."

"I... I don't know..." The middle-aged man just repeated this sentence mechanically.

No one in the prison noticed that the imprisoned Doctor Mu had been replaced by a substitute.

Whether in appearance, body shape or voice, it is exactly the same as the original. Even the emperor himself would find it difficult to tell the real thing from the fake.

The real Mu Yan had already been taken away from the cell by a man in black using light skills.

Dark as ink.

Mu Yan was thrown to the ground roughly, and she gritted her teeth in pain, with unbearable pain all over her body.

Although she usually acted strong and indifferent, she was ultimately a weak woman, and the scars from the whipping and barbs were too much for her to bear.

A tall, cold figure walked out slowly, staring at her sternly.

Mu Yan barely supported herself and said respectfully, "Sir."

Baili Ye looked at her quietly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Mu Yan felt unprecedented pressure, which made her tremble more than the physical pain.

"Sir, I failed to complete my mission. Please punish me. I am willing to die as a token of my sin." Mu Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"What does your death mean to me?" Baili Ye said coldly.

Mu Yan's body began to tremble involuntarily.

The health-preserving elixir is extremely important to the adults. Now that it is destroyed, she, the chess piece, has also lost her value.

"grown ups……"

"Tell me, who is behind this?"