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Spring Festival.

"Why didn't Master take these items back to the Southern Yue?" In the future, these treasures will definitely be the support we need to deal with the third prince. " Ye Li said doubtfully.

"If we transport these items back to the Southern Yue at this time, Shen Hanxin will most likely take them for himself. At that time, won't the gains be too great to make up for the losses?" Duan Xingyi disapproved.

"Reporting to Master, there's news from the Southern Yue. The third prince has been entering and leaving the palace frequently these days, so the emperor's good impression of him might have already surpassed Master's. If we still don't return, this subordinate is afraid …" Leng Bingxin said worriedly.

I don't care about this at all. Royal Father is not Duan Chen, Dou Jing, Qi Hu, Xu Tianshu, Liu Li, and Zhu Xufei, he should have heard of all of this before. Compared to Shen Hanxin, I have done great things in the south. The deep black light in his eyes was like the midnight. The light that he emitted during that time was so busy that no one dared to underestimate him. Duan Xingyi's thin lips slightly curled up as he was filled with confidence.

"Then what does Master care about?" Ye Li didn't understand.

"King Rong, Xia Houbo!" In the Southern Yue, the RongKing Xia Hou Bo's status and prestige was not any lower than the Great Mo's Wei Wang. Whoever could obtain Xia Hou Bo's support would have a greater chance of becoming the Crown Prince.

"According to what this subordinate knows, Duke Rong is too arrogant, he wouldn't be bought by Shen Han Xin!" Leng Bingxin analyzed.

"At that time and at that time, with Xia Hou Bo's temper, he would definitely not participate in the fight for the crown. However, people have their own weaknesses, and Xia Hou Bo has his own as well!" Duan Xingyi's sword-like brows tightly knitted together, stopping the stinging coldness.

"Master is talking about Xia Hou Yuying? Could she be interested in the third prince? " As long as she thought of that hot-tempered young miss, Leng Bing really hated her from the bottom of her heart.

"There is nothing that is impossible in this world. We have no choice but to be on guard against this. You should start preparing for it now. When the time comes, we will immediately withdraw from the Mo and return to the South Vietnam!" At this moment, Duan Xingyi had also waited for a long time and was finally going to return. The sacred face of Duan Mu Yan suddenly appeared in Duan Xingyi's mind. When all of this was over, he would give his the best life, and he would also allow his to become the happiest woman in this world.

"About that mysterious organization?" Ye Li reminded him.

"At this point, they are no longer a problem. Even the deities are unable to change the fate of Mo, they can only save a few people, it's simply not the heavens! "However, I am really curious about the identity of the mastermind …" Duan Xingyi's thin lips slightly pursed as his eyes shone like the stars.

After Min County, Duan Xingyi once again spent five million silver from the national treasury and sent it to Pingdu on the southwest border. The annual floods there, regardless of whether it was the river bank or the disaster, were all urgent matters, even if Duan Xingyi was not Prince Mo, he was still a prince of the Southern Yue. He loved his people, and loved the people of the enemy countries; he still felt that this was something, and as for the five million silver, he only had three million and five hundred thousand silver left after reaching Pingdu. He had done all this meticulously. If he hadn't participated in this, no one would have discovered his identity.

Imperial Hall, Duan Chen looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard with a conflicted expression.

"Yi'er, your chess skills are gradually disappearing. If you continue like this, aren't you just looking to die?" In the end, Duan Chen couldn't help but remind himself. If the two countries were to exchange troops, this kind of flaw would be sufficient to cause the Great Mo Nation to lose.

"Father's words are too prematurely spoken. This son shall pour some tea for you." This was something that he had never seen before when he first entered the Imperial Palace. He had to admit that the Imperial Palace was indeed a place where people trained, but such a deep gaze that was as deep as the sea made Duan Chen uneasy. At that time, it was very easy for him to guess what Duan Xingyi's game was playing, but now, even if he racked his brains, he was unable to see what kind of unfathomable depth was hidden beneath those eyes.

Speechless, Duan Chen slowly received the teacup and took a sip without any precautions.

"This smell seems to be a little thick …" Duan Chen lowered his gaze as he gazed at the teacup in his hand, as he spoke in a casual manner, not thinking too much about it.

"Father, it's your turn …" After observing for a few days, Duan Chen's body actually showed signs of recovering. It was obvious that someone had secretly detoxified his poison, but it was certain that this person had yet to find a way to detoxify his poison. Currently, he had already decided to leave the Mo Clan, so the poison's weight was naturally heavier.

Duan Chen was so focused on the chess game that he didn't notice the icy coldness that disappeared in Duan Xingyi's eyes. After a few moves, Duan Chen looked incredulously at the chess piece on the table. It was obvious that he was determined to win, but at this moment, he was already at the gates of the city. Even if he wanted to protect himself, it was already too late.

"Yi'er's chess skills are indeed superb. royal father is really getting old …" He hoped from the bottom of his heart that Duan Xingyi would be able to emerge victorious in the end. Now it would seem that Duan Xingyi indeed didn't disappoint him.

Duan Xingyi humbly stood up and casually picked up a silver needle to pick up the ambergris in the incense burner.

"How is royal father old? In Yi'er's eyes, royal father will forever be a mainstay of the Badlands. Your achievements are something that no one can ever surpass." Duan Xingyi pursed his lips. In his heart, he believed that the Badlands was about to be destroyed. There would no longer be any Badlands in this world, so naturally, there would be no one who could surpass Duan Chen's achievements.

"But Imperial Father hopes that you can surpass him, and Imperial Father also believes that you have the ability to do so. Yi'er, do you blame Imperial Father?" Duan Chen's eyes were filled with doting as he stood up and walked to Duan Xingyi's side.

"This son is terrified. This son understands that whatever decision royal father makes is for my own good. If you don't even understand this, then you will be disappointed in royal father's painstaking efforts." Duan Xingyi put down the silver needles and looked Duan Chen in the eye. For a second, he felt sympathy for Duan Chen, but that sympathy only lasted for a second before it disappeared without a trace.

"It's good that you understand. After a while, your heart will stabilize, so royal father will pass on the throne to you!" Duan Chen pondered for a long time before making this decision.

"Father, don't worry. Your son will definitely bring Mo along to another glory!" Duan Xingyi firmly said. His eyes shone with radiance. This was indeed another glory, a glory that only belonged to the Southern Yue …

"Good …" "That's good …" Duan Chen patted Duan Xingyi's shoulder in gratification, but in the next moment, his vision went black and he almost fell to the ground. Luckily, Duan Xingyi was there to support him in time.

"Someone come!" Quick, send word to the royal doctor! " Duan Xingyi spoke in a rapid voice and helped Duan Chen up onto the Dragon Couch. Eunuch Li, who was waiting outside, heard the commotion and ran over. Upon seeing this scene, he immediately instructed the eunuch to call for the imperial physician.

After the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, Zheng Tingze carried his medicine box and hastily stepped into the Imperial Palace.

"This humble subject pays his respect to Your Highness, Crown Prince." Zheng Tingze knelt on the ground respectfully. His eyes couldn't help but turn cold as he recovered in an instant.

"Rise and quickly treat my royal father!" Duan Xingyi pretended to be anxious as he spoke. Zheng Xianzi did not dare to be negligent and immediately set the medicine chest aside. He then walked over to Duan Chen's bed and started counting his pulse. At the side, Duan Xingyi's gaze unintentionally landed on Zheng Tingze's face. Although he was very confident in his poison, he was naturally strong and had the ability to sit at the position of the Imperial Hospital's head. Presumably, this person had reached out his hand.

"Imperial Physician Zheng, how is the emperor?" Eunuch Li looked worriedly at Zheng Tingze. After serving Duan Chen for so many years, Eunuch Li's loyalty was not inferior to Dou Jing Zhu Xu and the others. In fact, he was even more loyal than them. Zheng Tingze had a serious expression as he carefully put Duan Chen's hand back into the blanket. Only then did he stand up and prostrate himself in front of Duan Xingyi.

"Your Highness, the Emperor had to work so hard to cause him to fall unconscious, so this humble subject has to build him up. His Majesty should rest more, and his meals should be taken care of as well." Zheng Ting Ze replied respectfully.

Duan Xingyi secretly exhaled a long breath and slightly nodded his head when he heard this.

"Eunuch Li, instruct the imperial kitchens to prepare meals for royal father with additional supplementary items. As for the imperial study records, I will handle them myself. Doctor Zheng, you can leave now. " Duan Xingyi spoke with a stern expression as he subconsciously swept his gaze over Zheng Ting Ze. Only after seeing that Zheng Ting Ze's expression didn't change did he finally calm down.

"This humble official will take his leave." Only after that did he walk over to the side of the table and carry the medicine box. Just as the medicine box was lifted, there was a 'pa' sound as the tea cup was knocked over by the medicine box. The tea water splattered all over the ground and naturally soaked the bottom of the medicine box.

"This humble subject deserves to die …" Zheng Tingze immediately became terrified and knelt on the ground in a hurry. Duan Xingyi was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't care about it. He waved his hand and ordered Zheng Tingze to leave. After Zheng Tingze left, Duan Xingyi hastily gave a few instructions to Eunuch Li before leaving. However, when he saw the traces of water on the table, his heart couldn't help but sink and his eyes became cold.

Returning to the Imperial Hospital, Zheng Tingze didn't say anything else. He immediately put down the medicine box and emptied the contents inside. Afterwards, he spent a lot of effort to squeeze out a small bottle of tea stains at the bottom of the medicine box.

Xiao Wang Manor.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and the fragrance lingered in the air. Duan Muyan stared blankly at herself in the bronze mirror, and thought back to Shangguan Wuye's words, 'Even if everyone in this world betrayed you, no one would regret it …' What did that mean? Why was he so sure that he would not regret being loyal to her, why was his hairpin in her hands? That hairpin was so ordinary that it had no value, so what was the point of wanting it?

Too many questions lingered in Duan Mu Yan's mind. She had no clue at the moment, but the identity of having no regrets had become the truth that she wanted to know the most at this moment.

"Princess, I don't regret coming back." Duan Muyan didn't even hear the sound of the door opening, Yao'er had already walked up to her.

"I'm back …" "So fast, call him in." Duan Muyan turned her gaze back to Yao'er and instructed her in a gentle voice. Moments after Yao'er left, that thousand-year-old mask appeared before Duan Muyan.

"This subordinate pays his respect to Pavilion Master." It was still a hoarse voice, yet it did not sound like he had reached the innate state. What kind of change would cause him to suffer such wounds? He once said that he had hurt two women in his life, but what kind of injury would make him unwilling to show himself off again?

After a long time, Xiao Jin Feng didn't see Duan Mu Yan speaking, so his voice grew heavier.

"Reporting to Pavilion Master, if you don't regret it, then you've already returned." Only now did Duan Muyan realize that she had lost control of herself. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly, revealing the awkwardness on her face.