e women here were in their twenties, full of youth. Only those nuns were in their thirties, and their appearance was not outstanding. Now it seems that they were simply the thugs of this Taoist temple...While the officials were busy comforting their families, Yin Qi silently walked to a corner and stood before Mo Mo. Mo Mo looked up at Yin Qi, saw him nod towards her, and then with a resolute look, she gritted her teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!" Momo cried out and fell to the ground. When everyone looked over, Momo was already dead.

Yin Qi pointed at Momo's corpse in shock, then turned to the officials and said coldly: "She died from poison!"

"This, this how can we do this, such a poisonous attack, isn't it possible that the poison on your bodies could also erupt at any time"

"How could King Wu Xuan be so vicious! They say it's not right to blame a crowd, how could he have made so many people drink poison before the investigation was clear!"

"Yes, we are all officials appointed by the court. Even if he is King Wuxuan, he shouldn't treat our families with such disrespect! He is simply being too arrogant! Does he really think that Nanyue Country is under his control just because he is King Wuxuan"

Normally, who would dare to say anything about King Wuxuan's discomfort in such a situation But Fu Zimo did something excessive this time, immediately provoking the anger of the crowd.

But before the crowd's anger could be vented, a gasp echoed through the throng once more. Another person had died, but this time it wasn't Momo. Several of the officials' wives had met their end!

For a moment, the scene descended into chaos, screams of terror rising in wave after wave.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I don't want to die!"

"Husband, what shall we do I still have your child in my womb!"

All the officials panicked and gathered around Yin Qi, "Prime Minister, you must say something! What should we do now!"

Yin Qi also had a troubled expression, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "In my opinion, it's better for us to enter the palace together to see the Holy One!"

"Yes! Yes! We impeach together, it's not the time to spare that King Wu Xuan now!"

"Yes! For the safety of my wife and children, I would even give up my life! Come on, let's go into the palace immediately!"

As a figure bridging the city and the countryside, Yin Qi undoubtedly took the lead. People admired his composure and courage in making decisions and standing up during this difficult time, leading to an increase in their respect and appreciation for him.

On both sides of the long street, lanterns were strung sparsely, left hanging by shops that had yet to close.

A luxurious carriage sped along the bustling street, its hooves drumming a frantic rhythm. A cloud of dust billowed in its wake, stinging the eyes of passersby who cursed loudly.

In the carriage, Qin Luoyan kept looking at the child in Fu Zimo's arms. The rash on Yijing's neck was still spreading upwards, reaching one side of her cheeks. The dense rashes looked rather pitiful, and Yijing didn't seem to be doing well either. She had been rolling her eyes around earlier, but now she seemed very tired, with drooping eyelids that made her look listless.

Her heart pounded with anxiety. The poison, she had administered it herself. And only she would have had the opportunity to get close to Yu Jing. But Mr. Zhou had clearly stated that the poison was merely superficial, causing only a rash with no significant impact on the child's body.

But now looking at Yu Jing's condition, the rash wasn't as harmless as Mr. Zhou said. She couldn't help but feel a little scared, something felt off.

Yin Qi's original plan was to poison Yu Jing, causing him to break out in a rash. Then she would suggest finding Mr. Zhou, who would find a way to give Fu Zi Mo sleeping pills. After Fu Zi Mo fell unconscious, Yin Qi would arrange for her and her child to leave.

Seeing her worry, Fu Zimo's throat tightened and he said, "Rest assured, this King will not let anything happen to you and your child."

"Hmm..." Qin Luoyan looked at Fu Zimu in surprise. He was never a person who comforted others, and moreover, she thought carefully about it, ever since Fu Zimu had brought the child to the backyard of the Wangfu, his gaze towards her had been rather strange, just like now, his eyes... were too direct.

She couldn't help but touch her face, feeling a subtle change in her skin. She thought to herself that the carriage was dimly lit, so he probably wouldn't notice her transformation right away.

"By the way, is Mr. Zhou reliable" Fu Zimo suddenly asked this, which surprised Qin Luoyan a bit.

Qin Luoyan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. After more than a year of getting along, Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Liu treated her like family, which was someone she could absolutely trust.

"That's good then." Fu Zimo said that, but more and more worry appeared in his brow.

In Qin Luoyan's impression, Fu Zimu liked to frown, but that was just because he wasn't happy. As for worry, she had almost never seen it on his face. He seemed very confident, confident that he could handle any difficulties.

So when Fu ZiMo showed a worried expression, for some reason, Qin LuoYan's heart skipped a beat. She felt like she had overlooked something, and a strong sense of unease arose deep within her soul.

The carriage soon arrived at Mr. Zhou's courtyard. Lanterns hung at the gate, just as they had been when she and her companion left earlier that evening.

Jin Mu, who was in charge of the carriage, jumped down and helped Fu Zi Mo and Qin Luo Yan out. The three quickly entered the courtyard and saw Mr. Zhou and Liu Po sipping tea.

"Well, why are you back again Is something the matter" Mr. Zhou feigned ignorance and stood up to walk towards the group.

"It's Yu Jing who was poisoned. Please, Mr. Zhou, take a look at him." Qin Luoyan said anxiously.

Mr. Zhou listened, and a look of worry appeared on his face. He quickly took the child and felt his pulse. While he was feeling the pulse, Old Mrs. Liu poured hot tea for Qin Luoyan and Fu Zimo.

"Have a cup of hot tea to calm your nerves," said Grandmother Liu, patting Qin Luo'yan on the shoulder comfortingly.

Qin Luoyan had no mood to drink tea at the moment, she could only watch helplessly as Mr. Zhou examined Yu Jing's pulse.

"Well, he is poisoned indeed, but don't worry, I have an antidote in my room. I'll take him there right away to apply the medicine!" Mr. Zhou said as he carried the child toward his room.

Mr. Zhou, perhaps anxious, walked quickly and returned to his own room in a few steps.

After Mr. Deng left, Qin Luoyan frowned, as if she had remembered something, and suddenly asked Liu Po: "Where is Shito Where did he go"

Just as Old Mrs. Liu was about to answer, a heavy object collapsing sound came from the firewood shed in the distance.

For some reason, Qin Luoyan's heart beat faster. She hurried towards the firewood shed and as she approached, she pushed open the door and saw Shi Tou tied to the cabinet at once.

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