After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

He hurried back to Prince Rong's Mansion and went straight to Zhujingxuan, but he couldn't find anyone. Not only Rong Yan was not there, but even Mo Yi and Fan Yan were not there.

It was already light time and the poison had already taken effect, but no one knew where Rong Yan had gone. Tang Mumu was extremely anxious, and the hand holding the antidote was already sweating.

The master finally relented and gave her the antidote to the centipede poison.

Jinse couldn't find his own princess and was also anxious. When he saw Tang Mumu from afar, he hurried to her side.

"Where have you been, Princess? Fan Yan came to see you half an hour ago. It seemed like there was something very urgent."

Half an hour ago, the poison should have taken effect.

Tang Mumu's feet went weak, and Jinse noticed something was wrong at that moment, and hurriedly supported her.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Jinse helped Tang Mumu back to the house and sat down, "I'll go get the doctor right away."

Tang Mumu didn't have time to stop her. She only rested for a moment and then went to the Song Mansion again. The poison had taken effect. Rong Yan must have noticed that something was wrong and might have gone to the Song Mansion to find Song Jinyu.

Ghost Market, Rebirth Pavilion.

Rong Yan used his internal force to temporarily relieve the discomfort. He had never imagined that the centipede insect would be so powerful when it attacked. It was as if thousands of poisoned steel needles pierced every inch of his flesh. Every breath was accompanied by intense pain, as if all the bones in his body were madly breaking. Pain spread throughout his limbs and bones, as if it was going to drag him into a bottomless abyss.

Seeing Su Zijin, Rong Yanqiang calmed himself and sat up straight.

"This is Huiling Pill. It can't cure the poison, but it will make you feel better."

Rong Yan looked at the small brocade box she handed over. The pill inside was the Huiling Pill that everyone in the world was fighting for. After hesitating for a moment, he took the pill and swallowed it.

After a cup of tea, he finally felt the pain in his body begin to ease.

"Thank you."

Su Zijin's face showed no expression. If the poison in his body had not been planted by Jiang Moqing, she would not have cared.

It was only later that Rong Yan found out that the Ghost King's real name was Su Zijin, and he also asked Xuan Qi to find out her original identity.

"Since you thought of coming to me, you must have known about what happened between Jiang Moqing and me. Why didn't Princess Rong come with us? Maybe she has a solution."

Rong Yan drank the tea in the cup and lowered his eyes. "When I was in Shunwang Mansion, I knew that Mu Mu couldn't cure the centipede poison. Why should I let her worry?"

Su Zijin sneered, as if mocking her, "You have already concealed from her that you want to kill her master, so why do you have to pretend to be so affectionate?"

Hearing this, Rong Yan's eyes darkened, but he said no more.

"If she knew that the prince really wanted to kill Jiang Moqing, would she leave Prince Rong's Mansion? After all, Jiang Moqing was the one who raised her since she was a child and is her closest master. I am very curious about who she would choose between the prince and her master."

Rong Yan's hands hidden in his sleeves gradually clenched into fists, his face still showing no emotion. He had come to the ghost market tonight to look for a way to remove the poison, and now that he knew the answer, he naturally would not stay any longer.

"Thank you Ghost King for the elixir. If you need it in the future, I will do my best."

When I returned home, it started snowing again. The north wind gradually rose, and the snow was everywhere. The north wind blew the snow straight into people's necks, and the cold was biting.

Before he reached the door, he saw Ji Chu pacing in front of the palace with a look of fear. Rong Yan used his internal force to suppress the discomfort in his body and walked over with a normal expression.

"Your Highness?" Ji Chu's face was filled with joy when he saw who it was. He didn't care about anything else and hurried to greet him.

"It's so late, why are you in the palace, where is Jinyu?"

"Mu Mu said you were missing, and she said a lot of strange things, her eyes were swollen from crying. Song Jinyu asked Mu Mu to wait in the palace, but Mu Mu didn't want to. In the end, I stayed in the palace, and she and Song Jinyu went to look for you."

Ji Chu looked at Rong Yan, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Are you okay? I heard Mu Mu say something about poison."

"I'll go find her." Rong Yan was about to leave without thinking too much. Ji Chu was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "I'll go with you."

The eaves are covered with snow, the sight is bleak, the cold wind blows the flying snow across the cheeks, bringing a bone-chilling chill. The moonlight is cold, and with the silver light all over the ground, the dark sky seems to have opened a white curtain.

Tang Mumu had lost all feeling in her body as she walked along Suzaku Street, one foot deep and one foot shallow. The surroundings were silent and empty, as if she was the only one in the world, wandering aimlessly like a walking corpse.

Her legs had no strength left, unable to support the weight of her body. Tang Mumu seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed in the snow. The snow was cold, but she was like an unconscious puppet, letting the snow grains cover her hair, turning it silver-white.

Rong Yan was standing not far behind her, and his chest seemed to be bursting with water, ready to gush out. That feeling was even more frightening to him than when the centipede Gu had attacked.

"Tang Mumu."

When she heard the familiar voice, Tang Mumu's face showed a trace of emotion. She slowly turned her head to look in the direction where the voice came from. When she saw who was coming, she could no longer hold back the tears as big as beans and burst out of her eyes.

Tang Mumu stood up and wanted to run towards Rong Yan, but the next moment she was about to fall down again because her legs had no strength. Rong Yan acted faster than his brain and stepped forward quickly to hug Tang Mumu in his arms.

The touch was cold, and Rong Yan noticed that she was wearing a short jacket. He didn't know how long she had been walking in the snowy night. At this moment, she looked like an ice sculpture.

Rong Yan secretly exerted strength on his hands and hugged her tighter. Without saying anything more, he bent down, picked up Tang Mumu and carried her sideways. He tiptoed onto the eaves and headed straight for Prince Rong's Mansion.

Jinse had been waiting in Nong Yue Hall and finally saw the prince and princess coming back together. As soon as she saw the situation, she hurried to greet them.

"Prepare hot water for the princess to bathe, and have someone prepare ginger soup. Go quickly."

Rong Yan gave instructions in a hurry, without stopping for a moment, he put Tang Mumu directly on the bed and pulled the quilt to wrap her up.

Tang Mumu tried hard to speak, but found that his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Just as Tang Mumu stretched out her hand, Rong Yan had already reached out and held her entire hand in his palm, with his thin lips tightly pursed and his brows furrowed. Tang Mumu felt that at this moment he was even colder than the flying snow outside.

"Antidote... antidote for the centipede poison..." Tang Mumu took out a green porcelain bottle with his other hand and stuffed it into Rong Yan's hand.

Looking at the green porcelain bottle in his hand, Rong Yan's throat rolled and his eyes became a little hot. He squeezed the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand and forced a smile at Tang Mumu, "Look, I'm fine now, right? Save the antidote for next time."

Tang Mumu observed Rong Yan's face carefully. Apart from being a little pale, there was nothing unusual about him. She felt relieved.

While Jinse was helping Tang Mumu take a bath, Rong Yan was standing under the corridor waiting. The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and a thick layer of silver had accumulated on the eaves.