After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"No need," Chu Junci refused sternly.

"More than applying medicine, I want to know how all of this happened."

Mo Yan, who had suddenly disappeared for several days, suddenly went berserk and bit him, then forgot everything afterwards.

It's really weird.

Mo Yan remained silent for a long while before saying, "I have been poisoned by a Gu."

"Gu poison?"

"Um."

With a gentle flick of his fingertips, Mo Yan began to recount the past: "Nineteen years ago, I was four years old and was raised by my birth mother."

"That summer, I was accidentally poisoned by Gu, and the poison has not been completely removed to this day. It recurs several times a year."

"Few people know about this, not even the Empress Dowager. Aci, I love you, so I don't want to hide it from you."

"From now on, you won't hide anything from me, okay?"

Mo Yan's sudden heartfelt words made Chu Junci's breathing catch for a moment. "I have nothing to hide from Your Majesty."

"And besides, you're poisoned, why are you biting me?"

"I don't know either."

Mo Yan shrugged. "In the past, when I was poisoned, I would always spend the time alone in a secret room. This time, however, an accident happened."

Before leaving the secret room, some images flashed through his mind, including kissing Aci and holding her in his arms and teasing her...

At the time, he thought it was a hallucination.

It seems that's not the case now.

After their conversation, Chu Junci hadn't gained much useful information. He pursed his lips and asked, "Will the poison still flare up on you?"

"meeting."

"When?"

"I don't know yet."

"..."

Chu Junci's expression of utter confusion was too obvious to ignore, so Mo Yan laughed: "Afraid I'll bite you again?"

"Yes, it hurts."

Hearing Chu Junci say that it hurt, Mo Yan's smile faded slightly. "I'm sorry."

This was unexpected for Mo Yan. Given his personality, even if he liked A Ci very much, he wouldn't do anything to him at this time.

"Next time, I will definitely control myself."

Mo Yan couldn't stay serious for more than a few seconds. Seeing that his attitude had softened, he suggested again, "I specifically asked Physician Liu for some ointment, so why don't we..."

"don't want."

"Fine." Mo Yan couldn't persuade him otherwise, and feeling guilty towards him, he could only give up.

"His Majesty."

After the two finished talking, Wu Xu appeared: "Your Majesty, I have just received news from the Yong Kingdom."

"To put it bluntly, Aci is not an outsider."

"Yes."

Wu Xu nodded: "Chu Li carried one person back from Luoxue Cliff, and then announced that Chu Ling was seriously ill and that he would temporarily handle state affairs."

"Was the person he carried back Chu Ling?"

"It's still unclear."

"Understood, you may leave."

Mo Yan tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, lost in thought.

Based on current intelligence, Chu Ling must have been to Snowfall Cliff. What was his purpose?

Could it be that...?

Out of the corner of his eye, Mo Yan noticed Chu Junci lost in thought and touched his face, asking, "What are you thinking about?"

"no."

"You lied to me again? Is there anything you can't tell your husband?"

Husband?

Chu Junci was once again shocked by Mo Yan's shamelessness: "You..."

Mo Yan laughed: "You are mine, so naturally I am your husband. My dear Aci, call me husband."

"..."

Chu Junci turned to leave, but Mo Yan grabbed her wrist: "Alright, alright."

"Ah Ci only lets me look but not eat, and I can't even have a taste?"

As he spoke, he pinched the tip of his nose: "Would you like to accompany me to the Imperial Study tomorrow?"

"I'll have some snacks and candied fruit prepared for you."

Chu Junci initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed: "Okay."

That night, the two lay on a couch. Chu Junci was forced to drink a large bowl of medicine and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the middle of the night, Mo Yan listened to his steady breathing and quietly pulled him into his arms.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Mo Yan got up to go to court.

Afraid of disturbing anyone, he moved quietly, and upon leaving Qiyue Palace, he specifically instructed, "Don't wake him."

As New Year's Eve approached, a heavy snow fell in Zhao Kingdom. Mo Yan stepped into the snow and thought of Chu Junci again.

On the day we first met, Aci was lying in the snow, and her whole body was burning up from the cold.

The snow was white, but his lips were red. In that instant, Mo Yan's heart, which had been dormant for twenty-three years, began to pound wildly.

He even suspected that he was the incarnation of a snow spirit, otherwise how could he be so to his liking?

Memories flashed through his mind, and he smiled slightly before sitting down on the dragon throne.

"Speak if you have something to say, otherwise the court may adjourn," the young eunuch shouted.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

The voice sounded familiar. Mo Yan looked up and saw an elderly man with gray hair—the Left Prime Minister, Feng Wenhan.

"His Majesty."

Holding his court tablet, Feng Wenhan said, "Your Majesty has been on the throne for several years, yet you still have no heir. I implore Your Majesty to expand your harem and ensure the continuation of the Great Zhao royal family."

"The birth of a prince soon will stabilize public morale!"

This was not the first time Feng Wenhan had "pleaded." Mo Yan stared at him, his eyes narrowing slightly: "I need not trouble the Prime Minister with matters concerning my harem."

"His Majesty……"

He wanted to say more, but Mo Yan raised his hand to interrupt him: "Instead of keeping an eye on my harem, Prime Minister, you should discipline the children of your clan more."

"The day before yesterday, Feng Yao rode his horse recklessly in the street, and the memorial impeaching him is still on my desk."

Feng Yao is Feng Wenhan's grandson. He was pampered from a young age and became increasingly audacious and lawless as he grew up.

Mentioning his good-for-nothing grandson, Feng Wenhan's expression changed, and he let out a heavy sigh before falling silent.

With the annoying voices gone, Mo Yan rested his hand on his forehead and glanced at everyone.

After waiting for a while and no one spoke, he stood up and said, "Court is adjourned."

Stepping out of the Golden Palace, it was already bright daylight. Mo Yan walked quickly, heading straight for Qiyue Palace.

When he arrived, Chu Junci was still unconscious. He sat by the bedside for a while and, seeing that he still showed no signs of waking up, simply asked a servant to bring him a white fox fur coat.

Surrounded by people, he carried Chu Junci away from Qiyue Palace and headed towards the Imperial Study.

After taking only a few steps, Chu Junci muttered, "Mo Yan..."

"I am here."

Mo Yan chuckled softly, and the next second he heard Chu Junci say, "Don't touch me."

"..."

Mo Yan laughed in exasperation, patting Chu Junci's buttocks through the fox fur: "You little ingrate."

"I've been so good to you, and you still tell me not to touch you."

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for the response from the person in his arms, but Chu Junci had already fallen asleep again.

Half an hour later, Chu Junci opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar environment through the silk cloth when he awoke again.

Where is this?

He glanced around discreetly and spotted Mo Yan reviewing memorials not far away. The man had his head down and was holding a vermilion brush.

"woke up?"

Sensing his movement, Mo Yan looked up, put down his pen, and walked towards him.

Are you hungry?

"Hungry."

"Wu Xu, prepare the meal."

Before long, the two sat down at the table.

Chu Junci's eyes were still covered by a white veil, and Mo Yan was feeding him little by little in front of him.

Open your mouth.

Chu Junci obediently opened his mouth, swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and then bit into a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks.

After the meal, Mo Yan wiped his lips, making his red lips even more vibrant. Mo Yan's eyes darkened: "Aci, are you full?"

"Um."

"But I'm not full yet."