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

The divine physician's expression was serious, and Chu Junci sensed something was wrong, but he didn't show it on his face: "What is it?"

"Before I get to that, Your Majesty, please allow me to tell you a story."

"Approved." Chu Junci nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xue Wu bowed and slowly began to recount the past: "Fifteen years ago, my master saw an eight-year-old child on the street, who was poisoned and about to die."

"The poison that the child was afflicted with was 'Floating Life Ashes,' which is almost incurable."

"It just so happened that my master was researching how to detoxify at that time. When he saw the child, he took him back to the courtyard and used the method of fighting poison with poison. After ten days of medicinal baths, most of the poison in the child's body was cured."

"I still remember that day..."

Her memory drifted back to fifteen years ago, and Xue Wu was slightly lost in thought as the scene from that day appeared before her eyes—

"Junior brother, how are you feeling today?"

Xue Wu carried a wooden tub filled with black medicinal liquid. In front of him, Mo Yan sat cross-legged in the tub, his eyes slightly closed.

"It's acceptable," Mo Yan said softly.

A multicolored spider crawled onto his forehead, and a black scorpion coiled around his arm, but Mo Yan remained unfazed, letting them gnaw at his skin.

The toxin was injected into his body and collided with the Fusheng Jin within him. Mo Yan pursed his lips, and black blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

Fresh blood dripped into the tub, where it was devoured by the black venomous snake coiled at the bottom.

The black snake flicked its tongue and suddenly bit into Mo Yan's neck...

Mo Yan's face was covered in even more sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, the black snake, the spider, and the scorpion king all fell silent. They had failed in their battle against Fusheng Jin.

Mo Yan coldly brushed away the poisonous creature's corpse and stood up from the bucket: "The poison has been neutralized a little more."

"Um."

Xue Wu nodded: "But at the current speed, it's too slow."

"Later on, when the poison loses its effect, the remaining toxins in your body cannot be expelled, and then..."

"It's alright."

Mo Yan said in a low voice, his face expressionless, "Compared to before, this is already the best outcome; at least we won't die."

"…well."

Xue Wu couldn't help but sigh. He was more than twenty years older than his junior brother, and seeing his junior brother's utterly despondent state was simply...

After a few seconds of contemplation, he comforted you, "Yesterday, Master said he had come up with a new method that might be able to completely remove the toxins from your body this time."

"By the way, did you remember anything?"

Two days ago, while taking a medicinal bath, Mo Yan suddenly looked pained and said, "Senior brother, I think I'm..."

"I forgot a very important promise."

Fragmented memories flashed through his mind, but Mo Yan couldn't recall anything.

At this moment, hearing Xue Wu ask him, Mo Yan lightly twirled his fingers and said, "I remembered a figure, but I don't know who he is."

"Senior brother, let's do it one more time. I want to remember him."

"Can……"

Xue Wu hesitated and advised, "You are still young, once a day is the limit."

"It's alright."

"...I want to remember the past," he murmured.

"……OK."

Mo Yan insisted, so Xue Wu prepared another tub of medicinal bath for him. While soaking in the tub, Mo Yan slowly closed his eyes.

As darkness fell, Xue Wu, holding a palm-leaf fan, gazed towards the entrance.

Why hasn't Master come back so late today?

Pacing anxiously back and forth, Xue Wu suddenly heard a sound outside the courtyard. Opening the gate, she was shocked to find…

"Master!"

He let out a startled cry, and the palm-leaf fan in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

All I saw was—

The master who was smiling and telling him he was going out to gather herbs in the morning is now lying in a pool of blood.

"Master!"

Xue Wu quickly helped him up and felt his last faint breath.

A man stood not far away, about fifty years old, dressed in a white robe, holding a whisk, looking every bit the immortal.

"Xue Wu".

The man looked at him without any emotion: "Kidnapping the sixth prince of Zhao Kingdom, what is your punishment?"

"The sixth prince of Zhao Kingdom?"

He looked up in astonishment, his pupils shrinking sharply. His junior brother was actually the sixth prince of Zhao Kingdom!?

Master, Master, what kind of Buddha did you pick up this time?!

Holding her master's hand, which trembled slightly, Xue Wu gritted her teeth and said, "My master and I did not know the Sixth Prince's identity."

"Whether you knew or not is not important. What is important is that you kidnapped the Sixth Prince."

The white-robed old Taoist continued, "You two are incredibly audacious to kidnap members of the royal family. In my opinion, you deserve to be executed."

While the group was talking, Mo Yan inside the room fell into an illusion.

In an unfamiliar garden, a child slightly shorter than him stood before him. Mo Yan couldn't see the child's face clearly; he could only hear himself asking, "Do you like your younger brother?"

"certainly."

The answer was so straightforward. Mo Yan lowered his eyelashes slightly: "But I don't like my younger brother, I even... dislike him a little."

Why?

"because……"

He opened his mouth, but ultimately did not reveal the reason.

A moment later, he asked again, "May I write to you when I get back?"

"..." The child fell silent.

"Is it really not going to work?"

Mo Yan pressed further, "Are we no longer friends?"

He expected to be rejected again, but to his surprise, the person opposite him said softly, "...Okay."

This is in response to the question, "Can I write to you when I get back?"

Mo Yan was overjoyed and grasped his hand: "I will write to you often, Ah..."

Just as the address was about to be uttered, a loud "bang" suddenly startled Mo Yan awake. He looked up and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sixth Prince."

The illusion dissipated completely, and Mo Yan clutched his chest, seeing the shadow of the Imperial Advisor.

He walked into the room against the light, his eyes scanning him: "What is Your Highness doing?"

"..."

Mo Yan paused for a moment, then asked, "What is the Imperial Advisor doing now?"

"By order of His Majesty, we are searching for His Highness's whereabouts."

Mo Yan didn't move; he even closed his eyes.

A moment later, the Imperial Advisor stepped forward and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Your Highness... don't you want that position?"

"I can help Your Highness."

"..."

Mo Yan glanced at him, as if trying to determine the truthfulness of his words.

Seeing that Mo Yan did not believe him, the Imperial Advisor said, "Ten days ago I cast a divination, and the divination showed that Your Highness has a good destiny and strong fortune. You will definitely be able to unify the world in the future."

"The only person I will serve is Your Highness."

"…condition."

"No conditions."

The Imperial Advisor smiled and said, "I only need to see the day Your Highness unifies the two countries."

"make a deal."

Mo Yan agreed readily, and the Imperial Advisor stroked his white beard: "Then Your Highness, please return to the palace with me."

"I will find a way to cure the poison in Your Highness's body."

The two stepped out of the house and saw the two people lying in a pool of blood. Mo Yan's pupils trembled slightly: "Don't hurt them."

"Heal their wounds and then send them out of the city."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The Imperial Advisor parted his lips and slightly raised his chin, and immediately someone treated the two men's injuries.

Mo Yan stepped forward and said to the now-conscious Xue Wu, "I'm sorry."

"...It's not your fault." Xue Wu shook her head.

The junior brother was brought back by the master. Based on his understanding of the two, it must have been the master who pestered him so much that the sixth prince came back with him.