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Murong Ling frowned, she was acutely aware of the change in his expression, "What's going on with you?"

She grabbed his hand without explanation. The moment her wood elemental energy reached in, it was blocked by the ice wall, and she glared at him in anger. However, he covered her eyes and brought her to a different direction.

Murong Ling knew that he was shifting his focus, but he didn't want to say it. There was nothing she could do, and an indescribable feeling of depression arose in her heart.

The hand that covered his eyes had already been brought over, and Jiang Mingzhong's current condition could clearly be seen. He was already spent, his gaze unfocused, his eyes green and dark, his lips purple, like a broken juicer, as he spat out mouthfuls of blood. It was extremely frightening. The partition of the cubicle had already been dyed red with blood. The poison had even corroded the wooden board, shocking everyone who saw it.

"Oh my god, Princess Qin's poison is too scary. If it wasn't for Godly Doctor Jiang, ordinary people would have died instantly."

Those who knew how to act immediately gasped in surprise. They looked at Qin Wangfei with different gazes. This was not only a Bodhisattva that could save a person's life, but also a living King of Hell.

"Look, Prince Qin's face has recovered. Has the poison been detoxified?"

Everyone saw that Princess Qin had fed the medicine to Prince Qin, so when they saw that the person at the front had the better vision, they immediately noticed the change in Prince Qin's expression, and immediately shouted out. Everyone squeezed forward, wanting to see what was going on.

"He has indeed recovered. The poison should have been cured, right?"

"I just want to know, has Prince Qin's consciousness recovered yet."

"Yeah, yeah, how can we determine? Prince Qin hasn't recovered his consciousness yet, we can't tell either."

The commoners began to discuss amongst themselves. This Longsun Fengzi was truly different from ordinary commoners. For example, the fool Ah San on the street, who had been like a fool for more than ten years, who was dirty every day, had a lot of saliva in his mouth, and would only smile at others, believing whatever others said. A while ago, he was urged by a few delinquents to pick up the young girl's skirt, and his leg was broken by the young girl's family.

If it weren't for the fact that the royal doctors regularly gave him safety veins every month and found out that there was a poison in his brain which had caused him to lose consciousness, everyone would have thought that he was just pretending.

There was no secret in the capital city, the citizens would always know some secrets from the relatives of their aunts, aunts, relatives, and relatives, not to mention the fact that the Prince Qin Palace was like a sieve previously, they could easily get information about the mansion from the servants.

Although Prince Qin was a little childish sometimes, such as playing hide-and-seek, his manners were no different from a normal person's. He was a smart fool, and some ordinary people were even more talented than Prince Qin.

Not long ago, he was still playing polo in the suburbs and even beat the Prince Zhao.

They couldn't tell and could only ask the professionals, "Princess Qin, has Prince Qin's consciousness returned?"

Murong Ling naturally noticed the crowd's cheers as she walked from the cubicle to the center of the stage and chuckled, "Of course it's to recover. Everyone, don't be anxious, I have already sent my servants to the royal palace to treat them.

Hearing her words, everyone noticed that the maid beside Princess Qin had disappeared. Only then did they manage to restrain their excitement, their eyes burning with passion as they looked at Prince Qin, like a tourist who was looking at monkeys in a zoo. They were close to feeding a banana.

Li Cangmin's face became colder and colder. He sat on the spectator's seat and completely ignored Li Fuchen's probing gaze and the discussions of the people, his gaze landing on Murong Ling without any distractions.

"Royal Brother, have you really recovered? You look no different from before." Li Fuchen stared at him intently, wanting to see through him completely. "Or, you were pretending all along."

Even though he had taken the Godly Doctor Jiang's medicine and healed his internal injuries, the pressure of the nightmare still persisted. Every night, he would wake up several times and pretend that nothing had happened to him.

Sensing that his emotions were unstable and his internal energy was fluctuating, Li Cangmin looked at him indifferently, and said coldly, "You're retarded."

Boom!

Li Fuchen could no longer maintain his calm and magnanimity in front of others, his face was the color of a pig's liver, and in his heart, he was shocked, angry, and angry. This was the most arrogant taunt he had heard in the past twenty years.

At this moment, he understood something. His good Royal Brother, all his so-called stupidity, was just an act!

When he thought about how Li Cangmin would beat him up from time to time these past few years, he immediately got angry and ashamed. It took all of his strength to control himself not to hit others. Even so, his voice was still low and cold, as if squeezed out from a crack between his teeth. "Royal Brother, this king has always been proud of himself and has never humiliated you.

Listen, if you ignore his tone, like a grievance questioning a little boy, very pitiful. It was just that Prince Zhao had a stern expression on his face, his eyes were sinister and not at all cute.

Li Cangmin did not even look at him, her expression did not change, it was cool and cold.

Boom! *

The table in the spectator's stand was shattered into pieces, everyone turned to look, only to see Prince Zhao's gloomy face, and they could see his hand withdrawing from the table. The Prince Qin sat obediently with both hands on his knees. It was self-evident who had acted just now.

"Sorry, my hands are shaking."

Li Fuchen had a standard smile on his face, it was impossible to see his previous expression, he calmly commanded his subordinate to clean up the broken pieces, and seemingly unintentionally explained, "This table was brought over from an unknown place and it's extremely rotten, I only touched it lightly, and it shattered."

Murong Ling looked at the brand-new red wood being carried away by the servant. Her brows twitched as she looked at Prince Qin suspiciously.

However, she was destined to be disappointed, if it was the Prince Qin who played dumb with her, they would definitely complain to her. At this moment, he was just a human shaped ice sculpture, and other than his rolling eyes, it was impossible to tell anything from his calm gaze.

Forget it, she was too lazy to get involved with the grudges between the two brothers.

At this moment, Jiang Mingzhong's medicinal cauldron released a medicinal fragrance, it seemed like the antidote had been completed, Murong Ling happily smiled, looking forward to the results.