Chapter 32 His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Mo Lingwei, the Ninth Generation Evil God

Chen Shaobei saw that Mo Lingwei had been raising his eyebrows since he left the palace, and he was always slightly satisfied.

The two of them grew up together, and Chen Shaobei knew that Mo Lingwei's expression meant that he was in a good mood.

"If you really find Miss Shen, how will Your Highness repay you?" Chen Shaobei asked curiously.

Mo Lingwei smiled.

"Give her some silver."

Chen Shaobei nodded, and the answer from His Highness the Crown Prince was quite normal.

Then, Mo Lingwei said, "Give her another house so that she can have a place to live."

Otherwise, it would be really hard to live in a cave with wolves every day.

Chen Shaobei felt that although this reward was generous, it was acceptable.

After all, the little girl saved the life of the crown prince.

Mo Lingwei supported his head with one hand, thought for a while, and added, "I heard her say that she was beaten by her aunt."

"So, I'll ask her again, whether she wants to cripple her aunt or kill her, and help her get rid of this person."

Chen Shaobei sat up straight suddenly.

He knew that the prince, who was bloodthirsty by nature, would never simply give some silver.

Chen Shaobei persuaded: "The emperor doesn't like your highness to kill people."

Mo Lingwei twitched his lips: "There are too many things he doesn't like, why bother?"

Chen Shaobei frowned slightly.

The father-son relationship between the emperor and the prince has been very bad since the death of the queen.

The emperor was very unhappy when the tendons of the sixth prince's hands and feet were picked last time.

Even so, he only asked Mo Lingwei to kneel in front of the queen's tablet to reflect on his mistakes.

But the emperor softened his heart the next day and released him again.

Chen Shaobei felt that at this time, Mo Lingwei could not anger the emperor again, so as not to further stimulate the relationship between the father and son.

Just when Chen Shaobei wanted to persuade him,

Mo Lingwei spoke again and said calmly: "If your aunt beat you all over, and lied to you that you could only eat eggshells."

"Not only that, she tied your grandmother, who depended on you for life, to a huge rock and locked her in a pit, waiting for her to die."

"Such an aunt, do you think she should die?"

Chen Shaobei was stunned: "Is this the experience of Miss Shen?"

Mo Lingwei nodded coldly.

Chen Shaobei was silent for a moment, and said two words: "She should be killed."

Mo Lingwei smiled and patted his friend's shoulder.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Xiangyun Village.

But the moment Mo Lingwei stepped out of the carriage, his heart and pupils suddenly tightened.

His slender palms supported the carriage and stabilized his body!

Chen Shaobei shouted: "Your Highness!?"

Mo Lingwei's eyes were cold, he looked forward, and clenched his teeth.

And his eyebrows were frozen, his lips were pale, and even his fingertips had a faint frost.

His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

He could not move even a step.

Finally, he collapsed in the carriage.

Before he fainted, he only heard Chen Shaobei scolding and ordering: "Go back to the palace quickly and call the imperial physician! His Royal Highness's old illness has relapsed!"

The guards led the carriage and turned the direction.

Almost as soon as the carriage left, Shen Ningning, with the figure of the wolf pack, jumped down the mountain and entered Xiangyun Village.

Half an hour later.

The Zichen Palace was full of highly skilled imperial physicians, and everyone was silent.

The emperor, wearing a dragon robe, sat beside the bed and looked at the unconscious Mo Lingwei.

On his serious and majestic face, there was a father's worry.

Mo Lingwei had been ill from time to time since he was a child.

His disease was extremely strange and rare.

Whenever he had an attack, a thin layer of frost would hang on his hair and eyebrows.

His body was even colder than ice.

Although after a while, the frost will melt into water, and Mo Lingwei will slowly wake up.

But for so many years, the emperor has been insisting on looking for a miracle medicine for him, but it has not worked.

The imperial physician is helpless.

Some people even say that the current drought in the world is because of the strange disease of Prince Mo Lingwei.

The national master once predicted.

His Royal Highness Prince Mo Lingwei is a nine-generation evil god.

This life is his last life.

If the strange disease is not cured, he cannot enter the reincarnation, and will fall into the evil ghost world after death.

The national master also said that when the drought ends one day, the people will live and work in peace again, and will no longer suffer from natural disasters.

Then, the prince's sins in past lives will slowly be resolved.

When the lucky girl predicted by the national master was born, it rained all night.

The emperor was almost ecstatic.

He thought his son must be saved.

Unfortunately, from that night to now, the world has been in drought for four years.

The emperor sat for a while with a gloomy face, and saw that the frost on Mo Lingwei's brows gradually melted.

He knew that nothing was wrong and Mo Lingwei would wake up soon.

The emperor asked his attendants to serve him well, and then he got up and left, and the imperial doctors hurriedly followed him.

"Does the prince take medicine on time every day?" The emperor asked in the corridor.

In order to treat Mo Lingwei's strange cold frost disease, the prescriptions prescribed by the Imperial Hospital were all very yang medicinal materials.

Although he didn't know whether it was effective, the emperor was unwilling to give up any opportunity.

The head of the Imperial Hospital, Lord Fang, hurried forward: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Hospital was short of the medicinal material Aconitum, but after my brother's search, he finally bought it from a hidden master."

"The prince's medicine will not be out of stock again, please rest assured."

The emperor nodded faintly: "You have done a good job, go to the Palace Affairs Department to receive the reward silver."

The head of the hospital, Lord Fang, knelt down to thank him for his grace.

The emperor was about to walk away.

Suddenly, he thought of something and turned his head to ask Chen Shaobei who was standing next to him.

"What has the prince been busy with recently? I see that the guards in the Purple Palace are frequently coming in and out."

Chen Shaobei cupped his fist: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has been looking for someone recently. Previously, Your Highness was attacked and was rescued by a little girl, so after returning to the palace, he has been looking for this benefactor."

The emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh? So, have you found it now?"

Chen Shaobei paused and was about to answer.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw a graceful figure rushing over.

"Your Majesty, how is Ling Wei's condition?" The Sixth Prince's biological mother, Concubine Li, is now the person in charge of the Six Palaces.

She wears silk and silk, jade ornaments, and her dark hair is full of pearls and jade.

And on that well-maintained face, her eyebrows are tightly furrowed, all of which is concerned about Mo Lingwei.

The emperor held her hand and comforted her gently: "He is fine. His old illness has recurred and he needs more rest."

Concubine Li immediately said: "I will ask the imperial kitchen to carefully prepare Ling Wei's meals and make some nourishing stews."

Speaking of this, she shed tears.

"Ling Wei suddenly became ill. He must have been angry with Chang Gong before. But they are brothers. How could they kill each other? There must be a traitor behind this."

"When Ling Wei recovers, I will ask Chang Gong to apologize."

Hearing this, the emperor let go of Concubine Li's hand.

"Let Ling Wei rest well, and Chang Gong's injuries must also recover. Don't let them torment each other."

Concubine Li stopped crying and bowed her head silently: "I understand."

The emperor looked at Chen Shaobei again: "The benefactor you just mentioned..."

Chen Shaobei immediately bowed his hands and interrupted the emperor's words almost calmly: "I will pay more attention to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The emperor nodded and left.

Concubine Li looked at Chen Shaobei suspiciously and followed him.

Chen Shaobei's eyes were cold.

If Concubine Li knew about this, who knows what she would do to cause trouble for Mo Lingwei.