Pathological Trapping - Chap 62
That was the location of the transaction on the letter.
The Fifth Prince’s men will pass the news to the spies in the palace through this inconspicuous little hole.
Mu Jian actually knew about this all along. He left this small hole just to lure fish, but he didn’t expect that today the bait would fall on Guard Li.
He stood in the darkness.
Those hiding around him are all his people.
Mu Jian didn’t know what he should do if he really saw Guard Li appear here later.
If he really came.
Just want him dead.
Mu Jian closed his eyes.
Suddenly someone came running over breathlessly, “Your Highness, something bad has happened. After Guard Li ate a piece of cake, he fell into a coma for a while. When he woke up, he started talking nonsense! He cried and made a fuss to see you, and the servants couldn’t stop him.”
Mu Jian’s heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.
He hurriedly ran to the yard where Li Dezhuang was.
Before I reached the gate, I heard crying inside.
”Let me go! Let me go! Let me go! I want to find His Highness! Your Highness! Let me go! Wow…”
Mu Jian walked in hurriedly.
Li Dezhuang sat on the ground with his back to him, like a naughty child, using his hands and feet to flutter desperately.
When the servants around saw Mu Jian coming, they hurriedly saluted.
”Your Majesty.”
Mu Jian waved his hand.
Li Dezhuang turned his head suddenly, and the moment he saw Mu Jian, his eyes lit up. He jumped up from the ground and threw himself directly into Mu Jian’s arms, hugging him tightly, tilting his head and smiling foolishly.
“Your Highness… hehehe… Your Highness…”
Mu Jian had a bad feeling in his heart.
”What did he eat?”
The maid quickly brought the snacks.
There’s not much left on the plate, just one piece.
Without waiting for Mu Jian to say anything, Li Dezhuang pounced on it like a dog seeing a bone, grabbed the piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
The people around couldn’t stop him.
Mu Jian pinched his neck, his eyes red with anxiety, and asked him to spit it out.
But Li Dezhuang’s eyes were almost rolling back, his face was getting paler and paler, and he was unable to spit out the cake.
Mu Jian withdrew his hand, held Li Dezhuang, who was coughing violently, in his arms, and patted his back.
”What are you standing there for? Go find the doctor!”
The others were awakened as if from a dream and rushed to find the imperial physician.
Li Dezhuang recovered, glanced at Mu Jian, screamed and dodged, hid behind the table, squatted on the ground, hugged himself and trembled.
Mu Jian’s head was about to explode.
Just get closer.
Li Dezhuang, who was hiding behind the table, was shaking even more violently, and the table was shaking along with him.
Mu Jian had no choice but to stop, squat down, and coax him out.
”What’s wrong?”
Li Dezhuang glanced at him secretly, and his voice was very, very soft, and he sounded very, very aggrieved.
”You pinched me…”
Mu Jian sighed.
”What you just ate is poisonous. I want you to spit it out.”
”pain.”
”Then I’ll apologize to you. Come out. I won’t hit you anymore.”
Li Dezhuang looked at him cautiously, “Really? Your Highness, are you really not going to hit me? What if you don’t keep your word?”
”No, come here.”
Li Dezhuang held himself and took a small step.
Glanced at Mu Jian.
The other party did not move.
He took another small step forward.
Then he squatted there, speaking in a low voice.
”Can’t your highness come over?”
Mu Jian walked over and squatted in front of him. He raised his hand to tidy up his already messy hair and asked him, “Who am I?”
”Your Highness.”
”name.”
”Mu Jian.”
”what your name?”
”Strong.”
”Uh…” Mu Jian was silent.
Li Dezhuang held his legs and shook them from side to side. After a while, he yawned.
”Your Highness, Your Highness. I’m sleepy. Your Highness, can you carry me to sleep?”
Li Dezhuang opened his arms.
Waiting for Mu Jian to hug him.
Mu Jian was stunned.
Go over there…
Hug him again.
Until he was put to bed.
The other side didn’t put up any resistance.
Not even an eye roll.
Now even if Mu Jian was avoiding the question again, he realized it.
Li Dezhuang was stunned.
Mu Jian held Li Dezhuang’s hand and tightened it slowly, with murderous intent in his eyes. He wanted to drag Lao Wu out of his palace and chop him into pieces!
Soon the imperial physician arrived.
As soon as Li Dezhuang saw the old doctor with white beard, he went up to him and pulled his beard.
When others tried to stop him, Li Dezhuang shouted.
Only Mu Jian can touch him.
Mu Jian held him and let him sit in his arms. He was very well behaved, playing with a tuft of beard plucked from the imperial physician’s chin and having a lot of fun, and even played with it for Mu Jian to see.
Mu Jian looked at the imperial physician’s furrowed brows and his solemn expression and knew that something was wrong.
The imperial physician knelt down tremblingly.
”Your Majesty, I am incompetent and cannot tell what disease this young master has.”
Mu Jian narrowed his eyes.
He looked at the imperial physician for a while, then looked at Li Dezhuang in his arms for a while.
Li Dezhuang takes playing with his beard seriously.
Noticing Mu Jian’s gaze, she looked up and smiled at him.
Innocent.
Mu Jian took his hand and stood up.
”The imperial physician is incompetent. There is no point in keeping him. Beat him to death.”
The people around were shocked.
The imperial physician knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly begging for mercy.
”Your Majesty, please let me go! Please, Your Majesty!”
Mu Jian was unmoved, looking at Li Dezhuang who was still playing with his beard, without saying a word. After a while, he took Li Dezhuang’s hand, walked to the gate of the courtyard, pointed at the doctor who was pressed to the ground, hit by a stick, screamed, and begged for mercy, and said: “Look at him.”
