ad never known how his injuries were healed.Even now, just a routine physical examination still requires him to be under anesthesia.Qingxuan noticed that Nangong Ye's eyes had become a few points deep...Qingxuan named the emperor, but Nangong Ye already knew who Qingxuan was talking about.

Nan Gong Ye's eyes darkened; he had also thought about it that way.

...that's all.

Some things can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.

He didn't want to dwell on such thoughts any further.

Qing Xuan saw his reaction, and her beautiful crescent eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

Once, when the original owner was washing clothes by the river, she always heard passersby say that the current emperor was mediocre and not as good as Nangong Ye. They believed that if Nangong Ye became emperor, the people of Chen would live a better life than they do now.

The common people adore Nangong Ye, longing for him to replace the puppet emperor and ascend the Dragon Throne.

If this were to happen to an emperor who had no ambition and was nearing the end of his life, perhaps it would be a cause for comfort.

But now the emperor of Chen Guo is not yet old. He once allowed Nan Gong Ye to go to war and conquer everywhere, which shows that this dog emperor has even bigger ambitions.

How could such an incompetent emperor tolerate having someone more capable, even someone the people desire to replace him

These things weren't that Nangong Ye hadn't thought about, but he was unwilling to think in that direction anymore.

"My husband, he is no longer your father."

How can someone who plots to kill themselves be fit to be a father!

As soon as she spoke, Nangong Ye's eyes deepened, as if a whirlpool was churning within them.

She knew Namgung Yeop needed to face those things he'd once refused to believe, deep down inside.

She said nothing more, content to simply hold his hand and wait for Nangong Ye Ping's emotions to settle.

After a long time, Nangong Ye's deep voice echoed in the room: "Xuan'er, I know what to do."

Min Ming was covered in a thick quilt, yet Nan Gong Ye's fingertips were icy cold.

Qingxuan tightened her grip on Nangong Ye's hand, their fingers intertwined.

The night is cool as water.

Qingxuan's gentle voice echoed in the room once more: "Husband, the road ahead is fraught with danger. I will accompany you every step of the way. So, have you thought about how to deal with the emperor's poisoned cup tomorrow"

Tomorrow, the emperor will come himself to offer the poisoned wine. To the outside world, the emperor's act appears to be one of paternal love, personally granting his own son, who is living a life worse than death and devoid of any dignity, a release.

Although it may seem cruel, the Dog Emperor will portray him as suffering more than anyone else, as an old father ending Nan Gong Ye's life with his own hands. He is a man of great insight and vision.

Nan Gong Ye: "Xuan'er, I've already thought it through. Tomorrow, I will disguise myself with a hideous appearance and sit in a wheelchair at the front gate of the palace to greet my father."

Nan Gong Ye's thoughts were very similar to Qing Xuan's current ones.

The emperor has already ordered a poisoned wine to be brought.

If one sees in the room that Nan Gong Ye's condition has improved somewhat, then does the Emperor give him poisoned wine or not

He will certainly bestow.

It is likely that when they forced her to marry Nangong Ye for a political marriage, the emperor was only putting on a show for the public.

If all of this was done by the Dog Emperor.

He naturally didn't hope that Nangong Ye could still live.

Qingxuan replied, "Good. Tomorrow we shall meet him at the gate of the palace."

——

The next morning, Nangong Ye began to disguise himself.

Qingxuan had also seen disguises in many novels. It was said that ancient disguise techniques were comparable to skull-replacement surgery.

As expected.

After Nangong Ye's disguise, his entire face looked……

It's still covered in festering sores, a gruesome sight, and incredibly realistic.

Such a horrifying face, if not for Qingxuan being a doctor and used to seeing such festering and disgusting skin conditions, no ordinary person would want to look at Nangong Ye's current face a second time.

After all, it was just a glance, but it was nightmare-inducing.

However, even in this state, Nangong Ye's pair of deep-set eyes were extremely beautiful.

Even Qingxuan found it unbelievable. Despite the fact that he was sporting such a hideous face right now, she was drawn in by Nangong Ye's gaze – eyes as deep and scorching as the ocean depths, captivating all her attention and making her forget about his current appearance.

Seeing Qing Xuan stare at him intently, and not disdaining him because of his repulsive face, Nangong Ye's mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards.eplied, “Xuan’er, please don't be angry.” 。Yesterday, Nangong Ye boiled the blood spirit mushroom millet porridge for Qingxuan. Qingxuan didn't have time to drink it before falling asleep. Now that it...