Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 994

"There's something wrong with his mind. He lives in his own world and can't use normal people's thoughts to talk about it." After Wei Yuanwei heard this, she sighed, how could normal people communicate with mental patients? They all have their own worlds, no one could disturb him, "When she thought that the Yao Yao was helping him achieve her great achievements, yet you stood out and told him that the Yao Yao was using him, he obviously didn't want to accept it. The more you talk, the more he thinks that you are obstructing him."

"Yes, I clearly felt his paranoia just now, and the unreasonable look in his eyes. I know what I'm saying is useless now." Mu Jin sighed lightly, as if he felt somewhat regretful. If Feng Yin's mind was normal, he wouldn't have been toyed with so easily by Yao Yao.

"Is Feng Yin in the palace now?"

Mu Jin smiled lightly again: That's right, and Feng Yin had even appeared as my ident.i.ty, Mu Zhi had decided to give up his position to Feng Yin. From the looks of it, Yao Yao had made some sort of deal with Mu Zhi, so the final goal was me?

Mu Jin spoke very easily and the haze from a few months ago had long since dissipated.

To Mu Jin, right now he was waiting for Fu Chen and the Yao Yao to appear.

"You seem pretty open-minded now." Wei Yuanwei looked at Mu Jin as she spoke with a relaxed expression, as though as long as Mu Jin's eyebrows were relaxed, she would also feel as if it was a walk in the park, without any worries.

"Even if you live, why should you live? What's there to be afraid of?" Mu Jin raised his eyebrows at Wei Yuanwei, "Anyway, we have our own weakness, and if Fu Chen really falls to the ground and is forced to stay together with the Yao Yao no matter what, then we will go all out and see what method we have to remove the curse."

Mu Jin's att.i.tude when he spoke was indescribably carefree and unrestrained.

"I've already thought about it. When we reach the final step, Feng Yin will likely know that he has been tricked. That's why before that, I told him to hand over the antidote. That way, we can be together forever." Mu Jin spoke with extreme seriousness, and it was as if all the danger had turned into smoke between light smiles.

It was as if because of this laugh, Wei Yuanwei's sorrowful emotions eased up, and she said softly: "Aren't you afraid that Feng Yin wouldn't have been able to accept this excitement at that time, and would have gone insane?"

Mu Jin squinted his eyes, "That means my biggest mission will be to get the antidote for Feng Yin. Coincidentally, I have a lot of the aphrodisiac that Zheyan gave me, I'll find Feng Yin to have a good chat tomorrow and work on his Spring and Autumn dream."

Wei Yuanwei thought for a while, "Just listen to him, but you can't be too obedient either. You have to show that you're forced into a corner and you have no choice but to obey, because this way, he will feel a sense of accomplishment. After that, you can give him that medicine.

"Alright, I will find Feng Yin tomorrow to properly reminisce about the old days." Mu Jin nodded his head, meaning that he knew what to do.

Wei Yuanwei lowered her eyes. Those drugs were made by Ning Zheyan and she was only left with those, there would never be another one in the future.

The morning of the second day, Mu Zhi announced this news in the great hall, and in an instant, it could be said that he was shocked throughout the entire country.

The reappearance of the Mu Jin who had disappeared for many years and was rumored to have died had undoubtedly stirred a thousand ripples.

And when Mu Zhi gave the throne to Mu Jin, the hundreds of officials below were all dumbstruck.

Not long after, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely strange. Everyone lowered their heads and used their eyes to carefully communicate, but they didn't even dare to breathe heavily.

The high-ranking officials wanted to object, but when they thought about the sudden disappearance of the Prince An and Prince Lu and the haughty and cold-looking Mu Jin, who was standing beside the Emperor, they couldn't help but marvel at his actions.

No one dared to object.

Mu Zhi's cold eyes swept across the body of the court minister below. He clenched the hand that was placed on the dragon's hilt tightly, and hatefully thought: Is the name Mu Jin really that shocking?

No matter what decision he had made before, there would always be some people who would stop him and advise him otherwise. But now, because of a single Mu Jin, these people didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Mu Zhi took a deep breath and looked at Feng Yin, then revealed a profound smile.

In any case, Feng Yin and Mu Jin did not have much time left to live.

At that time, this world would still be his.

Then, before anyone could digest this news, Mu Zhi announced another piece of news, which was to confer the t.i.tle of Young Master of Qing Ming Waterside Pavilion as the only va.s.sal force within the Southern Mountain State.

who was also the only one with a different surname from the Southern Mountain State.

Under everyone's cold sweat and astonished and shocked gazes, Mu Jin, wearing a moon-white robe and a silver mask, slowly walked into the hall.

All the officials looked at Mu Jin who was walking past, and then looked at the haughty and overbearing moan of the wind on the stage. Many of them began to whisper to each other, "Why are the bodies of this young master and Mu Jin so similar?"

Mu Jin's gaze swept across everyone one by one. After so many years, he could still see a few of the faces that he had seen when he was the crown prince.

Today, these people were already the subjects of the imperial court's humerus.

Mu Zhi announced that he would formally abdicate from the throne at the first of next month and become a prince.

Feng Yin, who was on the stage, looked down at Mu Jin. He did not know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of superiority that he had never felt before.

He had finally used his new ident.i.ty and status to stand on the stage that he yearned for day and night. Looking at the man who was kneeling in front of him and addressing him as Mu Jin, he felt like he had never been so happy in his life before.

He finally obtained the life that he wanted. After today, everyone would know that he was Mu Jin.

"How does it feel to be below one person and above tens of thousands of people?" After arriving at the imperial court, Mu Jin and Feng Yin were walking around the exquisite pavilions, where the golden and dazzling Treasure Temples were standing in front of Feng Yin in a spectacular manner.

It made Feng Yin feel as if he was walking in the clouds. His entire body was floating, as if he was being worshipped by thousands of his subjects, as if he was already the emperor.

Feng Yin turned around and stretched out his hands. His handsome face was filled with arrogance and arrogance, and his black pupils were filled with greed, "This feeling is really great. I feel that I am truly living now, and this great river and mountain will soon be mine, not mine."

Mu Jin smirked coldly, and agreed: "That's right, at that time, the harem's three thousand beauties will still be chosen by the Emperor, they will be extremely wealthy, and will all belong to the Emperor."

Feng Yin's entire being floated up after hearing Mu Jin's words, "That's right, when the time comes, this world will belong to us. We will do whatever we want, and will no longer be restricted by anyone.

"Of course, but the Emperor has to keep his word." Mu Jin walked behind Feng Yin, with his hands behind his back, he stood up straight. Although his tone revealed a sense of respect, his att.i.tude was neither servile nor overbearing.

"As long as you help us make these, we will of course give you the antidote. We are even more willing to let your relationship with Wei Yuanwei last for a long time, our love will remain the same." Feng Yin turned his head to look at Mu Jin and said.

Mu Jin's eyes flickered under the mask, then said: "It's been so many years, and seeing the familiar scene before my eyes, I couldn't help but sigh, thinking back to that time, w.a.n.g Sun, Gui Qi's most popular style was to gather together to absorb blessing powder, it really felt like a drunk dream, like a dream in a dream, I was carefree and happy, but unfortunately, after leaving the palace, I was never able to do so again."

"What is blessings?" Hearing Mu Jin's tone of reminiscence and frustration, Feng Yin naturally felt curious.

It's also known as the Divine Elixir, and it's very popular amongst the aristocrats of the royal family. At that time, absorbing the Divine Elixir is a symbol of status and power, and absorbing it will allow one's mind to be refreshed, their face will be radiant, and it will also greatly increase one's memory, which will be extremely helpful for one to learn martial arts. This Divine Elixir is only available in the Royal Family, not just ordinary citizens, even merchants of the wealthy side won't be able to obtain it, because the medicinal ingredients for making the Divine Elixir are extremely precious, and won't cause any harm to others. The more Mu Jin talked, the more rare it was, the more Feng Yin would take the bait.

He had already figured out Feng Yin's mentality.

"Why have I never heard of it?" As Feng Yin listened to Mu Jin talk about the matters of the past, his arrogant face became even more gloomy.

Mu Jin's words had undoubtedly splashed a layer of cold water on his head.

It's said that this Immortal medicine only exists among the n.o.bility. Since young, the Emperor has never had it in his womb, so he naturally doesn't know about it, and other than this Immortal medicine, there are many things that the Emperor doesn't know about. However, the Emperor doesn't need to be anxious; when the time comes for the Emperor to officially ascend the throne, someone will naturally inform the Emperor. Mu Jin carefully observed the expression on Feng Yin's face with his deep, pitch-black eyes.

How could Feng Yin not want to know what he once had and knew?

He really wanted to be him too much!

"Tell us what exactly is that Immortal Powder and it really has this kind of miraculous effect." Feng Yin had obviously been hit.

"Of course, or else he wouldn't be sought after by the royals and aristocrats. It's just that those years when he absorbed too much, the already precious herbs became even rarer, and in recent years, he could barely absorb any more Immortal Powder. It's said that even the emperor can only absorb it two or three times a year, let alone the others." The corner of Mu Jin's mouth curved up in a profound smile.

Hearing that, Feng Yin's face became even more unsightly, and he looked at Mu Jin with even more jealousy and hatred.

"However, I remember that I still hid a portion of the Immortal Powder back then. I don't know if that place is still there or if anyone found it. If not, I can still absorb it a few times and enjoy myself." Mu Jin lifted her thin lips, and said with an intoxicated expression.

"So many years have pa.s.sed, can I still drink that medicine?" Feng Yin said coldly.

Mu Jin shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I'll just come over to take a look later. If there's nothing else, then I'll be leaving first."