The words made the cold sweat break out on Mo Lingxi's back. He maintained a calm demeanor, saying, "I'm not stupid, how could I possibly deceive you."
His illness needed to 'recover' slowly, otherwise, his wife would find out what was wrong.
Sheng Lengshuang stared at him.
Her gaze made Mo Lingxi's skin crawl, and he became restless. "Sheng Lengshuang, what's wrong with you?"
Sheng Lengshuang withdrew her gaze, walked to a chair, and sat down. "Nothing, I just wanted to look at you."
Mo Lingxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had a hunch it wasn't that simple, but he didn't dare to ask further. "By the way, have all the residual toxins in your body been cleared?"
Thinking about it now, he almost wished his wife hadn't remembered everything from the past. That way, he could coax her better.
Sheng Lengshuang took out several packets of medicinal powder and said while preparing them, "They are almost cleared. After a good period of conditioning, there will be no more problems."
Mo Lingxi glanced at the medicinal powders and asked tentatively, "What kind of medicine are you preparing?"
Sheng Lengshuang replied in a very casual tone, "Some poison. Many things have happened recently, and I'm preparing more poison just in case."
Mo Lingxi swallowed. "...What kind of poison?"
"Similar to specially made itching powder."
"Specially made itching powder." He was sure his wife's poison wasn't for self-defense, but to deal with him.
Sheng Lengshuang glanced at Mo Lingxi and continued preparing the medicinal powder.
That glance made Mo Lingxi's heart pound. "If you have something to say, just say it. You make me very uneasy like this."
Sheng Lengshuang placed a prepared packet of medicine aside and said calmly, "Has Prince Mingrui ever heard the saying: If you do nothing wrong, you won't fear a knock on the door at midnight?"
This blatant implication made Mo Lingxi certain that the medicinal powder was prepared for him. This showed that his wife still suspected his illness.
If he didn't get better soon, he didn't know what else would happen.
He covered his mouth and coughed lightly. "Did you do something wrong?"
Sheng Lengshuang chuckled and ignored him, continuing to prepare the special poison.
Mo Lingxi couldn't handle any more matters. He pinched his brow. "Can you stop scaring me like this? I'm timid."
Sheng Lengshuang scoffed. "A dignified God of War would be timid? Please, touch your conscience and say that again."
Mo Lingxi didn't dare to say it again. Saying it once had taken all his courage.
"I've collected some seeds these past few days. See if any of them are useful." He took out a bag of seeds from the drawer and handed it to Sheng Lengshuang.
Sheng Lengshuang took it and looked, finding them all to be good seeds. "Thank you for your trouble. These seeds are very useful to me."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
It was the butler. "Your Highness, Miss Sima has come to visit."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Lengshuang's eyes curved upwards. She hadn't seen Sima Min for quite some time.
It was said that Sima Min had been staying obediently in Prince Rui's mansion during this period, not only declining all banquets and invitations but also rarely stepping out of the inner courtyard.
"Let her in."
Since his wife had spoken, Mo Lingxi didn't dare to refuse. He asked the butler to bring Sima Min in.
After a while, the butler led Sima Min to the study and then withdrew.
Sima Min curtsied and smiled gently. "Greetings, Your Highness Prince Mingrui, and Miss Sheng."
"Looking at Your Highness Prince Mingrui's complexion, your condition should have improved a lot. I've brought some medicinal herbs and tonics, hoping they will be useful to Your Highness Prince Mingrui."
As she spoke, she placed the items in her hands on the small table.
Mo Lingxi said indifferently, "Thank you, Miss Sima."
"Miss Sima's complexion looks good," Sheng Lengshuang suddenly said.
Sima Min touched her face, her smile increasing slightly. "Perhaps one's spirits are high when something good is about to happen. My fiancé's situation has improved a lot recently, and it's all thanks to Miss Sheng's help."
Sheng Lengshuang knew that Cheng Han's official career had become smoother. "It has nothing to do with me; it's all thanks to Miss Sima's good work."
"Miss Sheng is too modest. Without Miss Sheng's help, my fiancé's career would not have been so smooth. Here, I sincerely thank Miss Sheng."
"You're welcome. Miss Sima, did you come today solely to visit?"
Sima Min looked puzzled. "Yes, I simply came to visit. Has Miss Sheng misunderstood something?"
Sheng Lengshuang curved her lips into a smile. "What could I misunderstand? However, what Miss Sima said is very suggestive."
"It's good that there are no uninformed people here, otherwise, I would be turned into a villain."
Sima Min tightened her grip on her embroidered handkerchief slightly. "Miss Sheng is truly humorous. No wonder Prince Mingrui is infatuated with you."
Sheng Lengshuang nodded in agreement. "As the saying goes, a beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million. Souls as interesting as this are probably few in this world."
"Only you," Mo Lingxi seized the opportunity to declare. "And I only want you."
Sheng Lengshuang glanced at him sideways. "Did I ask you to speak?"
Mo Lingxi dared not speak anymore.
This scene stung Sima Min's eyes. She felt that she was the most suitable woman for Prince Mingrui, but it was only because Sheng Lengshuang had used despicable and vulgar means, and had even had Prince Mingrui's child. Otherwise, why would Prince Mingrui be good to her?
"The relationship between Prince Mingrui and Miss Sheng is truly enviable."
Sheng Lengshuang said calmly, "Miss Sima, why envy me? I heard that Lord Cheng treats you very well, making many young ladies envious of you."
Sima Min said shyly, "Cheng Han does treat me very well."
Sheng Lengshuang noticed that there wasn't much genuine joy or shyness in her eyes, so she knew there was a problem. "I wonder when we'll be able to drink Miss Sima and Lord Cheng's wedding wine."
Sima Min sighed. "I have to wait until I've observed the mourning period for three years. Fortunately, Cheng Han has already agreed."
Sheng Lengshuang let out a soft scoff. "Miss Sima is very filial."
For betrothed couples, if they were of age, observing mourning for half a year was usually sufficient. If they were not engaged, or not of age, observing mourning for one year was enough. Yet, Sima Min wanted to observe mourning for three years.
Should she be called filial, or was she being too presumptuous?
Sima Min could tell her sarcasm and hated her inwardly. "My father passed away suddenly, and I want to mourn for him for a few more years, so that my father can rest easier below."
Sheng Lengshuang said "oh" understandingly and suddenly brought up a matter. "Speaking of which, the true killer of Prince Rui has not been found after all this time. However, Prince Mingrui has found some useful clues, which are related to Miss Sima."
Sima Min's heart skipped a beat. She opened her eyes in surprise. "Related to me? Miss Sheng is joking, right? That was my father. No matter how insane I am, I would never do such a vicious thing."