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Li Hongyuan didn’t feel like eating, holding a cup of clear tea, and looking at documents.

It’s almost autumn, and the south is rainy. The Emperor Father asked him to manage the flood control issue, which is very important.

Five or six staff members finished a plate of snacks.

There wasn’t much to begin with.

They ate, and then trouble began.

In just a moment, several staff members felt stomachaches and couldn’t hold it in; they all had to go to the toilet.

One or two might be fine, but all six members having this problem – that was strange.

Li Hongyuan waved his hand to dismiss them, and his gaze fell on the plate of snacks.

Only some residue was left.

Some staff members had diarrhoea for the entire day.

After the doctor came, he said they had ingested a large dose of Croton mixed with laxatives.

The staff members were drained.

Although the doctor provided medicine, one frail staff member couldn’t stand it any longer; he miraculously had diarrhoea for three days and eventually died from dehydration.

Li Hongyuan asked the doctor to examine the residue of the snacks, and indeed, the truth was revealed.

Li Hongyuan went to Crystal Clear Manor.

Jiang Ning was having Chunlai and Dongxie massage her injured leg.

If she didn’t get regular massages, her leg would atrophy.

That would be too ugly.

The weather was hot, and she was pregnant, which made her feel even hotter. She wore only a thin white silk dress, leaning back in a lounge chair, her long black hair spread out like flowing clouds, with a fair, pink little face in between, a touch of rouge on her lips, making her stunningly beautiful.

But Li Hongyuan had no appreciation for it.

He bent down, grabbed Jiang Ning’s wrist, pulled her up, and coldly said, “Do you want me dead so badly?”

Huang Ying and the other maids screamed, “My Prince, be careful of the Princess Consort’s body…”

“Get out!” Li Hongyuan yelled.

Jiang Ning frowned, “You’re hurting my hand.”

“You damned woman, why did you try to poison me?”

“Oh?”

“What are you ‘oh’ing about!” Li Hongyuan, seeing her expression, became more annoyed, pulling her closer, staring into her jet-black eyes, “You’re so unwilling to come back with me that you’re trying everything to kill me and become a widow?”

Jiang Ning suddenly let out a low groan, her eyebrows furrowed and bent down, “…It hurts.”

Li Hongyuan frowned, “What are you doing now?”

Jiang Ning’s eyes turned red, her voice trembling, “Li Hongyuan, my stomach hurts so much… Please let me go…”

Li Hongyuan was startled and glanced down at her stomach subconsciously.

She was shivering slightly.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“My stomach hurts so much…” Her eyes reddened, tears brimming, her slightly upturned nose also reddened, her lips glistening.

Li Hongyuan stared at her lips for a moment, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

He asked hesitantly, “How can I help you with your stomachache?”

“First, carry me to the bed to lie down.”

Li Hongyuan didn’t hesitate, bent down to pick her up, carefully placing her on the bed, looking intently at her face, “Does it still hurt? I’ll call the housekeeper immediately to invite the Imperial Physician.”

Jiang Ning closed her eyes briefly before opening them again, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Huh?” Li Hongyuan didn’t react immediately, his mouth slightly open, his handsome face filled with confusion.

Jiang Ning turned on her side, a smile on her face, “I love lying in bed being served; it’s so comfortable.”

Li Hongyuan:”…”

In this situation, what more did he not understand?

What stomachache? She was completely faking it.

Li Hongyuan immediately felt a sense of being toyed with.

He lifted his hand, wanting to slap her, but he hesitated.

“You woman, you…” He had never been so humiliated in his life, and his head felt dizzy from anger..