The Entire Palace Thinks the Crown Prince Has Gone Insane

Mo Bai waited for Wen Zhaoyan to exercise his right to make one wish.

But after several days, Mo Bai still hadn’t seen Wen Zhaoyan make a wish.

He was privately frustrated. This person might not believe, but last time he had
been so effective. Didn’t Wen Zhaoyan find that even a little coincidental?

Didn’t he want to try again?

He thought of Mo Xiangtian, who had thought it was just make-believe, but later,
just to be safe, had secretly come to try again anyway.

Even as he thought this, his mind had already unconsciously made an excuse for
Wen Zhaoyan—

‘So your father is a bit silly, but Wen Zhaoyan is just difficult like this.’

So he let his spirit leave his body again and went to find Wen Zhaoyan.

This time, the spirit exit was actively controlled. Unlike a complete
separation, he could still sense the state of the child’s body.

With his divine power recovering faster, his abilities were also gradually
returning.

He took the familiar path to the neighboring estate.

The European-style living room was gorgeous but elaborate.

Wen Zhaoyan sat on the sofa facing the curved staircase, his gaze fixed on the
direction of the entrance. The ancient-robed young man floated in like a gust of
wind, his wide sleeves billowing.

Their eyes met, but neither spoke.

Apart from Wen Zhaoyan, no one could see Mo Bai.

The butler looked deeply worried.

The guards also wore grim expressions. Kai had brought a doctor to examine Wen
Zhaoyan, checking his physical data and consciousness sea threshold.

The butler nagged tirelessly, “Dr. Silan, you must examine His Highness
thoroughly. His condition has already worsened. Do you have any other ways to
save him?”

Hearing this, Mo Bai immediately furrowed his handsome brows. “Has your mental
problem gotten worse?”

Wen Zhaoyan didn’t answer. He only glanced at the young man for a moment before
looking away.

Mo Bai floated in a couple of circles around him, finished his observation, and
concluded, “Same as a few days ago. Not worse.”

But the butler was acting as if Wen Zhaoyan were about to die any moment.

Wen Zhaoyan clenched the coin in his palm and still said nothing.

Seeing the butler and guards looking so grim, Mo Bai wondered if something
serious had really happened to Wen Zhaoyan that he hadn’t noticed.

After all, they were family now, and he was his first client.

Mo Bai decided to sit down right next to Wen Zhaoyan, reached out, and placed
his hand on Wen Zhaoyan’s forehead to examine him personally.

His sleeves were so long and wide that when he raised his hand, a fair, slender
wrist was revealed.

Wen Zhaoyan wasn’t used to being touched and instinctively shrank back.

But Mo Bai’s hand landed on his brow first.

The touch was cool, like his current white robe, like ice and snow.

“Don’t move,” Mo Bai said, looking down at him, a hint of reproach in his voice.

And then, Wen Zhaoyan really didn’t move.

The doctor, unaware of the invisible young man in the room, loosened his
examining instrument when he saw Wen Zhaoyan like this and asked, “Is Your
Highness feeling unwell somewhere?”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “No.”

The doctor put the instrument back in place and carefully recorded each set of
data.

Mo Bai examined him quickly and withdrew his hand after a short time,
confirming, “No worsening.”

At that moment, the doctor examining Wen Zhaoyan also said, “Based on the
results, Your Highness’s consciousness sea threshold is the same as last time.
No change. Your Highness has maintained it well.”

Mo Bai nodded. He hadn’t seen any problem either. He was puzzled. “Why do they
all say you’ve worsened?”

Wen Zhaoyan still didn’t respond.

Just as Mo Bai was about to ask for details, he heard the butler say urgently,
“But it seems His Highness has been having hallucinations. Why is that?”

The doctor looked at Wen Zhaoyan.

Wen Zhaoyan pressed his lips together. “No hallucinations.”

The butler turned to Kai for help.

Kai had already seen the surveillance footage. Wen Zhaoyan talking to himself in
the living room, even pouring tea for thin air—none of it looked normal.

Kai said in a low voice, “Your Highness, do you really not remember what you
did?”

Wen Zhaoyan remembered perfectly.

And the culprit was right in front of him.

He said, “I remember.”

Kai said expressionlessly, “No, you don’t remember at all.”

He played the surveillance footage, pointing out a series of Wen Zhaoyan’s odd
actions. “You saw something, talked to it, offered it tea. But you don’t
remember it at all.”

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

Mo Bai leaned over to look.

“Hmm?” This scene seemed somewhat familiar.

Mo Bai looked up and met Wen Zhaoyan’s gaze again.

Wen Zhaoyan silently stared back.

The doctor had already begun analyzing Wen Zhaoyan’s behavior with Kai and the
others, listing possibilities from hallucinations to split personality.

Mo Bai felt an unaccustomed twinge of guilt.

No wonder Wen Zhaoyan hadn’t been talking to him…

But when the doctor announced that they would need to observe a while longer to
determine whether Wen Zhaoyan really had a split personality, Mo Bai couldn’t
help snorting with laughter.

“Split personality, hahaha.”

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

But this unrestrained laughter was something only he could hear.

And the young man grew more and more amused, laughing so hard he couldn’t stand
up straight.

Wen Zhaoyan’s eyes finally showed a hint of helplessness. He couldn’t help
saying, “Stop laughing.”

As soon as he spoke, the butler, guards, doctor, Kai—everyone—snapped their
heads toward Wen Zhaoyan.

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

Everyone then looked at the direction of Wen Zhaoyan’s gaze.

There was nothing there.

The doctor’s voice was heavy and fearful. “Who… who laughed?”

Wen Zhaoyan: “.”

Wen Zhaoyan looked away. “No one.”

The doctor was now certain.

His Highness the Crown Prince’s condition had indeed worsened further.

After that, the atmosphere in the estate remained very heavy. But no mermaid was
willing to get close to His Highness the Crown Prince to treat him.

Kai didn’t want to wait any longer. He frantically began searching for ‘Mo,’
that is, ‘Li Chaoci.’

But like the other hackers looking for ‘Mo,’ Kai only knew he was on the
sanatorium planet, not where.

Perhaps because Kai was too anxious this time, he didn’t cover his tracks well.

The news that the Crown Prince’s condition had worsened leaked out.

The Third Prince, who was still on the sanatorium planet, was very happy when he
heard the news. Even his anger at being outwitted by that little idiot from the
Mo family diminished considerably.

“The Crown Prince’s condition has worsened, and he urgently needs a mermaid to
treat him. As his imperial brother, it’s only natural that I show some concern,”
the Third Prince said hypocritically as he called the Mermaid Association to
send over a few mermaids.

The Mermaid Association said, “Your Highness the Third Prince, all the mermaids
with stronger special ability have already met His Highness the Crown Prince.
The ones left have only average soothing abilities.”

The implication was clear: if the strong ones wouldn’t accept Wen Zhaoyan, why
would lower-level ones?

The Third Prince feigned anger. “What if they actually work? Send them over for
my imperial brother to try.”

How else could he make that person experience the pain of shattered hope?

The Third Prince specifically chose two mermaids with the weakest special
ability, some with defects, and had the Mermaid Association send them to Wen
Zhaoyan.

The two defective little mermaids arrived at the estate shortly after.

The butler was furious at the Third Prince’s insulting gesture of sending
defective mermaids and immediately ordered them returned.

“No need to return them,” Wen Zhaoyan said, stopping him.

The butler was confused. “Your Highness?”

Wen Zhaoyan said indifferently, “The little brat next door has been wanting to
keep a mermaid. Send them to him.”

The butler said, “Your Highness means little Mo Bai? He’s still very young and
hasn’t had his mental energy tested. He probably can’t go through the adoption
process. Besides, the mermaids themselves would have to agree to being adopted
by Mo Bai…”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “The adoption paperwork has probably already been done.”

To humiliate him, the Third Prince would surely have taken care of it.

As for whether the mermaids themselves were willing…

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Have Kai talk to Xixi. Let them communicate.”

Let Xixi be the intermediary. Xixi liked the little brat and wouldn’t refuse.

The butler was surprised. Surprised at how much His Highness the Crown Prince
cared about little Mo Bai.

The Mo family probably didn’t know that ever since the last time little Mo Bai
had offended the Third Prince, the Third Prince had secretly wanted revenge.

But His Highness the Crown Prince had been quietly protecting the little brat,
secretly taking care of everyone who tried to make trouble for him.

Otherwise, the Third Prince’s people would probably have already bullied the
little brat.

Surprise aside, the butler never hesitated when Wen Zhaoyan gave an order. He
went to do it immediately.

Sure enough, with Xixi acting as intermediary, the two defective little mermaids
both agreed.

Mo Bai was delighted to gain two mermaids at once.

Kai made sure to put in a good word. “His Highness remembered that you wanted to
keep a mermaid, so he sent them to you as soon as he got them. When you have the
chance, make sure to say some nice things about him to your little uncle.”

Mo Bai was a bit touched. Wen Zhaoyan really was devoted to his little uncle. “I
will, if I ever see him.”

Kai was relieved.

And continued his search in secret.

Although both mermaids had some defects—one of them was especially small, even
smaller than the crucian carp Mo Bai kept—

Mo Bai gently stroked their heads. “These defects aren’t a big problem. They’ll
heal soon.”

The two little mermaids didn’t know the common language and couldn’t understand
what he said.

But when this human child’s hand touched their heads, a very comfortable, warm
energy entered their bodies, making them slowly relax. They couldn’t help but
turn over and blow bubbles in the water.

Mo Bai’s heart itched.

In the end, he couldn’t resist. He scooped up the two little mermaids, carried
them to the swimming pool, and jumped in with a splash.

After being nurtured by divine power, the swimming pool had become a true
wishing well, its waters imbued with divine power.

Once in the pool, the two little mermaids felt like they were in heaven. They
dove under the water, blowing even more bubbles.

Mo Bai also dove under, kicking his little feet alongside them, happily blowing
bubbles together.

Unlike Mo Bai’s carefree happiness, Mo Xiangtian was very troubled.

Since yesterday, he had started being disliked by his wife again.

It was just f*cking ridiculous.

He had wished for three days without being scolded, and it was exactly three
days.

Even a lifelong non-superstitious person like him couldn’t help but believe.

As soon as the three days were up, his wife started disliking him left and
right.

The thing about people was, once they experienced tenderness and care, they
became greedy.

And so, after enjoying three days of tender domestic bliss, Mo Xiangtian
couldn’t stand not being able to sleep in the bed anymore.

Maybe he should try making a wish again?

This time, he didn’t involve Mo Bai. He secretly fiddled with the incense and
candles himself, burning incense and making a wish.

After making his wish, he waited at home with a hint of secret anticipation.

Toward evening, Li Ruo came home.

Mo Xiangtian, who had been disliked by his wife just that morning, cautiously
said, “…Honey?”

Li Ruo looked at him, her brow slightly furrowed.

Mo Xiangtian immediately shrank his neck.

Li Ruo: “…”

Li Ruo took a deep breath. “Never mind. Go wash your hands and call Baibai for
dinner.”

Mo Xiangtian: “!!!”

This was just too effective!!

This time he had wished for a whole month!!

His materialistic worldview was completely shattered.

But Mo Xiangtian adjusted quickly. If his wife could love him more and more, and
his son could stay healthy, what did it matter if he was superstitious?

So, upon hearing that His Highness the Crown Prince’s condition had worsened, Mo
Xiangtian thought of the favor he owed.

A favor had to be repaid. And it was said that the Crown Prince was in a very
bad state now, with no mermaid to soothe his mental energy, and doctors couldn’t
cure him either.

Maybe the Crown Prince should try worshipping a god?

It seemed like the only thing left to try as a last resort.

Mo Xiangtian found the butler and spoke to him mysteriously for a while.

The butler looked like he had a lot to say but couldn’t, his expression complex.
Finally, with a tiny glimmer of hope—’what if it actually works?’—he returned to
the estate.

That night.

Wen Zhaoyan, who had trouble sleeping due to the torment of his consciousness
sea, got up in the middle of the night and saw a large group of people outside
the estate.

The butler stood at the front. Behind him stood the estate’s guards, each
holding three sticks of incense.

At the very front stood a golden incense burner, half a meter tall.

The butler led all the guards in three earnest bows, their lips moving in chant,
like brainwashed puppets.

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

In the dead of night, gathering to burn incense.

For a moment, Wen Zhaoyan recalled a mission he had received not long after he
first joined the military—to eradicate a cult.

This scene was eerily similar.

Wen Zhaoyan was silent for a moment. Then he asked, “What are you all doing?”