Even serious injuries that would be fatal on ordinary people, the demon clan can stubbornly carry it down, just like him.

He and his guards had been slashed all over by the Assassins the other day, and had lost a lot of blood, and he was able to ignore the wounds on his body and fight while his guards were unable to move.

Only when you are injured by the monsters of the same demon clan with your demonic power, or by the true qi of Taoist monks and monks, will there be a fatal crisis.

So he asked the old lady, "Son...... What happened to Shizi cousin? Was he severely injured by a Taoist priest, or was there something wrong with his cultivation techniques? If I was severely injured by a Taoist priest, I have also practiced Taoism under the influence of my uncle over the years, and I can't say that I can help. If there is a problem with the cultivation exercises of the cousin of the prince, I also have a lot of cultivation exercises here, and I may be able to help as well-"

"It can't be helped, it's his own problem."

The old lady shook her head, interrupted Murong Li's words with a smile, and didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer, so she changed the topic and said, "Let's not talk about him, do you have any other questions to ask me?" ”

Murong Li took in the pain in the old lady's eyes that he couldn't hide.

He had just met this aunt and grandmother, and he rashly went to the bottom of the matter to ask the cousin of the prince that was not very good, and he would slowly inquire after a few days when he was familiar with it.

His aunt and grandmother had the grace to save his life and reinvent him, and wherever he could, he had to show one or two things to feel at ease.

Moreover, when the cousin of the prince went to the capital, he had met several times, and he was indeed a humble gentleman who was glorious, generous and kind, and knew that his cousin's life was short, and if he could help, he was willing to help.

As the old lady wished, he no longer attached himself to this question and asked, "Grandmother, I have one last question—why did you let your cousin cheat to death and let me come to Weizhou City?" ”

He hesitated, "Is it because it will be dangerous for me to stay in the capital any longer, or does Weizhou City need me to do something?" If there's anything I can do, tell me—"

The old lady sighed, looked at Murong Li with extremely complicated eyes, and opened her mouth for a while, not knowing what to say.

But facing Murong Li's stubborn eyes, he knew that if he didn't say it, he would definitely not be reconciled, and he still told him truthfully after struggling for a long time.

Anyway......

Anyway, this is also what his mother herself explained in the letter, so she doesn't need to cover it up for her, just tell Xiao Ah Li.

"Ahem......"

The old lady touched her throat and coughed, clearing her throat.

Murong Li stared at the old lady closely, his heart sank, and he was a little inexplicably nervous.

He had a hunch that what his aunt had told him would leave him dumbfounded, and even make him doubt his life......

The old lady glanced at him, a little embarrassed to look into his eyes again, and looked at the pot of orchids that were growing well by the windowsill, and whispered, "Your mother is pregnant, child...... The child is not your father's. ”

“……”

Murong Li looked at the old lady in a daze, a little suspicious of his ears.

He was a little skeptical of life.

He felt that he must have heard it wrong, how could such an unbelievable thing happen?

Concubine Hui is pregnant, and the child is not a scumbag father, so ......

Whose else could that be?

He suddenly remembered something—

The assassin who assassinated him a few days ago had deliberately provoked him with the fact that Concubine Hui was pregnant, and he was now sure that it was not someone sent by Concubine Hui who assassinated him that day, so those assassins were still sent by the scumbag father.