When the snow fades away, the world is green, the plants are luxuriant, the beasts and birds are fat, and every season, the royal family of the Northern Moroc country, which is famous for its good war, will hunt.

The scale of the hunt was more spectacular than ever, and the array was huge, but all the princes and nobles who had reached the age of 10 could participate, and the princes and generals were eager to try and make a good impression on the king.

I thought that this hunt would not end in a month or two, but I didn't expect that only 10 days later, the herdsmen on the grassland saw the dragon-like crowd rushing towards the direction of White Frost City.

In the palace of White Frost City, the imperial physician knelt on the ground, and King Kuqila lay on the bed with a pale face, his breath wandering.

After the most prestigious divine doctor in the Northern Mormo Kingdom finished checking the king's pulse, his brows tightened and his face became more and more difficult to look at.

In the inner hall, Queen Chu Ning summoned the divine doctor alone.

"You tell me the truth, can the king's injury have a chance to turn around?" Chu Ning asked.

The divine doctor shook his head and said, "The poison has entered the bone marrow, I'm afraid it's ......."

Although Chu Ning was mentally prepared, it was still difficult to accept such a blow, his legs were weak, and he sat in the chair behind him in prostration, closing his eyes in despair and asking, "How many days are left?"

"Up to ...... Three days. The miracle doctor said truthfully.

"How many days has it been since the white guards set off this summer?" Chu Ning still had his eyes closed, and his face was even paler than that of Kuqila who was lying on the bed.

"It's been two days since we left. "This summer road.

Chu Ning only felt dizzy, and the whole person was fluttering. Was it only two days, and why did she think it had been 10,000 years?

It's too late!

A few days ago, there was news that the Xianmen saint without a mirror appeared near the Dongchen country, but the Xianmen saint has always been uncertain, even if this news is true, it will take several months from here to Dongchen, and no one knows where the Xianmen saint is in the vast land of Dongchen, even if he is lucky enough to meet the Xianmen saint and invite him back to the Beimo country, the king may have already ascended to heaven.

Cold sweat flowed down Chu Ning's back, and he felt dizzy.

No, she can't just fall like this, she has to be stronger for Yu'er's sake.

"You all stand down~ I want to be alone and quiet. Chu Ning closed her eyes tightly, since the king was injured, she didn't rest for a moment, she didn't think about tea and dinner, the whole person lost a lot of weight, and she was several years old in an instant.

Only the nurse who has taken care of her since she was a child was left in the house, and the two stood on both sides of Chu Ning, even the sound of breathing became cautious, and the whole room was surprisingly quiet.

After a while, Chu Ning opened his eyes and said, "This summer, go get pen and ink." ”

This summer immediately took the pen and ink, Chu Ning took a deep breath, and wrote slowly, during which he couldn't help but burst into tears, and the words on the rice paper were spent.

She carefully put the letter into the envelope, and instructed her to leave immediately this summer, and be sure to hand over the letter to her mother, the Empress Dowager of the West Palace of Dongchen Kingdom.

This summer, he received the order, did not dare to delay for a moment, and rode away.

Just two days ago, Kuqila, the king of the Northern Moroccan Kingdom, was bitten by a poisonous snake while hunting, and although he immediately ordered someone to suck out the venom, the poisonous snake was so poisonous that part of the venom had quietly penetrated into the bones, and Kuqila fell unconscious after returning to the camp.

Although the news of the king's injury was blocked, it was no secret that if it hadn't happened, how could such a large hunting party have rushed back to the royal capital in such a hurry.

Chu Ning has no son, so she loses the right to participate in this war, no matter who takes the throne in the future, what awaits her will be a tragic end.

Chu Ning was born in the emperor's family, and since she was a child, she saw too much of the insidious cruelty of the power struggle, and when she was forced to marry into Beimo, she expected her ending early.

She looked up at the dark night sky, and the dark clouds weighed down, heralding the coming storm.

The country of Northern Mormo is about to change!

"Ordered someone to escort Yu'er out of the city immediately. Chu Ning said to the nurse.

"What about you?" asked the nurse hesitantly, now that they have escaped, they still have a chance to turn around, and I am afraid that it will be too late......

Chu Ning shook her head, with her identity, she was destined to be a victim of power since she was born.

That night, Qisheng who was sleeping was woken up by Duniang, and Qisheng was alert and immediately got up and ran out with Duniang.

The princess's mansion was on fire, and a bunch of people broke into the princess's mansion without saying a word, and killed anyone they saw.

When Duniang got up at night, she saw a group of people surrounding the princess's mansion, and she knew that something was wrong, so she hurriedly woke up Qisheng and fled.

Duniang and Qisheng ran wildly all the way and hid in a cave in the forest in the back mountain, but because of the hurry they came out, the two didn't take anything.

Qisheng is the most familiar with the wild life, and after a while, the fire is raised, and when he picks up branches, he catches two birds that are napping on the tree by the way, and roasts them on the fire.

"It's roasted, it's ready to eat!" Qisheng handed the game to Duniang.

Duniang took it and smiled with some relief, although this child did not have horns, but his hands and feet were nimble, his mind was clever, and his physical fitness was many times better than that of children of the same age.

Maybe even if she doesn't have horns, the blood of the unicorn in her body is still relatively thick.

"You deserve it!" Qisheng suddenly said without a head or tail, and took a bite of the game as he spoke.

Duniang knew who the child was talking about, so she lowered her head and smiled.

"It's really karma, this time it also gave her a taste of what it means to ruin a family. Thinking of the vicious princess becoming a prisoner, Qisheng's heart was really happy.

The ranch father's revenge can be regarded as revenge, but he took pity on Ah He, and finally became a fatherless child, but fortunately he has a mother.

Although I don't know where the North Mo Kingdom will go, Qisheng hopes that the next king will be a good king who cares for the poor.

Although it was spring, the cave was cold at night, and Qisheng shrank in the corner and fell asleep.

Duniang looked at Qisheng, a little distressed, this child is used to being independent, he doesn't like to be intimate with people, he always keeps a three-point distance from others, he is calm and calm, his mind is mature, and he doesn't look like a five-year-old child at all.

But the more this is the case, the more Duniang feels pity for Qisheng, and quietly unties her jacket and covers Qisheng.

Looking at Qisheng's face under the bonfire, Duniang smiled with relief, gently touched Qisheng's face with her hand, and then stopped at her erection neck.

She remembered that when Qisheng first arrived, she had a deep scar on her neck, as if she had been bitten by wolves, and she lost a whole piece of skin, which was shocking. But now the neck is delicate and smooth, and there is no trace to be seen.

It had only been two or three months since Qisheng was picked up by her, and now the child was so alive and kicking that he couldn't tell that he was on the verge of death and had been thrown into a mass grave.

Although the child's healing ability is better than that of the adult, the child is also too good.

It is said that it will take 100 days to break the muscles and bones, but this child got out of bed on the third day.

Even if the child loves to play and has a strong ability to heal, this child is only a little stronger, but this scar cannot be deceived, she once bandaged the wound of Qisheng, several places were bitten off even the flesh of the belt, and even the white bones could be seen, such a deep wound, how could it be that it only took a few months to disappear?

The more Duniang thought about it, the more strange she felt, so she quietly ripped off the clothes on Qisheng's neck, the skin was smooth and delicate, and there was no scar, as if the child in front of her had never been hurt in any way.