Before Qu Lao finished speaking, Xuanyuan Qing had already moved Ling Yushan's body into Qu Lao's arms, his eyes were full of pleading: "Save her, you must save her, and, and save, keep the child in her womb." He spoke very slowly, and he was very hard.

Qu Lao nodded, picked up Ling Yushan and looked at Xuanyuan Mo, saw his head, and then walked out of the main hall and floated towards the imperial hospital. "Thank you......"

Xuanyuan Qing barely stood up with his bruised body, and wanted to say a word of thanks to Xuanyuan Mo, but unfortunately only a word came out of his mouth, but he couldn't say anything else. His face was pale, bloodless, and his yellow dragon robe was stained with blood, floating lonely in the wind, as desolate as a tree about to die. "You don't have to thank me." Xuanyuan Mo seemed to know what he was going to say, and opened his lips and said: "I am a little more ruthless, but it depends on who is right, now you can use the puppet sword technique!" Ling Yushan was a dispensable person to him, she didn't offend him, so why should he have trouble with her, watching her and the child in her womb both die in front of him.

He doesn't understand this truth.

He understood, better than anyone else, the profound meaning of this truth.

He pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stupid, and he met a lot of all kinds of people.

If it is true that there are people who have thrown stones at him and those who have insulted him with words, then I am afraid that few of those who have hurt him will survive to the next day.

He has his bottom line, and in order to survive, he has to pretend to be stupid.

A fool, being looked down upon, bullied, beaten and scolded, is normal in this world.

However, once he crosses his bottom line and offends his scales, then he still says the same thing - no mercy! "Okay."

Xuanyuan Qing replied hoarsely, and then stared at the ink shirt and walked to Jing Anhou's side in a daze. "His Royal Highness the Prince, King Qi, he won't, he won't cheat!" Jing'an Hou handed Ling Wushuang into Xuanyuan Mo's arms, and asked lightly with some unease, "No." Xuanyuan Mo replied affirmatively, raised his hand and gently untied the sleeping hole for the person in his arms, "Master, master, are you okay?" As soon as Ling Wushuang's eyes opened, he stared at Xuanyuan Mo up and down, and saw that he was safe and sound, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

Fortunately, the master is fine, otherwise, she would have killed that, that......

Suddenly, her gaze stopped on Xuanyuan Qing's face.

Why does he look so similar to his master?

Is he her master too? "Shuang'er, what's wrong with you?" Xuanyuan Mo looked at Ling Wushuang suspiciously, seeing that he stared at Xuanyuan Qing without squeaking, and his dull eyes were full of confusion, he stretched out his hand, lovingly took the person into his arms, and said, "Can't you smell the breath on my body?" His voice was soft, soft, and it was full of pity and pain. Master forgiveness, I shouldn't, shouldn't ......, I'm wrong......" Before she could explain the words in her mouth, Xuanyuan Mo stretched out a big hand with a little cocooning, and then lightly covered her lips, and said with a drowning look: "You're right, you're not wrong about anything, it's me who is not good, it's all my fault, don't have any doubts in your heart, okay?" "Hmm."

Ling Wushuang nodded obediently.

At this moment, Ling Wushuang has no self-awareness, she is just a slave of her master, she will do whatever the master says, she will not refute the master, nor will she say what she thinks.

She is undoubtedly no longer in her glory.

Xuanyuan Qing's heart tingled slightly.

Are you really happy to see her lose herself and live like a puppet?

He asked himself in his mind.

No, you're not happy.

With a slight luck in his palm, the sword that dripped on the ground arrived in his hand.

Holding the sword, he slowly walked two steps away from Xuanyuan Mo and Ling Wushuang, and said, "I'm ready." ”

Xuanyuan Mo had an indifferent expression on his face, bowed his head slightly, looked at Ling Wushuang, and said softly: "Close your eyes, you can return to normal later." As he spoke, Ling Wushuang's arm, which had been scratched by Xuanyuan Qing's sword qi before, was exposed into the air, Ling Wushuang said "um", she didn't know what Xuanyuan Mo's words meant, but she just had to respond.

Sen Ran's sword flashed lightly two steps away from Ling Wushuang.

It was this Dao Sen Ran, with a sword light of black qi, slashing at the same position of the wound on Ling Wushuang's arm at an extremely fast speed, her body shook suddenly, and the black qi between her eyebrows that was about to condense in a ball suddenly dispersed in all directions until it disappeared without a trace.

Then, her body trembled violently, as if she had suddenly woken up from a nightmare, her eyebrows trembled like cicada wings, and her beautiful eyes gradually opened.

"Shuang'er!"

Xuanyuan Mo called her excitedly.

He saw it, and saw the splendor in her eyes renew.

Ling Wushuang's gaze made contact with his excited gaze, and he was a little dazed.

What's wrong with her?

It seems that I have missed something, and I seem to have forgotten a lot of things.

Quiet, the whole hall is extremely silent at this moment.

Nanfeng, Jing'an Hou, and Xuanyuanqing, including Xuanyuan Mo and Xuanyuan Qing, all kept their minds calm and waited for Ling Wushuang to speak.

It's good to tell if she's back to normal.

The heart of the south wind is seven up and eight down.

How are you? Okay, just say a word, he was looking forward to it, expecting the words from Ling Wushuang's mouth to overflow.

Ling Wushuang winked at Xuanyuan Mo, and then his gaze circled around the main hall.

She's well, she's really well!

The south wind is excited.

Her eyes are clear, gentle, and wise, and all the light that belongs to her is gathered in her beautiful eyes at this time.

She was no longer the man's puppet, she was self-aware.

Happy? Is it pleasant?

Rejoice, he rejoices, he rejoices. "Mo, what's wrong with me?" Ling Wushuang's gaze refocused on Xuanyuan Mo, and his eyes were full of doubts: "Ling'er, Ling'er is okay?" How did I get back to Xuanyuan, and how did I end up in the palace? Also, there are ......" A series of interrogative sentences popped out of her mouth, and Xuanyuan Mo was helpless when she heard it, and shook her head drowningly: "Don't worry, what you want to know, I will tell you slowly, but now there is another matter that I need to deal with." He hugged the person lightly and imprinted a kiss of love on his smooth jade-like forehead, and then he turned to Xuanyuan Qing and said: "If you have any last words, you can explain it, if you can do it, I will definitely do it." “

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Xuanyuan Qing's mouth.

She's fine, really good.

She didn't look at him, she didn't even glance at him.

If she had known what he had done to her, would she hate him even more and be even more reluctant to see him? "Last words?" He muttered.

Last words, what last words did he leave behind, and to whom?

Is it left to the silly girl who loves him deeply?

The wry smile on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.

Xuanyuan Mo looked at him coldly, and in his deep eyes, a faint smile flashed, and that smile was as faint as a spring breeze blowing across a calm lake: "If you don't have a last word to explain, let's go on the road." "Evil obstacle, I thought you were just talking, but you really succeeded to the throne today in the name of Mo'er, do you think I am dead?"

Just as the sword in Xuanyuan Qing's hand was about to pierce into his heart, Emperor Yongjia's angry voice came from the door of the hall. "Evil Barrier, why don't you speak?" didn't hear Xuanyuan Qing's voice, and Emperor Yongjia then asked Qin An, who was supporting him: "Isn't that evil obstacle there?" “

Qin An glanced at a few people in the hall, and said respectfully: "Back to the emperor, His Royal Highness the King of Qi is here, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince and Concubine are also there." “

Emperor Yongjia snorted coldly and said, "Help me to the evil obstacle." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Qin An responded and helped Emperor Yongjia to walk in front of Xuanyuan Qing.

Xuanyuan Mo and Ling Wushuang didn't say anything, quietly looking at Emperor Yongjia and Xuanyuan Qing.

"Evil obstacles, do you think that if I can't see it, I won't be able to cure you?" Emperor Yongjia asked Xuanyuan Qing angrily, but there was silence when he answered him: "Are you talking?" Why did you leave the fiefdom without permission, and why did you ascend the throne in the name of the third child? Are you trying to rebel? ”

There was still silence in the hall.

Xuanyuan Qing wants to say that there is something else to worry about now, that is, Ling Yushan and the child in her womb, and other things, for him, death is like a lamp going out.

No matter how Emperor Yongjia punishes him in the end, the outcome is the same as now.

-- That's death.

The expression on his face was very calm, and the eyes that looked at Emperor Yongjia were also indifferent.

He was waiting for Emperor Yongjia to finish his accusation, and then took his next path.

Take the path that Xuanyuan Mo pointed out to him, and take the path he arranged for himself step by step.

"Evil Barrier, why don't you speak?" Emperor Yongjia was so silent by Xuanyuan Qing's silence that he gasped, and he didn't admit his mistake, right? Very good, now he ordered the guards to cut him, so he turned to Qin An and ordered: "The guards immediately pull King Qi out and cut him!" Qin An was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Your Majesty, think twice!" ”

During the period when Emperor Yongjia angrily accused Xuanyuan Qing, Xuanyuan Mo briefly whispered to her what happened to Ling Wushuang recently.

After listening to Xuanyuan Mo's words, Ling Wushuang's face changed a few times, and finally returned to indifference.

She set her sights on Xuanyuanqing, on the man who looked almost exactly like her lover.

The tattered, bloodstained dragon robe, worn on his tattered body, looked so empty and lonely.

Did he have a mortal heart?

Suddenly, she covered her heart with her hands and bent down.

Is that you? Can't you bear to watch him die?

Does your soul still reside in this body?

She asked herself in her heart.

Otherwise, otherwise, how could I see his current miserable state and have a sense of heartache.

You answer me, answer me?

Don't you want him to die?

You still love him.

He hurts you so deeply, but you still love him?

Do you want to call you stupid, or do you want to say that you are stupid?

Ling Wushuang asked himself over and over again.

No, it should be said that she was asking about the deity.

However, is the soul of the deity really still residing in this body?

"Leave him alone, let him go! I'm leaving, looking at the road you have walked step by step, I feel so stupid, really stupid, so stupid that I gave up my life for a man who doesn't love myself and dislikes myself, I won't be in the next life, I want to live for myself, take care ......of my father, tell him, I don't resent him, I don't complain at all, I wish you and the man you love a happy life, goodbye! I'm going to find my mother......"

"Are you really leaving?"

Ling Wushuang straightened her waist because her heart didn't hurt anymore.

"Shuang'er, who are you talking to?"

Xuanyuan Mo looked at Ling Wushuang suspiciously.

"I, did I speak?" Ling Wushuang pointed his finger at himself, his eyes blinking, "You must have misheard, I've been standing beside you, and I'm not talking to anyone." It turned out that the deity had really been in her body all along, but she gave up having this body and watched her walk step by step in the dark. Now, everything has developed to this point, and it is not difficult to hear from her words that she has seen it clearly, so she no longer cherishes this world, goes to their mother, and reincarnates without worry.

Presumably, it was so sudden that she couldn't help but make a sound.

Seeing that Ling Wushuang was reluctant to speak, Xuanyuan Mo smiled slightly, and didn't ask again.

"Don't be that troublesome." Hearing that Emperor Yongjia had sent the guards to take his life, Xuanyuan Qing was expressionless, directly raised the sword in his hand, and aimed it at his heart again, "Don't!" Ke Meicen hurried to hurry, still a little slower than Emperor Yongjia to arrive at the Taiji Palace.

"Mo'er, don't, don't hurt him." It is also strange to say, as soon as Ke Meicen entered the palace gate, she decided that the majestic man in the ink shirt was Xuanyuan Mo, a child she had not seen in nearly 20 years, with water vapor lingering in her eyes, with the support of Hui Niang and Xiuzhu, she walked to Xuanyuan Mo's side, and said in a trembling voice: "Mo'er, don't, don't hurt him!" ”

Mother? The white-haired woman standing in front of him, with tears streaming down her face, was really his mother.

Xuanyuan Mo couldn't help but reddened his eyes, and the whole person froze in place.

"Mother, you, your eyes are ......, can you speak, speak, speak?"

His voice trembled, ignoring the wetness in his eyes, and asked Ke Meizen.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, I'm all right, all right!"

Ke Meicen stretched out his hand, passed through the sunlight shining into the hall, and touched Xuanyuan Mo's face: "It's all, it's all because the mother concubine is not good, and you have suffered for so many years." Xuanyuan Mo raised his hand to cover the back of Ke Meicen's hand, let his soft and slender hand cling to his face, shook his head, and let the tears in his eyes slide: "No, it's not the mother's fault, it's not ......"

"Good, don't cry, don't cry."

Ke Meicen raised her other hand and wiped the tears on Xuanyuan Mo's face, and then, she turned to look at Xuanyuan Qing: "Child, put down the sword!" ”

"Queen Mother...... Queen Mother ......" Xuanyuan Qing's eyes couldn't help but shed tears, the woman in front of him really looked exactly like his queen mother, but they had differences.

The aura on the queen mother's body is bright and strong, but she, she is as soft as water.

She is not the queen mother, but the first time she sees her, she makes him feel so close, really close.

So, he couldn't help but call out the word queen mother.

Removing the sword from his hand, he knelt on the ground, yes, not only on the ground, but also in front of Komezen.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to you after my surrogate mother! If not, if it weren't for the queen mother, you wouldn't, you wouldn't ......" Xuanyuan Qing kowtowed as he spoke, and for a while he pulled the internal and external injuries on his body, causing the blood in his mouth to gush out again, "Don't, don't, you get up, get up!" Ke Meichen stepped forward and tried to help Xuanyuan Qing up with a worried expression.

"I, I'm fine, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground.

"Mo'er, let him go!"

Ke Meicen squatted on the ground, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth for Xuanyuan Qing, and raised his head to beg Xuanyuan Mo.

Xuanyuan Mo didn't speak, but turned his head away.

"He's going to die when he looks at it, you're brothers, just let him go this time, okay?" Without receiving an answer from Xuanyuan Mo, Ke Meicen begged again.

Is that obstacle really going to die?

Emperor Yongjia's fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched, and the expression on his face became complicated for a while.

A child who has been chong for nearly twenty years, can he really watch him leave the world like this?

Can he?

"Mo ......" Ling Wushuang called Xuanyuan Mo and nodded at him, intending to make him forgive Xuanyuan Qing.

The last words of the deity, she could not fail to obey.

After all, Xuanyuan Qing is the man that the deity has loved deeply.

"Mother, Shuang'er, let's go!"

In a short sentence, it is enough to explain Xuanyuan Mo's decision.

He bent down to help Ke Meicen, and Ling Wushuang, Nanfeng and the others resolutely walked out of the main hall.

Emperor Yongjia sighed, with a deep sense of loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

She still left him and left the palace with the child.

The air of elegance that he was familiar with had gradually dissipated, gradually moving away from him.

Holding back the fishy sweet taste in his chest, he spoke: "Put the King of Qi in the heavenly prison, and I will dispose of him again at a later date." ”

"Yes."

The two guards of the Imperial Forest Army waved their hands to receive the order, and carried Xuanyuan Qing and retreated out of the Taiji Palace.

That's how the situation turned.

Ke Meicen's appearance saved Xuanyuan Qing's life.

It's obvious.

However, with chronic poison in his body, and serious internal and external injuries, can he get through this level and avoid his own life?

He himself did not know, and no one in the temple today knows.

It's all up to him.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Emperor Yongjia's mouth, and then he fell to the ground.

"Come on, come on, the emperor has fainted!"

Qin An hurriedly held Emperor Yongjia's body and shouted at the entrance of the hall.

Lu Wangfu.

"Mother, the flame brought you to the palace yesterday, are you still used to living here?" Xuanyuan Mo looked at the furnishings in the room and asked Ke Meicen out loud.

"Okay."

Ke Meicen nodded with a smile, then looked at Ling Wushuang, and smiled softly and charitably, "Mother, she is Shuang'er, and she is the child's wife. Seeing Ke Meicen's gaze move to Ling Wushuang, Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were full of tenderness, and he immediately introduced him.

"Shuang'er has seen the mother."

Ling Wushuang pursed his lips and smiled, and wanted to salute Ke Meicen, but he raised his hand to stop: "Shuang'er doesn't have to be polite, come, come to my mother, let my mother take a good look at you." In her heart, Ke Meicen was unwilling to accept her identity as the daughter of Emperor Yongjia, so she did not call herself a concubine, but used the title of "mother" and beckoned Ling Wushuang to her side.

Xuanyuan Mo and Ling Wushuang were already clear-minded, and when they heard Ke Meicen's words, they immediately changed their words.

"Mother, do you feel anything uncomfortable in your body?"

Ling Wushuang walked over to Ke Meicen and sat down, and asked softly.

Ke Meicen shook her head with a smile and said, "Mother's health is getting better day by day now, thanks to the healing of you and Mr. Qu." As she spoke, she took Ling Wushuang's hand and patted it lightly on the back of her hand, "Mother, you are Mo's mother, that is, my mother, the family doesn't need to say these words." Ling Wushuang said, looked at Xuanyuan Mo and said, "Mo, did you say what I said right?" ”

Xuanyuan Mo smiled: "Mother, Shuang'er is right, you are our mother, it is our duty to cure your illness, it is our duty as children, besides, after so many years, you have suffered so much in the valley, you should take care of ......your body" After saying that, Xuanyuan Mo's face gradually became dark.

"Don't mention the past."

Ke Meicen smiled faintly and shook his head at Xuanyuan Mo.

Is it all over?

Her family is still in prison, does she want to see them?

Do you want to intercede with the man for their sake?

Seeing that Ke Meicen's eyes gradually became lonely and sad, Ling Wushuang thought for a while and said, "Mother, are you thinking about the prime minister's family?" ”

"Hmm."

Ke Meichen lowered his eyes and nodded in response.

"They deserve to die, if they don't get the retribution they deserve, they won't know where they are wrong!"

Xuanyuan Mo said in a cold tone, then walked to the window, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sky outside the window, and the hatred in his bones gushed out for a while: "If it weren't for their selfish desires and cold family affection, everything that happened today would not have happened." Ling Wushuang saw that the expression on Ke Meicen's face became even more sad because of Xuanyuan Mo's words, and hurriedly called Xuanyuan Mo: "Mo! Seeing that it turned around, she hurriedly used her eyes to prompt her to speak in a measured manner.

No matter what, the Xiangfu family is also the relatives of the woman next to him.

asked her to watch her family be asked to cut the noon door after the autumn.

How could she take it?

Xuanyuan Mo knew the meaning in Ling Wushuang's eyes, bowed his head lightly, walked to Ke Meicen's side, and said in a soft voice: "Mother, they deserve it, if you want to meet them, the child will accompany you to the prison for a trip." "No, I don't want to see them just yet, but after a while!"

Ke Meichen raised his head, the expression on his face full of bitterness.

Dad, if you knew that there would be a catastrophe today, would you still listen to Wei'er's words at the beginning, and make the choice that hurt me and made me suffer?

Dad, will you still be?

The tears in her eyes, along with what she thought in her heart, quietly dripped down. "You guys are even in a hurry, and you're tired of coming, go back to the courtyard and rest, I'm fine." Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, seeing Xuanyuan Mo, Ling Wushuang looked at her with concern, Ke Meicen pulled the corners of her lips and persuaded the two of them not to worry about her, and to go back and rest quickly, "Mother, don't be bitter about yourself, if yes, if you really can't bear to watch the Prime Minister's Mansion be destroyed, don't we still have time to think about it." Ling Wushuang said comfortingly. Well. Ke Meizen nodded and said, "Let me think about it again." “

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hospital, followed by Qin An's voice. "His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince......"

As soon as Qin An entered the house, he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Xuanyuan Mo, Ke Meicen, and Ling Wushuang, and cried and begged with tears streaming down his face: "The emperor fainted, the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor diagnosed and treated, and said, saying that the emperor is probably afraid that it will not work, the emperor, the emperor wants to see you and the queen, and there is also the crown prince and concubine......" Qin An couldn't cry, and the words in his mouth went back and forth several times without knowing it.

The emperor is at fault, but he already knows that he is wrong, and seeing the emperor living in pain every day, it is heartbreaking for them to be slaves.

I hope that his words can move the three people in the house, and they will immediately follow him to the palace to see the emperor.

Otherwise, the emperor may really go with regrets! "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Ke Meicen heard Qin An's words, she immediately stood up, and she felt a thunderstorm in her ears.

It's not true, it's not true, wasn't he okay just now, why can't he work hard for a while?

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that something would happen to her. However, the palace man kneeling in front of him was his personal eunuch, so she couldn't believe it.

Holding her forehead, two lines of tears immediately slid down her cheeks, looking at her crumbling body, Xuanyuan Mo and Ling Wushuang hurriedly supported her, "Go to the palace, go to the palace, I want to see him, he can't, can't just leave me like this, he owes me yet, I want to go to him, find him to get it back...... Mo, Shuang'er, my heart hurts so much, for so many years, I haven't let go of him, I haven't ...... for a day, how can he leave me in such a hurry......"

Ke Meicen grabbed Xuanyuan Mo's hand and said to him and Ling Wushuang word by word with tears in her eyes. "Mother, don't be sad, the child will accompany you into the palace with Shuang'er."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Mo picked up Ke Meicen horizontally and quickly walked out of the house with Ling Wushuang.

Seeing this, Qin An hurriedly got up from the ground, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and followed closely.

Yongle Palace.

Emperor Yongjia was lying on the dragon couch, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, if he didn't look closely at the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would definitely think that he had lost his breath. "You, you can't, you can't just leave me, you haven't fulfilled what you said to me, how can you leave in a hurry......" As soon as he entered the inner hall, Ke Meicen ignored the presence of the imperial doctor and the palace people, looked sad, staggered to the front of Emperor Yongjia's bed, held his hand, and cried so sadly.

His hand was still warm, he hadn't been saved yet, getting this realization, she hurriedly turned her head to look at Ling Wushuang, and begged: "Shuang'er, come and show him, his hand is still warm, he still has a ...... to save it" Ling Wushuang nodded, hurriedly stepped forward, and took the pulse of Emperor Yongjia, for a long time, she looked up at Ke Meicen, and said: "Mother, the emperor is fine, I will give two injections." Taking the silver needle handed over by the imperial doctor, Ling Wushuang quickly pricked two needles at the acupuncture point that caused Emperor Yongjia's illness, and when she pulled out the silver needle, she saw Emperor Yongjia slowly open his eyes, and then turned over and lay on the dragon couch, and coughed violently at the golden spittoon presented by the palace people.

A thick, black, viscous, fishy-smelling mass of phlegm was quickly coughed out of his mouth.

The imperial doctors, you look at me, I look at you, and at the same time, they were stunned, and they all knelt on the ground: "Congratulations to the emperor for turning the corner!" Emperor Yongjia raised his head, waved his hand at them, and motioned for them all to stand back. Are you feeling better? “

After the imperial doctors and palace people retreated, Ke Meicen asked Emperor Yongjia softly. "I, I'm fine, I'm scared of you!"