Because of the sudden fainting of Emperor Nanchu. The entire Illusion Gu Sect was in a mess. Even the shaman's grandmother, who had always been treated with Yan Yingge and Yan Yuese on weekdays, cast a reproachful look.

The head of the Tai Hospital led a group of imperial doctors from the palace overnight, and the prince of Nanchu was even more undressed to accompany him in front of the bed.

"What, why hasn't my father woken up yet?" Wan Yan Yingge saw that because of her momentary mood, she insisted on getting to the bottom of it, which caused everyone to be affected now, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the emperor has always had a heart disease, and this time he is angry, even if he wakes up, he will need to recuperate for a long time." The old lady bowed and replied respectfully.

"Don't worry about the royal sister, my father has always been sick, so I will be careful in the future." The crown prince opened his mouth at the right time, for this holy queen sister, he still has something to rely on in the future, and he is naturally very polite on face.

"Meet 。。。。。。 Not! There was a whimpering moan on the bed, and the two who were talking in the corner immediately turned their eyes back to the bed, but saw that Emperor Nanchu had regained consciousness, but he couldn't say a complete sentence with a whining voice, and his eyes widened in shock, and his hands waved wildly in the air.

"Father, father, don't get excited, don't get excited." Wan Yan Yingge leaned over in front of the old emperor to appease him for a moment, and then turned his head.

"He Yuantou, why is the father of this palace speechless?"

"Yes, the head of the courtyard, how is my father's body?" The crown prince also chimed in.

He Yuanshou hurriedly diagnosed the pulse of Emperor Nanchu again, and then carefully opened the old emperor's eyelids and carefully studied the meeting, and then lightly pressed the cheeks on both sides to observe the tongue coating before speaking.

"The emperor is anxious, the blood is condensed, wait for Weichen to open a few prescriptions, and then apply needles to the emperor every day to dispel stasis, and after a while of recuperation, it can be recovered, but, it's just 。。。。。。。" The old lady suddenly stopped talking as she spoke.

"Just what, you mean!" The prince was young and vigorous, and he couldn't hold his breath at first, urging in an unhappy tone.

"The prince forgives his sins, the princess forgives his sins, it's just that the emperor needs to recuperate, and it is not suitable to govern during this time." After speaking, he lifted up his shirt and bowed firmly.

"In this case, I also ask the crown prince to temporarily take over the duties of supervising the country during the period when the emperor is recuperating, and our ministers will also do their best to do their duty as an assistant." When the Prime Minister heard this, he immediately stepped forward, half announcing and half asking for instructions, and bowed to the emperor's bed.

On the couch, Emperor Nanchu's eyes lingered between the prime minister and the crown prince for a moment, and then he struggled to move his fingers, and the prime minister immediately knelt down and said at the same time.

"The emperor has allowed it, we will ask the prince to supervise the country!"

For a while, everyone in the room knelt down along with the Prime Minister.

Wan Yan Yingge sighed lightly on the side, looking at the trouble she had caused, her sleeves suddenly seemed to be pulled by someone, and she raised her head, but it was the elder red sleeves who looked at her quietly.

"You, come with me!" Throwing these words, the elder took the lead in turning and leaving.

At night, the moon is extraordinarily bright, like a goose-yellow gauze garment, tranquil and kind. Passing through the familiar Merlin, the elder stopped in front of a rockery, and Wan Yan Yingge also stopped his steps, and when he looked up, he was shocked to realize that the stone slab in front of the mountain was engraved: Forbidden Land.

This is......?

"Elder, where are we going?" Xiao Nizi's mind was flustered, indescribably dull, like an afternoon before a rainstorm, depressed, but she also had an intuition that all her doubts would be solved today.

"Haven't you always wanted to know about your mother? Just follow me. With that, he pressed the mechanism and disappeared into the hole.

Wan Yan Yingge hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed.

As soon as she entered the secret room, Xiao Nizi shivered with cold, and after passing through the dim secret passage, her vision immediately widened, and there was a crystal sarcophagus in the center of the large stone room. There is nothing on the wall except a spring hanging on the wall and a portrait.

"That's your mother." The elder red sleeves pointed to the person in the crystal coffin and said leisurely.

Wanyan Yingge, who has only seen her mother in the portrait since she was a child, slowly moved towards the center, she couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart and trembled forward, and even had the illusion that her heart was about to jump out in the next second.

She held her hands staggered in front of her chest, her heart surging with every step, and suddenly, when she was about to reach the coffin, she stopped and looked back at the red-sleeved elder, her eyes contained indescribable emotions, and her long-cherished wish for many years was finally coming true today. "Go, kid!" The elder lovingly waved his hand at her and encouraged her to move forward.

In the crystal coffin, a woman is dressed in a purple long-sleeved quilted shirt, a white butterfly half-arm snow jacket, a brown brocade jade belt tied around her waist, covered with red coral embellishments, a light pink flower pleated skirt, small and round colored tourmaline and spar embroidered all over the skirt, broken beads and tassels like starlight, revealing a luxurious and extraordinary aristocratic atmosphere.

This is the Phantom Gu Saintess of the last famous martial arts --- her mother!

Wan Yan Yingge couldn't help but cover the coffin with both hands, looking at the vivid face, except for the pale complexion, like a sleeping woman, her thin lips opened lightly.

"How the hell did my mother die?"

The red-sleeved elder sighed lightly and closed his eyes, as if he had been caught in the long river of time.

"When Fran and I went to pick up your mother, we only knew that she was attacked on the battlefield with the Northern Liang National Division, and the eldest princess of Nanchu didn't know how to inject the Gu spirit of the poisonous Gu into your mother's body in order to save the lives of your mother and the child in her womb. However, since ancient times, only the victorious side in the Gu God War can devour the other party, and the child will be born。。。。。。 ”

Redsleeves paused for a moment and continued.

"The child we gave birth to, we verified it before bringing it to the Heroic Spirit Stone, and it didn't inherit the qualifications of the Phantom Gu Spirit. For the sake of the continuation of our Illusory Gu faction, with the Gu blood of your mother and the lord of the country, who was already dying at that time, another child was conceived with forbidden arts, and that was you. ”

"So, I am the child forged by the forbidden art, and I exchanged my mother's life?" Wanyan Yingge listened to this tragic past, and suddenly felt so pitiful!

Her father sees her as a pawn to protect the country!

Her mother wasn't even sacrificed out of her own free will!

Hahahahaha! Wanyan Yingge looked up to the sky and roared, at this moment, the loneliness that had been hidden in her heart for many years, and the sadness that emerged were all poured out.

It turns out that she is just a puppet who is not loved and expected from beginning to end!

Tears raged disobediently on her face, but at this moment, she no longer wanted to disguise herself by pretending to be strong。。。。。。