The woman's face was haggard and pale, and her crescent-like eyes seemed to be still red and swollen, which made people feel distressed when they looked at it.

When Mu Jingyuan saw Mo Xiaoqin who looked like this, his face was not distressed, but a kind of surprise and even doubt, the whole person seemed to be stunned, stared at Mo Xiaoqin with wide eyes, and spoke after a long time.

"You, your name is Mo Xiaoqin?"

Mo Xiaoqin pressed her head to the lowest, as if she was afraid to meet Mu Jingyuan's eyes again, her eyes dodged, and her hands clenched as if she was very nervous in her heart.

"Well, the folk girl Mo Xiaoqin sees the emperor. ”

As she spoke, she fell to her knees, not so much that she was saluting the emperor and showing her royal majesty, but that she was trying to relieve the tension in her heart, because kneeling down would be far away from Mu Jingyuan's eyes, and maybe he would not discover her secret.

Mu Jingyuan seemed to be a little out of control, grabbed Mo Xiaoqin's shoulders and forcibly pulled her up, and then he looked at Mo Xiaoqin's eyes revealing a kind of determination, a kind of anger, and a kind of joy of being lost and regained.

"Are you...... Sister Lin Yue, right?"

As soon as the words spoke, the tears in Mu Jingyuan's eyes flowed uncontrollably, and although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, what he showed was an unprecedented heartache.

His first love, the person he had been thinking about for many years, not only did not die, but stood in front of him alive, and he was 100% sure that this woman was the sister Lin Yue he missed day and night.

"The Emperor...... Your Majesty, you have recognized the wrong person, the people's daughter is not Lin Yue, the people's daughter is ...... Mo Xiaoqin. ”

Although Mo Xiaoqin was trying to suppress her emotions, the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes unconsciously betrayed her all the time.

When Ye Ningxiang heard Lin Yue's words, she was so surprised that she almost screamed, and her big eyes stared at Mo Xiaoqin's appearance. She used to think that Mo Xiaoqin was like someone she knew, and she looked very much like her cousin Lin Yue, but because her surname was Mo and she had a father who loved her in every way, Ye Ningxiang naturally never associated Mo Xiaoqin with Lin Yue.

Now that she thinks about it, it is really her Ye Ningxiang who is too careless, from what Mo Xiaoqin said next to Daddy Mo's corpse that day, she already understands that Mo Xiaoqin is not Daddy Mo's biological daughter at all, but she still didn't expect her cousin Lin Yue to come up.

At this moment, all her thoughts were on Mo Xiaoqin, and she didn't notice that Wei Xun beside her reacted more strongly than her.

Although Wei Xun didn't speak, the circles of those eyes were instantly red, there was a faint layer of mist on his eyes, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails were almost embedded in flesh and blood, and his face was instantly terrifyingly pale.

His Adam's apple trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Mo Xiaoqin several times, but finally he was forced to hold back.

"No, you liar, I won't admit my mistake, you are Lin Yue, the daughter of Lin Yuan, the former secretary of the Ministry of War. ”

Mu Jingyuan's hand holding Mo Xiaoqin's shoulder was stronger and more emotional, but when he was about to continue to say something, Mo Xiaoqin suddenly lost support and fell directly into Mu Jingyuan's arms.

With Mo Xiaoqin fainting, the banquet that had not yet started ended early, and Mu Jingyuan's plan to humiliate Mu Xize in public was also delayed indefinitely because of Lin Yue's sudden variable.

Mu Jingyuan, who identified Mo Xiaoqin as Lin Yue, made an unprecedented decision to let Mo Xiaoqin lie on the dragon bed in his dormitory to recuperate. However, the death of his adoptive father and the many days of running made Mo Xiaoqin's body extremely weak, and Mo Xiaoqin did not wake up until dark.

Outside the Zhaoyang Palace, Wei Xun seemed to be more anxious than Ye Ningxiang, sitting on the steps, burying his head in his hands, and not saying a word from beginning to end.

During this period, Ye Ningxiang tried to talk to him, but in the end it only ended with extremely perfunctory answers such as "um" and "ah", so that Ye Ningxiang had the illusion that Wei Xun had different emotions for Mo Xiaoqin.

In contrast, Rumo's worries were very calm, he didn't feel resentful because Mu Jingyuan was alone in the dormitory with Mo Xiaoqin, nor did he do anything out of the ordinary, just stood very quietly in a corner of the courtyard in the Zhaoyang Palace, waiting for the news of Mo Xiaoqin's awakening, his face was so calm that people couldn't help but feel a little cold in their hearts.

"Mr. Mo. ”

Such a familiar, magnetic, ear-pregnant, sound came from front of them.

Xiao Qingyu was dressed in a plain white dress, and the white jade hairpin tied his hair high, as if there was an indescribable kingly aura surging in his body.

Since the last time they separated, Ye Ningxiang seems to have not seen Xiao Qingyu for a long time, although Xiao Qingyu is the person who has raised her for seven years, and she is also the person she once desperately loyalized, and she has also blushed and moved for his handsome beauty and refined charm. But during this period of separation, she never thought of him, and could even say that she completely forgot about him.

The moment she saw Xiao Qingyu, Ye Ningxiang suddenly felt a little guilty, and suddenly felt a little sorry for him. He once confessed to her and was kind to her, even if his hands were stained with blood, he never had the slightest intention of harming her Ye Ningxiang.

And she was destined to hurt him, destined to not be able to leave his place in her heart. Because she will only love Xi Ze forever in this life, even if the sky falls apart and the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, this cannot be changed.

"Mr. Mo really calmed down, I thought you would fight your way out and take Miss Mo away from the emperor. ”

Xiao Qingyu smiled, but that smile seemed to Ye Ningxiang to be more like a provocation to Rumo, and even a little contempt.

"I should congratulate Yu Gongzi, it will be less than two months to make the emperor convinced of you. ”

Rumo sneered, his eyes revealing disdain and even disdain.

Xiao Qingyu did not show weakness, his voice was more gentle, revealing a kind of concern that made people's hairs stand on end.

"Mr. Mo hasn't killed anyone for a long time, can he still stand it?"

Hearing this, Ye Ningxiang and Wei Xun turned their heads to look at Rumo together, their eyes full of doubt. It seems to be asking what kind of relationship Rumo's body has with killing.

"Don't worry about Young Master Yu, even if my skills weaken in the future, you humans will never be my opponent. ”

Rumo's face was gloomy, his tone was cold, and his body seemed to exude bursts of cold air as he spoke, which made people feel frightened.

Xiao Qingyu no longer continued to entangle Rumo, and turned his head to look at Ye Ningxiang, who he had been thinking about day and night, the original warm smile gradually disappeared, and his deep eyes contained deep melancholy.

"Ningxiang, we haven't seen each other for almost a month and a half. I am glad to see you return safely. ”

"Greetings to Lord Xiao, the emperor is in his palace right now, if you have something, go to the emperor quickly, if you miss a major national event, it will not be good." ”

Ye Ningxiang wanted to say some soft words to ease the freezing point of the relationship between her and Xiao Qingyu, but as soon as the words came out, she was so cold and unfamiliar that she was shocked very much, and her eyes became flickering, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao Qingyu's face.

She didn't know how difficult Xiao Qingyu's face was at this time, she didn't know how broken Xiao Qingyu's heart was, she only saw the legs of the man in white disappear from her sight quickly, and she didn't hear him say another word.

"I've never seen him so interested in a woman, and you're the first. ”

Rumo's words echoed in Ye Ningxiang's ears, her eyes were dull, her expression was lonely, as if she was thinking a lot, but she couldn't show anything.

"Lady. ”

Such a soft, tentative call that seemed to bring care back to reality Ye Ningxiang, looking at the melancholy, stupid husband in front of her, Ye Ningxiang unconsciously smiled, gently snuggled in Mu Xize's arms, showing her meekness and sweetness.

Late at night, the news of Mo Xiaoqin's awakening came out of Mu Jingyuan's bedroom, and Ye Ningxiang and the others' hanging hearts also fell to the ground, and after visiting Mo Xiaoqin who was still lying on Mu Jingyuan's dragon bed, Ye Ningxiang took Mu Xize and left Zhaoyang Palace.

Wei Xun, as a foreign minister, did not have the right to enter the emperor's bedroom, and after listening to Ye Ningxiang's description of Mo Xiaoqin's condition, his brows that had been frowning for a long time finally relaxed, and finally left the Zhaoyang Palace in three steps and two turns.

Rumo originally left with them, but he was separated from them when he left the palace gate. Ye Ningxiang knew that he was worried about Mo Xiaoqin in his heart, and it was normal to sneak into the palace secretly at this moment. So even though he knew it, he also let Rumo sneak back into the palace.

However, what Ye Ningxiang didn't expect was that Rumo sneaked back to the palace not only for Mo Xiaoqin, but also for another matter.

Rumo's body was as fast as lightning, shuttling between these unknown palaces, his eyebrows tightly locked, revealing an unprecedented grim expression. A pale red beam of light surrounded him, as if trying to excite the mana in his body out of his body.

After shuttling through the palace in this way for a long time, Rumo finally stopped in front of an overgrown and abandoned palace courtyard for a long time, and walked in cautiously, a kind of worry that he had never felt before unconsciously spread in his heart.

In the center of the courtyard there was a dry well that had been abandoned for many years, and it seemed eerie in such a silent and uninhabited night, but Rumo jumped into the well without hesitation, ignoring the silt that covered her waist, and kept turning things under the well, as if she was looking for something very important.

After rummaging in the well for a long time, Rumo finally found what he was looking for, his tightly locked eyebrows gradually stretched, his face smiled, and the corners of his eyes shed a sweet and bitter tear with joy.

I saw that what he gradually took out from the mud was a stick that had been polluted by the mud and lost its original appearance, and from its overall shape, it looked like a magic weapon with its own divine energy.

Rumo wiped the dirt off the stick with his sleeve, and the stick's true face gradually appeared in front of his eyes. As he expected, this stick was the magic weapon scepter that supported the existence of the Void Illusion, the most sacred of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, and had the power to change the heavens and the earth.

This thing, which was searched and fought for by many forces, was abandoned like garbage in an unknown courtyard that had been abandoned for many years. If it weren't for the fox prince Rumo, it would probably have been buried in the mud indefinitely.

This scepter can gather power for humans to help people reach the pinnacle of power, but it is a different use for Rumo. With this scepter, he can use his mana to merge with the scepter, eventually reshaping the Void and even resurrecting his dead relatives.

He used a spell to break free from the mud and headed out of the palace with a scepter as precious as life.

He wanted to keep speeding up, even to the point of transforming like the wind, but when he didn't go far, he felt weak under his feet, and even his limbs were sore, and his original invisible figure gradually became clearer.