"That's right." Ye Wudao looked at Bai Ling's Hummer and said, "Go see your father for the last time."
My father?
Concubine Xiang was touched for a moment: "Don't tell me that there is the body of the old Prime Minister in the car."
Ye Wudao nodded.
Xiang Fei'er suddenly felt at a loss. She walked towards the Hummer with mixed emotions and gently opened the door.
After seeing the body of the old Prime Minister in the car, Xiang Feier couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.
Ye Wudao stepped forward, patted Concubine Xiang on the shoulder, and said, "My condolences."
"There's something else I need to explain to you."
"You may not believe it, but in fact, in the past few years, the old Prime Minister was not the real Prime Minister, and his words and deeds had nothing to do with him."
Xiang Fei'er raised her head sharply and stared at Ye Wudao: "You mean, my father has been a different person in the past few years?"
Ye Wudao: "Well, you can say that. His mind has always been controlled by others."
Why.
Xiang Concubine sighed deeply: "I knew it was like this, I knew it was like this. I knew that my father would never be so ruthless to us."
"Actually, we three brothers have long suspected that my father is no longer himself. My eldest brother and I were unwilling to compromise with him, so we were kicked out by him. The second brother Xiang Feiyu is a smooth man and expressed his willingness to be loyal to him and work like a cow.
Ma, that’s why he stayed and was reused by the other party.”
"Hey, poor father ended his life like this..."
Saying that, Xiang Feier started sobbing again.
Seeing her sad look, Ye Wudao wanted to help her.
If one day I reach the Eternal Realm, or even the Half-Emperor Realm, will I be able to heal people from their flesh and bones?
Well, it’s better to keep the physical body of the old Prime Minister in a safe place first, just in case there is such an opportunity in the future.
Ye Wudao then waved his hand to No. 3 of the Nightingale Group.
Xiaobei immediately walked up to Ye Wudao: "Master, what are your orders?"
Ye Wudao: "Send the old Prime Minister's body to the wolf cabin for safekeeping. I may have a chance to resurrect the old Prime Minister in the future."
Xiaobei nodded: "I accept my orders."
When Concubine Xiang heard what Ye Wudao said, her eyes suddenly lit up.
She looked at Ye Wudao expectantly: "You...is what you just said true? Can you really resurrect my father?"
Ye Wudao: "Don't have too much hope. At least in the past ten years, I don't have any hope."