"So that's it." Ye Junmo didn't look at the man in a bright yellow dragon robe, nor at the guards behind him who came in at some unknown time. He just looked at Zhishu, trying to use his eyes that couldn't see anything.
Go and engrave her face in your heart.
Recalling the good times they had, he thought that he was thinking of her for the last time, and that he, Ye Junmo, would never have this person in his life again.
Before he came, he had already decided that if she was really a princess and that person's daughter, he would kill her and go to accompany her.
But why couldn't he do it? Why couldn't he do it even after hearing her deception? Ye Junmo pulled out the sword and threw it on the ground.
The clanging sound echoed in the empty hall...
"What does Zhishu mean by that? You already knew that you were a princess, and you had a purpose in approaching the Ye family from the very beginning?" Zhihua looked at his sister with doubts.
How could it be, why didn’t she know that Zhishu was a princess? She and Zhishu had grown up together. They lived in the same room, slept on the same bed, and talked about everything. If Zhishu knew that she was a princess, she would definitely tell her.
Zhishu followed the lady a year earlier than her. Zhishu was an orphan since she was a child, but she was not. Her father was a businessman. Later, his father was killed by bandits on the way back from shopping. His uncles and uncles at home bullied him.
They were orphans and widowed, so they were kicked out of the house. They were penniless, and their mother was sick and didn't even have money for medicine. Finally, before her mother died, she asked her to come and ask Miss Ye, who had done business with her father, to take her in.
Although they regard Ye Mansion as their home, and the young lady treats them very well, they still hope to be loved by their own parents. At least she had this kind of love when she was young, but Zhishu has never seen it
own parents.
When she was little, Zhishu often asked her if her parents didn't like her, so they abandoned her. At that time, facing Zhishu's sad eyes, she didn't know how to answer.
Therefore, Zhishu longs for the love of her parents more than she does. If Zhishu knew that her parents were still alive, she would definitely tell herself that her parents didn't abandon her because they didn't love her.
But she didn't tell herself anything. She was hiding it from herself. Zhishu, did you really have a purpose? Did you have a purpose when you approached us in the first place?
"No, Zhihua, please listen to my explanation. I have known it for a long time, but I..." Zhihua's suspicious eyes hurt her heart. She only felt that the pain in her heart was far greater than that of the sword.
More pain.
"Stop talking, Zhishu, you have disappointed me so much." Zhihua, who originally had a glimmer of hope, was completely plunged into darkness when he heard her words.
"Zhishu, you will be your princess from now on, and I will continue to be my little maid, so you can take care of yourself." Zhihua looked coldly at the guards around him, "Zhishu, you have caused the Ye family to leave their hometown, why don't you let it go?"
us.
These people were obviously lying in ambush around them, trying to catch a turtle in a jar and kill the young master, but Zhishu cooperated and sat in the room waiting for their arrival.
Zhishu's martial arts was much better than hers. She didn't believe that with Zhishu's martial arts, if she wanted to leave the palace, someone would be able to stop her, but she didn't.
Could it be that the trace of blood relationship is not as good as the relationship between the sisters for decades? Zhihua only felt that his heart ached so much, and he was immersed in deep sadness. Zhihua, who was immersed in sadness, did not notice Zhishu
Something was wrong. She had been sitting there not voluntarily, but because someone had tapped her acupuncture points.
"Zhishu, I hope we never meet again in this life, otherwise I will kill you without hesitation when we meet again." Ye Junmo, who had been silent for the whole time, said.
"Zhihua, let's go."
"As expected of his son, how arrogant he is?" Mo Minghui, who was standing aside watching the excitement, clapped his hands, "But Ye Junmo, do you think you will have a chance to leave now that you are here today?"
"Uncle, do you want to invite your nephew to stay in the palace as a guest, or do you want to return the undecided position of prince to your nephew?" Ye Junmo stopped. Although he couldn't see it, there were so many people around him.
He could tell how many there were just by listening to his breathing.
This matter was a set-up from the beginning. He knew that if he knew Zhishu's identity, he would definitely come over and kill Zhishu. However, he had to say that this person was really ruthless. He was really not afraid that he would really kill Zhishu in anger.
would kill her daughter.
Since he already knows his identity, why should he hide it? It seems that it is not easy to leave the palace today...
Ye Junmo's words of "uncle" made Zhishu and Zhihua look at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes. Then Zhihua thought of something, and turned around hurriedly, ignoring Zhishu's sad eyes, and looked around defensively.
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Mo Minghui's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Jun Mo, it's all because of the emperor's fault that you and your mother have been living among the people for many years and suffered so much."
"Uncle Emperor, people don't tell secret stories. Since I know my identity, I must know what happened back then. Why do you pretend to say this here? Although living among the people is hard, it is better than waiting to die in the palace.
good."
"Jun Mo, there are some things you shouldn't know." Mo Minghui smiled a little coldly.
"But I know, uncle, is he going to kill me to silence me?" Ye Junmo said nonchalantly.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhishu thought about it a thousand times, and finally came to an answer, that is, his young master, the second young master of the Ye family, Ye Junmo, turned out to be the son of the late emperor.
She suddenly felt cold all over, and the blood in her body seemed to have solidified. Although she had always been by the young master's side and rarely went out to perform tasks, as one of the blue clothes, she still knew some intimate things.
That is, the late emperor who suddenly fell ill and died was actually killed by her own younger brother, the current emperor, who was also her father.
In this way, she is the daughter of Jun Mo's father-killing enemy...
No wonder he wants to kill himself. He wants to ask himself if he is really a princess?
She had thought before that the young master would be very angry if he knew that she had betrayed the Ye family. Although the relationship between them would be completely over, he would not be willing to kill her, but today he wanted to kill her as soon as he appeared.
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"Since you already know, I won't say any more. You will never be able to leave this palace today." Mo Minghui took two steps back, waved his hand, and the guards who had been waiting for a long time swarmed forward.
"Do you really think you can keep me?" Ye Junmo dodged a guard, quickly moved behind him, reached out to grab the sword in his hand, and slapped the man away with one palm.