"Your Majesty, how is the young lady?" Shui Lian'er looked at Xuan Ningyi worriedly.
The frown on his face relaxed the moment he saw Shui Lian'er. His smile was like a spring breeze, and even Shui Lian'er couldn't help but wince.
"Doctor, please take good care of Jingwan." Shui Lian'er, who had come back to her senses, only heard this sentence, but the man had already left.
Slowly opening the door and walking in, Murong Jingwan had already changed her clothes and sat on the bed.
"He left?" It was not a question but it seemed to be a question. Murong Jingwan's eyes drifted into the distance.
"Miss, the Ninth Prince has taken action, seems to be mobilizing the troops in the capital?" Shui Lian'er said attentively. When talking about the key points, Lin Ruihan deliberately lowered his voice so that she could not hear clearly.
His eyes gradually focused on Shui Lian'er, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Lian'er, there will be some earth-shaking changes in the capital." He expressed the worries in his heart word by word. There was only one possibility for Xuan Ningxuan to lose his troops, that is, the emperor's body had changed.
"Miss." Shui Lian'er looked at Murong Jingwan with confusion. She didn't quite understand what the palace master meant.
"Lian'er, we will face a fierce battle soon." Murong Jingwan's face was shrouded in a faint sadness. Her true identity Xuan Ningyi will soon know. Will he kill her then?
Although Shui Lian'er was confused, she couldn't bear to ask Murong Jingwan because she didn't want her palace master to be sad.
Night fell quickly. It was extremely dark tonight, with no breeze in the air and no moonlight in the sky.
However, Xuan Ningxuan received a secret report from the palace and hurriedly entered the palace overnight.
Xuan Ningxuan took advantage of the cover of night and quickly entered the emperor's palace.
As soon as the door of the palace opened, Xuan Ningxuan smelled a strong smell of medicine, and the sound of the emperor's cough reached his ears.
Walking quickly to the emperor's bed, Xuan Ningxuan looked worriedly at the old man on the bed. That was his father, but he was also the emperor who ruled the entire world.
"Father, are you feeling better?" Xuan Ningxuan looked solemn as he knelt down in front of the emperor.
Just as he was about to speak, a violent cough interrupted the conversation. He finally stopped coughing, but the emperor could only breathe heavily.
The emperor had to admit that he was getting old. He just suffered from the cold a few days ago, but it made him ill. It seemed that his end was approaching.
He looked at his son kneeling on the bedside attentively, and stretched out his hand to gently place it on his shoulder. No matter how strong he was once, he was just a dying old man now.
"Xuan'er, I am dying. I have issued an edict and will pass it on to you. But Yi'er's power is too great, and I am afraid that he will rebel." The emperor's eyes showed helplessness.
"Father, please don't worry. Jingwan has secretly told all of Xuan Ningyi's accomplices, and he has also placed spies in the homes of those ministers. The only thing father has to do now is to take good care of his body, hurry up
Get better." Talking about Murong Jingwan, Xuan Ningxuan couldn't hide the joy on his face, and he admired Murong Jingwan more and more in his heart.
If there was a faint sigh, the emperor suddenly shed tears.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" This was the first time Xuan Ningxuan saw his father crying, so helpless and in such pain.
"Xuan'er, treat Jingwan well. My father owes them a lot." The emperor solemnly entrusted his son, not wanting his son to make the same mistakes as him.
"In the future, I will be the emperor, and Jingwan will be my queen." Xuan Ningxuan said word for word. This was his true inner thought.
The emperor looked at his son with relief, as if he remembered something again, and his face suddenly became solemn.
"Xuan'er, Jingwan may not have you in her heart. If one day, she wants to leave you, will you let her go?" The emperor asked with difficulty.
Xuan Ningxuan's face became more and more solemn, with anger condensed in his eyes, and he said decisively: "She can only be the woman of her son and ministers in this life."
The emperor shook his head sadly and said: "Xuan'er, if Jingwan wants to leave you, you must let her go. This is the first thing I ask of you."
"Why?" Xuan Ningxuan looked at his father in confusion.
"There is no reason? You just need to remember. Remember, after my death, bury me and Jingwan's mother together. This is the second thing I want you to do." The emperor did not allow anyone to reject his words.
, this is the only thing he can do for their mother and daughter.
Xuan Ningxuan stood up suddenly and looked at his father sadly.
"Father, give me a reason, otherwise I would rather be an unfilial son." Xuan Ningxuan threatened his father coldly.
The emperor's eyes widened, his face instantly turned red, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Xuan Ningxuan fell to his knees in fear and supported his father, but he was still unwilling to compromise and was obsessed with an answer.
Looking at his son sadly, the emperor shook his head helplessly, "Xuan'er, the only woman I love is Jingwan's mother. What Jingwan did for you, her mother also did for me. You are everywhere
I have always turned a blind eye to hurting her. That was Jingwan's request. Without Jingwan's mother, I would not be who I am today. Likewise, without Jingwan, you would not be who you are today."
Looking at his father in shock, it turned out that Murong Jingwan and the emperor had known each other for a long time, and he was the only one who was kept in the dark. Murong Jingwan, who was hurt by him, still chose to help him, whether it was because of love or because.
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Xuan Ningxuan didn't dare to think about it anymore, fearing that it would be an answer he couldn't accept.
"No, I will not make the same mistake again. I will not let Jingwan become someone else's woman." Xuan Ningxuan said firmly after coming back to his senses.
"Xuan'er, my father's time is running out. Even if my father begs you, you can never hurt Jingwan in the future." The emperor begged his son bitterly.
"Father, how could I hurt Jingwan, because..." As if there was an answer ready to come out in his heart, Xuan Ningxuan blurted out, "Because I love her."
Xuan Ningxuan suddenly realized that his feelings for Murong Jingwan were love, unforgettable love.
Should he be happy when he looked at his son who fell in love with heartache? But what Murong Jingwan said to him that day was still vivid in his mind. When Xuan Ningxuan ascended the throne of God, it was the day she left.
The emperor's lips kept trembling, and after struggling for a long time, he finally said slowly: "Xuan'er, Jingwan is the current palace master of Shuiyun Palace."
"What!" Xuan Ningxuan was shocked. Murong Jingwan turned out to be the palace lord of Shuiyun Palace. He was the palace lord with stunning appearance and superb martial arts in the world.
Xuan Ningxuan shook his head in disbelief. Murong Jingwan didn't know martial arts and had a scar on the right side of her face. How could she be the famous master of Shuiyun Palace in the world?
"Jingwan has always been wearing a mask." The emperor's words broke all Xuan Ningxuan's illusions.
This truth was so shocking that Xuan Ningxuan rushed out of the emperor's palace in panic. Why was this true? In order to conceal her true identity, Murong Jingwan actually hid her martial arts skills, and even took her child with her to live a life that was ridiculed by others.
