"You survived the disaster, thank you for always taking care of Ling'er." Nangong Lieye hugged Hua Yue Ling, who was crying alone.
"Third Prince, why haven't you said anything this whole time? Ling'er misses you so much!" Cao Qing'er said quickly, looking slightly embarrassed.
Hua Yueling straightened up and said, "Qing'er, I always knew he was there."
"Ah! You guys? Are you afraid that Wushuang will misunderstand?" Cao Qing'er couldn't believe that for more than a month, the two of them knew each other existed but had no communication. How painful it was.
Nangong Lieye and Hua Yue Ling nodded.
"Originally, I thought about Dameng telling Wushuang that I had it, but I didn't expect him to find out. Now I don't even know where he went?" Hua Yueling said sadly.
"Ling'er, he must have gone to Dameng, there is no way he can return to Dayue." Nangong Lieye affirmed.
"Why? He's so sad. He probably didn't want to see Ling'er and went back to Dayue directly." Cao Qing'er said puzzled.
Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling, and Hua Yueling also looked at him.
"Ling'er, now is the time to tell them everything."
Hua Yueling thought for a while and looked at Jimo Ziyan sadly, which made Jimo Ziyan very puzzled.
"Ling'er, what's wrong? Is this none of my business?" Jimo Ziyan was a little fussed by her.
Nangong Lieye nodded first, and Cao Qing'er asked anxiously: "Why does it have to do with His Highness?"
"This is a long story, Your Highness, you must be mentally prepared." Nangong Lieye once again asked for Yue Ling's consent with his eyes.
Jimo Ziyan's face turned pale, and there was a kind of fear in his heart, because the faces of Hua Yueling and Nangong Lieye were both solemn, which only meant that this matter was closely related.
"Your Highness, do you remember the story I told you?" Hua Yue Ling said calmly.
Jimo Ziyan was stunned for a moment and then said: "Remember, the story about the son who is not his biological son?"
Hua Yueling nodded, and Jimo Ziyan suddenly looked frightened.
"What biological son?" Cao Qing'er asked hurriedly when she saw Jimo Ziyan's ugly face.
"Your Highness, this story is actually a hint to you." Hua Yueling made it clear enough now.
Jimo Ziyan's face became even more ugly, and the panic and fear in his eyes made Cao Qinger very worried.
Jimo Ziyan's thin lips trembled and said, "What, what do you mean?"
"Your Highness, don't be impatient. Listen to Ling'er slowly." Cao Qing'er felt her fear.
Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yue Ling's weak look and asked with concern: "Ling'er, are you okay? How is the child?"
Hua Yueling shook her head. Her stomach was indeed a little uncomfortable just now, but now she was surrounded by another air current, which made her feel warm and comfortable.
"The child is fine, thank you Qing'er." Hua Yueling looked at Cao Qing'er with a smile.
"Ling'er, don't say polite words. We are sisters. By the way, what is going on with Your Highness? Please tell me quickly. I'm so worried." Cao Qing'er said worriedly for Jimo Ziyan.
Huayue Lingfeng looked at Jimo Ziyan who had a shocked face.
"Ling'er, this can't be true!" Jimo Ziyan suddenly shook his head and said.
"Don't be impatient. I'll tell you slowly." Hua Yueling sighed. Today was not a good day. Originally, she didn't want to say it. She asked Mo Wushuang to go back to Dayue with her. Then Jimo Ziyan
There was no need to be hurt, but now that things have suddenly changed and Mo Wushuang left so angrily, it was hard for her to imagine what he would do. The only thing that was certain was that he hated her! That last look was filled with hatred!
After Hua Yueling glanced at Nangong Lieye, she slowly spoke.
Cao Qing'er watched Jimo Ziyan's handsome face change in various shocks, which made her heartbroken. For the first time, she stretched out her small hand to hold his big hand.
"That's the thing. Your current mother-in-law is not your biological mother, but Mo Wushuang's biological mother." Hua Yueling concluded.
"It turns out that Mo Wushuang should be called Jimo Wushuang." Cao Qing'er said something to wake up the dreamer.
"Your Highness?" Nangong Lieye frowned and looked at the silent Jimo Ziyan.
Jimo Ziyan came to his senses and said, "It turns out I'm not her son." There was no hint of sadness or joy in his voice.
"Yes, that's why she did that to you." Hua Yueling sighed.
"Ha!" Jimo Ziyan snorted coldly, "Looks like I really have to thank her."
"Your Highness?" Cao Qing'er said in surprise.
"I am not her son. She was able to send me to the position of crown prince. Naturally, I want to thank her. Now that I know that she is not my biological mother, I feel much better. At least my mother will not treat me so ruthlessly.
Child." Jimo Ziyan turned to look at Cao Qing'er.
"Your Highness, you must know that you are not orthodox and cannot inherit the position of king." Hua Yueling frowned.
"That woman wants Mo Wushuang to come back and replace me, and I won't let her succeed!" Jimo Ziyan's eyes flashed with blazing anger.
"Yes, I didn't want to say it originally. Wushuang also said that he wouldn't fight for the throne and would come back to Dayue with me. But now, I don't dare to say it. Oh, it's all my fault." Hua Yueling blamed herself.
"Ling'er, this kind of thing is not as good as fate. Don't be sad. You will know right away whether he is good or bad." Nangong Lieye comforted him.
"By the way, he explained it to me before." Hua Yueling told Mo Wushuang again about killing all the bad guys.
"Do you believe it?" Nangong Lieye said in surprise.
"I don't know, but I am very surprised by his martial arts." Hua Yueling looked at him and said.
"With what he did just now, no one of us can defeat him." Jimo Ziyan said coldly.
"He has learned Shaolin's pure internal skills since he was a child and practices them every day, so you can imagine." Hua Yueling frowned.
Nangong Lieye's ugly scar trembled and he said, "What if he is really crazy and we are no match for him?"
"I don't think Wu Shuang is that kind of person, right? Although I got a little irritated, it should be temporary. Let's not think it's so scary." Cao Qing'er didn't believe that Mo Wushuang was a bad person. Who would do it if he encountered such a thing?
I can't figure it out.
Hua Yueling nodded and said, "I hope so."
"He will definitely find Mr. Wen!" Jimo Ziyan said coldly. He had completely changed his feelings towards Mo Wushuang, because he was her son and would compete with him for the throne. His heart told him that Mo Wushuang must be eliminated.
"We will arrive in Dameng in two days. I have to take a step first." Jimo Ziyan thought for a while and said.
"Ah!" Cao Qing'er exclaimed.
"Qing'er, don't be afraid, I will definitely ascend to the throne! I have worked hard for twenty years and suffered a lot, and I will not let that woman succeed." Jimo Ziyan said coldly.
"Your Highness, it doesn't matter to Qing'er whether you sit on the throne or not. I just hope you are safe." Cao Qing'er looked at him and sighed.
Jimo Ziyan was moved and said: "Qing'er, if I have nothing, how can I be worthy of you? Don't worry, I won't lose to Mo Wushuang." Jimo Ziyan didn't want Cao Qing'er to suffer with him in the future.
"Don't say nonsense, as long as you are safe, everything else is external." Cao Qing'er looked at Jimo Ziyan seriously, hoping that he would understand that she didn't care about those vanity things.
"Your Highness, Qing'er only wants you to be safe and sound, nothing else matters." Hua Yueling said with a smile, looking at Cao Qing'er's red face, she felt a little happier. She believed that Cao Qing'er also liked Jimo Ziyan.
Jimo Ziyan's eyes immediately looked at Cao Qing'er tenderly and affectionately. Cao Qing'er had already gotten up from his arms, her face even hotter.
"Your Highness, I also think that you should go back and make preparations first, just in case." Nangong Lieye frowned.
Everyone looked at him and nodded seriously.
"By the way, Third Prince, can your face be cured?" Cao Qing'er always felt that Nangong Lieye was very scary.
Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling with a smile, and the half of his face became even more distorted when he smiled.
"Ling'er said it doesn't matter, as long as she likes it." There was infinite love in her eyes.
Hua Yueling twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at him and said: "Although I say this, it is of course better to see the handsome guy. It is not necessary now. You can recover if you can."
"But Mo Wushuang doesn't know that I'm still alive." Nangong Lieye frowned.
"What, Prince, can your face be healed?" Jimo Ziyan couldn't believe it. The flesh on his face had already healed. Could it be scratched and repaired again?
"I have medicine." Nangong Lieye said mysteriously, and then saw Hua Yueling roll her eyes.
"What 'medicine' is so magical, can it cure His Highness's eye disease?" Cao Qing'er asked quickly.
Jimo Ziyan was stunned for a moment and was filled with gratitude. She was thinking of herself.
"Can Qing'er's poison be cured?" Jimo Ziyan quickly added.
Nangong Lieye was shocked, Hua Yueling was also a little surprised, she had forgotten this, maybe it would be okay.
"You can give it a try." Nangong Lieye took out his small bottle of water from the Yin Yang Holy Pool. There was only half a bottle left in it. A lot of it had been used to save Hua Qingyun and Hua Jili.
"Really?" Jimo Ziyan and Cao Qing'er were extremely surprised.
"Your Majesty, is that all you have?" Hua Yueling asked.
"Well, it's impossible to bring more, it's all water." Nangong Lieye said with a bitter smile.
"Then let's try to cure His Highness's eye disease first." Hua Yueling thought for a while and said.
"Your Highness, and the face of the third prince, these are not enough." Cao Qing'er looked at him reproachfully, did he not think that it belonged to someone else?
Jimo Ziyan said apologetically: "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, your face is important, don't scare Ling'er, and your little baby."
"Haha, I'm used to it. It's okay. Your Highness, please wipe some first. It won't take much." Hua Yueling looked at Nangong Lieye, who took out the silk handkerchief from his arms and poured some out slightly.
Ask Jimo Ziyan to bring his head over and slowly apply it on his eyes.
"Wait a minute, Qing'er's poison is very overbearing, I don't know if it can be cured, because this water cannot be drunk, and your poison cannot be seen outside, how can I cure it?" Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling.
"Indeed, you cannot drink this water. If the poisonous gas enters the wound, you can try it." Hua Yueling frowned.
"I'm fine, don't worry, let's heal the Third Prince's face first." Cao Qing'er felt that Nangong Lieye was also a handsome man, much more masculine than Mo Wushuang, but it was really incomparable.
"Well, Qing'er has had the antidote for a year anyway. Don't worry, you can repair the rest of your face." Hua Yue Ling said, "Wearing a mask all day long, my skin has turned pale."
"Ling'er, I think it's better to take it slow, for fear of scaring others." Nangong Lieye thought for a while and said.
"You mean Hua Linhai and Hua Qingyun?" Hua Yueling asked.
Nangong Lieye nodded.
"Third Prince, you don't have to worry about this. You can still wear a mask after you recover." Cao Qing'er laughed and looked at Jimo Ziyan, who was covering his eyes, a little worried.
"That's right. I am stupid." Nangong Lieye was stunned for a moment and then laughed and looked at Hua Yueling.
"Thank you for your hard work along the way." Hua Yueling felt sorry for him.
"Ling'er, we are husband and wife. Don't say such polite words. I am willing to work hard for you no matter how hard I work." Nangong Lieye put his arms around her.
"Can you please stop being so numb?" Jimo Ziyan successfully took it and opened his eyes.