Yang Xiang glanced at Ouyang Yu, then turned his head back without saying anything to him.
When Yang Xiang met Ouyang Yu before, his attitude was always respectful, although Ouyang Yu never asked or expected him to do that. But Yang Xiang's sudden change now makes Ouyang Yu really feel a little embarrassed.
Just as Ouyang Yu was about to say something, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open again. Shu Kuang rushed into the yard like the wind, carrying the herbs he had just grabbed from the pharmacy.
"I'm back, I'm back, let's see if what I bought is correct!" Shu Kuang rushed into the inner courtyard and shouted loudly. He didn't notice what was wrong with Ouyang Yu and Yang Xiang, and ran away without even having time to say hello to them.
Go in.
Shukuang walked through the yard and ran to a room and stopped in front of it. He opened the door and walked in. Shukuang handed one of the many medicine bags in his hand to Mo Yuling, and then piled the remaining medicines on the table.
"Check if it's this one. If not, I'll buy it again." Shu Kuang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Mo Yuling softly.
Mo Yuling opened the medicine bag and took a look, then nodded slightly. Then she glanced at the table full of medicinal materials, Mo Yuling frowned and asked, "What are these?"
"I was afraid that this pack was not enough, so I bought some more, as well as other medicinal materials, just in case you could use them." Shu Kuang looked anxiously into the room, and only after not seeing Mu Yunmeng's figure did he
He hesitated to ask about Xi Honglei's situation.
After listening to Shu Kuang's question, Mo Yuling's eyes dimmed. "Get out, don't get in the way here." She stretched out her hand to push Shu Kuang out of the room, and said coldly: "I will call you if anything happens."
Although Ran Yunhao helped Xi Honglei block the injury on her body, it was still fatal. And the most important thing was the poison on the sword.
Mo Yuling had learned some knowledge about poison preparation and detoxification from Sima Hong before, but Mo Yuling had no confidence at all whether she could detoxify Xi Honglei and save Xi Honglei's life. She was under huge pressure.
, so that Mo Yuling did not dare to speak easily to others.
Mo Yuling walked to the bed and touched Xi Honglei's weak pulse, which seemed to be about to disappear. Thinking of the way Mu Yunmeng had just come back and left with Xi Zichen who was crying, Mo Yuling whispered softly.
Sighing, he bent down and leaned against Xi Honglei's ear, seeming to be mumbling to himself and begging Xi Honglei, and said, "I must wake up, please."
The number of people in the house was much smaller than Ouyang Yu imagined. He and Yang Xiang stood in the yard for a while, and couldn't help but ask where Mu Yunmeng and others were going.
"There are still Yun Meng's enemies in the capital that have not been resolved." Yang Xiang answered Ouyang Yu's question concisely and forcefully. He did not want to treat the prince of Xixi Kingdom so arrogantly, but some things happened that made him unable to control himself.
It became like this. Of course, there was also his self-blame for himself, which also disturbed his heart.
If he had followed Xi Honglei when he left, maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this. Mu Yunmeng didn't accuse him and Bai Moyue, but it didn't mean that the two of them would feel that this matter was a quarrel.
They have nothing to do with it.
"The person you asked your subordinates to send is called An Luoman." After Yang Xiang was silent, he spoke to Ouyang Yu again about the old woman. "After he was sent here to see Yun Meng, he bit his tongue and committed suicide. He quickly committed suicide.
Let us not even have a chance to stop it."
An Luoman's seeking death dealt Mu Yunmeng another blow, and the burden of rescuing Xi Honglei fell entirely on Mo Yuling's shoulders. All they can do now is wait for Mo Yuling's outcome.
In addition, the only thing left is to do everything possible to find those so-called famous doctors. But everyone knows in their hearts that they cannot have much hope for these individuals.
Now things are in a mess. That kid Chen'er is helplessly watching Feng Rusong carrying Xi Hongtear, who is covered in blood, into the yard. His little face is white and he is standing in the middle of the yard, holding the tree from the tree in his hand.
The branches were folded up and down, displaying the moves that Xi Honglei once taught him. He just stared blankly at Feng Rusong striding into the room, and then burst into tears. It was so pitiful that they couldn't bear it.
To look directly at...
Mu Yunmeng carried the crying Xi Zichen out of the house and walked to a remote and uninhabited area before letting him go.
Xi Zichen kept kicking around trying to escape, and finally stood on the ground. He wanted to run back without thinking, but unfortunately he was pulled back by Mu Yunmeng.
"I want to find my mother, I want to go back." Xi Zichen's eyes were swollen from crying. He looked up at Mu Yunmeng with tears in his eyes and shouted hoarsely.
Mu Yunmeng's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he swallowed it hard. Mu Yunmeng squatted down slowly and looked into Chen'er's eyes.
"Don't cry." Mu Yunmeng wiped Xi Zichen's tears with a somewhat stiff movement, holding his restless little body, Mu Yunmeng said patiently: "If I disturb your mother, if she gets angry, she won't come back.
What should we do?"
"You lied. My mother will not be angry with Chen'er. She likes Chen'er the most!" Xi Zichen struggled to get rid of Mu Yunmeng's arm and refuted Mu Yunmeng's words.
"Well, yes. She likes Chen'er the most, so she will definitely come back." Mu Yunmeng repeated Xi Zichen's words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then dropped quickly. "It's dad's fault that made your mother hurt.
, Chen'er, do you want to hit me to vent your anger?"
Mu Yunmeng's few words made Xi Zichen's hands and feet calm for a moment. With a small mouth curled up, Xi Zichen hugged Mu Yunmeng's arm and said in tears: "Save my mother, Chen'er doesn't want her to die.
, Mom said, you are the most powerful, Chen'er wants Mom, please save her quickly."
Mu Yunmeng's heart sank suddenly, as if she had been stabbed by a sharp knife. The pain started from her heart and spread endlessly.
He is the most powerful...
Mu Yunmeng has never looked down on himself so much, and he has never been able to help but want to scold himself like this.
What kind of mood did she have, what she said to Chen'er...?
"If you promise dad not to cry, dad will take you back to find your mother, okay?" Mu Yunmeng coaxed Chen'er absentmindedly, "If you keep crying like this, your mother will definitely be unhappy if she finds out. If Chen'er doesn't cry,
Dad will not let anything happen to your mother, we will go back to find her now."
"Aren't you going to lie to Chen'er?" Xi Zichen wiped away his tears, which looked red and covered in blood. He could not get them out of his mind.
"Father won't lie to you, and I won't lie to you this time." Mu Yunmeng nodded swornly, saying something that even he himself was unsure of.
The child in front of him was something he coaxed and lied to get her to give birth to him. But what had he really done for her?
Mu Yunmeng picked up Chen'er and kept questioning himself in his heart. Every step he took was particularly heavy. When he returned to his residence, Mu Yunmeng stood quietly outside the door and looked at Chen'er with him.
The room was silent.
Although Xi Zichen promised Mu Yunmeng not to cry anymore, the fear never disappeared from his body. He lay in Mu Yunmeng's arms and put his hands around Mu Yunmeng's neck. His eyes were red from crying.
Tears were still rolling in the circles of his eyes. Xi Zichen did not dare to blink, for fear that he would cry again accidentally.
Ouyang Yu watched Mu Yunmeng come back, and after thinking about it again and again, he decided to walk in front of him.
"It's for you." Ouyang Yu took out the letter that Mo Yun gave him and whispered: "A girl asked me to give it to you, saying it was written by Ran Yunhao."
Mu Yunmeng looked at Ouyang Yu, then at the letter in his hand, and took it. Sitting on the stone bench with Chen'er in his arms, Mu Yunmeng frowned and opened the envelope.
In addition to a letter addressed to him, there was also a smaller folded letter in the envelope, which was addressed to Xi Honglei. Mu Yunmeng thought about it and stuffed the letter written by Ran Yunhao to Xi Honglei into Xi Zichen
In his arms, he said: "When your mother wakes up, give this to her."
Xi Zichen nodded vigorously, Mu Yunmeng opened the rice paper and looked at the unfamiliar handwriting on it with a gloomy look.
"I have forgotten the last time I called you my brother. So many things have happened, and it seems that no one else can say some things except you.
Until now, I still don't understand how I joined forces with you. After so many years of confrontation, maybe I almost died in your hands. The trick of fate made us both unable to control ourselves, so maybe...
By the time you read this letter, I might be dead. But I don’t regret taking this path at all.
For the throne of Xuanxuan Kingdom, you should choose someone else. I am not suitable to be the emperor, nor am I suitable to live in the palace anymore. There are many memories there that you don’t want to think of, and there are also mine. If possible, I will
I hope that Xuanxuan Kingdom can become stronger under your governance. Because I have not endured the pressure that you have endured, I cannot enjoy everything that you should enjoy. It is a simple reason.
Shu Rumei, I should kill her before you do. Don’t blame me. You are not the only one who wants revenge. And for me, killing her seems to be more than just revenge. 4.
What happened years ago was that I could never forgive myself for my mistakes in this life. I didn't have your courage to resist the trick of fate, so I took action against Honglei. Therefore, Honglei was destined not to be mine.
Having said so much, I don’t seem to have touched on the most important point. We probably won’t see each other again in the future. I’ve really had enough of this place in Beijing. As for Honglei, I know you’ll be fine even if I don’t say it.
Treat her. But...if there is a next life, I will definitely fight with you to the end, and I will keep her by my side.
I have done many things that I am sorry for you, but I cannot say sorry to you in person. Please forgive me for my cowardice."