Same name, different identity, but if it were her, everything would be different!
"Madam, the third young lady has opened her eyes!" The little girl in green, Ling'er, suddenly exclaimed, then cried loudly and threw herself on Hua Xi, "Miss, you finally woke up... Ling'er was scared to death by you.
,Miss……"
The gentle-faced woman quickly wiped away the tears on her face with a handkerchief, pursed her lips and said nothing.
She is the royal wife of the General's Mansion and Mo Huaxi's biological mother, Dugu Feng.
Dugu Feng had never been favored by the general. If the emperor had not granted her a marriage, she would have been demoted to aunt or thrown out of the house.
In her memory, Mo Huaxi was very resentful towards this mother. Especially after that incident, she always felt that it was because of her mother's own actions that her marriage to His Royal Highness was broken.
The young Mo Huaxi would not understand that in fact, Dugufeng had good intentions, but she was just a loser, while the prince was the proud son of heaven and the genius of the empire. The two of them were not compatible at all, and even if they were united, they would not be happy.
Hua Xi wanted to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth.
The fusion of the soul and this body is still in stalemate...
"Sixi, go and ask for the doctor." Dugu Feng stood up, reserved and dignified, and spoke in a calm tone. Her daily interactions with this daughter had already made her feel discouraged about her daughter.
Another maid named Sixi left while wiping her tears.
Dugu Feng didn't stay long, glanced at her casually, and left.
"Miss, do you know that the doctor said you couldn't be saved, and my wife was so sad that she fainted," Ling'er said in a dumb voice.
Although the young lady hurt the madam's heart time and time again, the madam still loved and cared for the young lady so much.
"I know, my mother is the best to me." Hua Xi opened her mouth and finally spoke in a hoarse voice.
Ling'er was overjoyed, wiping the broken tears on her face, and said with sobs: "That's great. It's good if the lady understands... Madam knows... she must be very happy..."
"Stop crying." Hua Xi looked at the maid helplessly. She didn't like hearing people cry because she didn't know how to comfort her.
Her tone was calm, but the inherent coldness in it still made Ling'er shiver.
The crying gradually stopped.
"Ling'er." Hua Xi frowned and asked, "Who saved me at that time?"
In Mo Huaxi's memory, when she was sinking in the water, she once saw a flash of white snow passing by.
That rapid speed was like a flying swallow flying across the water, and the swaying water waves almost shattered the man's figure.
"Yes..." Ling'er glanced at her cautiously, a little embarrassed to say, "It's His Highness the Seventh Prince..."
Seventh prince?
That seventh prince who came from a humble background and was also frail and sick?
In my impression, he was an overly beautiful young man who was always silent and alone, because his biological mother was just a palace maid and had no power. In this continent that values power and strength, he was destined to be ostracized.
However, was his ability to save her at that time really as useless as rumored?
"If you have the chance, you must thank him in person." Hua Xi said sincerely. No matter what, this is a favor and must be repaid.
Ling'er's eyes widened in surprise: "Miss, don't you hate the seventh prince the most? You also said that he is as humble as grass and is not even worthy of carrying the crown prince's shoes!"
