Such stimulation made Lian Jinyue suddenly wake up from her dream. She sat up and looked at the palace in front of her, her eyes were dull for a moment.
She is now...in Prince Mo's Mansion?
"Mother? Are you awake?" An Xijie, who had been standing by the side for fear that Lian Jinyue would be overstimulated, suddenly saw Lian Jinyue sitting up. She walked to the bed with some worry, but unexpectedly saw Lian Jinyue sitting up.
There was a strange light in Jin Yue's eyes.
It seems...pleasant?
An Xici...
Lian Jinyue was stunned for a moment when she saw An Xishu: "Xi'er?"
An Xici nodded and looked at her with concern: "Mother, are you okay?"
An Xijie is now a little worried that Lian Jinyue will be overstimulated... After all, although Mo Yan's method is definitely effective, it is a bit too direct. You know, Lian Jinyue is a standard dynasty noble after all.
Woman, if she knew that she had experienced such a ridiculous and outrageous thing... would she be able to accept it?
An Xiju truly treats Lian Jinyue as her own mother. How much she hoped that Yu Qi could be happy, now she hopes that Lian Jinyue can be happy.
Lian Jinyue pressed her forehead to confirm that she had just had a dream, but that dream was a little too real. She wanted to believe it, but she always felt a little ridiculous.
She suddenly thought of Mo Yao, and the face she suddenly discovered last night that was somewhat similar to her Yan'er.
Lian Jinyue's heart seemed to have been hit hard. Could it be that Mo Yao was that person? Could it be that it was not a dream at all?
She was a little confused for a moment.
She had too many questions in her mind.
Lian Jinyue suddenly grabbed An Xishu's hand, looked at her for a moment, and then said carefully: "Xi'er, I just had a dream."
An Xishui's heart beat a little fast because she still didn't know how to explain this matter to Lian Jinyue better.
But there was really no way to hide it any longer, so An Xici decided that it would be better to tell the truth.
She gritted her teeth and said truthfully: "Mother, that was not a dream, but something that really happened. A Yan is not the son of the late emperor, but the son of Mo Yao, the master of the Netherworld Palace in Zhuyun Continent. He has been chasing Zhuyun Continent.
Yun Dalu waited for A Yan to pass, and it was he who saved A Yan's life."
Although Mo Yan was born with congenital deficiencies due to Mo Yao, it cannot be denied that Mo Yao did do a lot for his only son. Later, if Mo Yao had not proposed to let Mo Yan fuse the Nether Stone, I am afraid that Mo Yan would not have been born.
There is no chance of survival! If it were someone else, he might not be willing to give up a treasure like the Nether Stone, and Mo Yan would not be able to be saved! For this reason alone, his mistake is enough to be forgiven!
"He saved Yan'er?" Lian Jinyue was a little surprised.
An Xibi nodded: "This matter is actually complicated. Dad is a cultivator. You, a mortal, couldn't keep my father's child. It was he who used ancient artifacts to protect A Yan's life. It's a pity that
Ah Yan was still born with deficiencies. The Nether Stone could temporarily save his life, but it was difficult to extend his life. In the end, his father gave up the Nether Stone and let Ah Yan merge with the Nether Stone, and he was reborn. Ah Yan was not in good health, although he died because of him.
Yes, but he has tried his best for A Yan. It’s just that he always feels that he owes you a lot. If it weren’t for the fact that you can’t come and go freely between the two dimensions, he would have come to explain everything to you in person. "