Di Wuyou looked at Zhan Liyue for a moment, his whole body stiffened.
He calmed down before reacting to Ye Luosha's words.
"Why isn't Mo Bai coming?"
Di Wuya shouted coldly.
"Your Highness, I will go take a look right away."
Elder Shi stood up and strode away.
As soon as they heard the news, Di Wuya and Di Feimu rushed over, while Yu Jingfeng went to find Mo Bai.
"Go and prepare the best medicinal materials, go quickly!"
Di Wuya stared at the two military doctors, and the voice sounded again.
"Yes, yes."
The military doctor nodded and hurriedly turned around and ran out.
"Go, don't go yet!"
Ye Luosha stared at Di Wuyou, wishing he could go over and grab him directly.
"Leng Xing, Wuyou... don't... push! I... Wu..." Zhan Liyue's hand that he just stretched out slipped down in mid-air.
She coughed lightly and spit out black blood from her mouth.
Di Wuya glanced at Di Feimu, who immediately moved forward and supported Zhan Liyue.
"Wuya, no!"
As Zhan Liyue struggled, black blood kept pouring out of his mouth, "Don't... waste your strength. Next, there will be a tough... battle."
"You all... go out. I want to say a few words to... Wuyou. You all... go out."
Zhan Liyue, who fell into Di Feimu's arms, looked at Di Wuya and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"I can see that you are... worried about me, and I... have no regrets."
"Mother."
Suddenly, Di Wuyou's voice sounded in the tent.
Suddenly, everyone looked at him, including Zhan Liyue.
Zhan Liyue glanced at him and took a deep breath.
"Wouyou, you have to...live...well...live...without worries...live..." After saying the complete sentence, Zhan Liyue tilted his head, closed his eyes, and spoke at the corner of his mouth.
, but still with a smile.
"elder sister."
Ye Luosha knelt down and held Zhan Liyue in Di Feimu's arms.
"You don't want to die! You can't die! Sister, if you die and leave me alone, how can I control the three brothers?"
"Sister, please open your eyes quickly, quickly!"
No matter how Ye Luosha shook Zhan Liyue, she still closed her eyes tightly without any reaction.
...In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Zhan Liyue passed away, causing Emperor Wuya to postpone his plan to send troops.
In order to stabilize the morale of the army, the news of Zhan Liyue's death was covered up by Ye Luosha.
She only announced to the outside world that the Queen was assassinated and injured, and was placed in the city to recuperate, without saying much.
Di Wuyou has not said a single word since that day.
Ye Luosha was worried that something might happen to him, so he almost didn't leave the military camp just to watch this ignorant guy.
At noon that day, the Night Rakshasa moved forward, carrying lunch, and opened the curtain of Emperor Wuyou's tent.
"It's time to eat."
She glanced at the person sitting on the couch and said calmly.
Di Wuyou remained in his current position for two full days, sitting on the couch with a cloth bag in his arms.
Ye Luosha looked at the complete breakfast on the table and shook his head.
In the past two days, she came here every day and saw the same situation.
Even at night, he still sat like this, like a sculpture.
Ye Luosha sighed lightly, put down the tray in his hand, and looked back at Di Wuyou.
"People cannot be resurrected. If you fall ill, she will still feel distressed."
Zhan Liyue's departure was a huge blow to Ye Luosha, but she was an elder. How could she remain depressed at such a critical time?
She was so cruel to herself and hated Emperor Wuyou, but later, she figured it out.
Everyone knows what Di Wuyou has been through over the years, so how can she blame him?
As for herself, after indirectly killing her biological sister, all she can do is complete what Zhan Liyue has not yet completed.
Ye Luosha took a deep breath, scooped up a bowl of porridge, turned around, and walked towards Emperor Wuyou.
Unexpectedly, the man who had been motionless suddenly stood up and strode outside.
Ye Luosha casually placed the bowl on a chair aside, turned around, and quickly chased after him.
"Wuyou, what are you going to do?"
When Ye Luosha left, Di Wuyou jumped on the horse, sat on the horse, and galloped forward.
The two brothers hurried over and asked softly: "General Ye, what happened to the third prince?"
"Horse, hurry! Go and saddle the horse."
Ye Luosha looked around and saw no horses, so he was very anxious.
"yes."
One of the brothers nodded, turned and ran away.
"Go and inform His Highness the Crown Prince that the third prince has escaped."
Ye Luosha looked at the other brother and said.
"yes."
The other brother also nodded and turned to leave.
When Ye Luosha turned around, she saw a brother coming towards him on horseback. She glanced at Di Wuyou's back, turned around and strode towards the brother.
The brother who was sitting on the horse immediately jumped off his horse when he saw the approaching Night Rakshasa.
Ye Luosha jumped up, and as soon as he sat on the horse, he immediately tightened the horse's rope and moved forward quickly.
"Wuyou, what are you going to do?
Stop it! What are you going to do?"
Emperor Ji was worried about Emperor Wuyou's condition, so he had no choice but to let Ye Luosha stay and look at Emperor Wuyou.
When Di Wuyou saw Zhan Liyue dying in front of him, he finally no longer doubted his identity.
Unfortunately, it was too late and he killed his mother.
Since Zhan Liyue's death, Di Wuyou has not said a word, like a mute.
Di Wuya did not force him to tell the story behind this.
Until now, no one except Emperor Wuyou himself knows why he regarded Zhan Liyue as the enemy who killed his parents.
Di Wuyou held the horse rope with one hand, and grabbed the bulging cloth bag with the other hand and put it in his arms.
As he drove his horse forward, Zhan Liyue's voice sounded in his ears from time to time.
"From now on, you will be called Wuyou."
"Wuyou, come and have dinner with your mother."
"You are my third prince, and from now on, we will be your family."
"Wouyou, can you talk to the Queen Mother?"
"He is my son, my Wuyou, there can be no mistakes!"
"Mother and son are connected, he must be my Wuyou."
"From now on, live well..." "Worry-free."
"Worry-free."
Zhan Liyue's voice kept ringing in his ears, and Di Wuyou frowned and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he even saw her face.
The queen mother's face was covered with scars, and at first she even covered him with a gauze scarf in order not to affect his appetite.
The queen mother asked him many times if he would mind her ugliness.
Once, he said "no" casually, but he just thought she was too annoyed, so he responded to her.
Unexpectedly, she happily pulled off the gauze scarf and told him that she was used to her face.
Fortunately, he didn't mind. After all, this face couldn't be cured long ago.
At that time, he only felt irritable and his mind was filled with hatred.
But now, he seems to want to see that face again, very, very much!
