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Chapter 1195

Chapter 1195

Duan Qingli frowned and said: "I think the Holy Son has his own sense of discretion. I will send someone to deliver some blood-replenishing medicine."

Jun Limo's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty just said that the Holy Son has hatred towards Wushuang. Could it be related to the saint who disappeared a hundred years ago? Why don't you let me go see the Holy Son and talk to him about it?

Let’s talk about it?”

Duan Qingli chuckled and asked: "What? Are you afraid that Wushuang will die in the hands of the Holy Son? Or are you saying that you have not given up on saving Wushuang?"

Jun Limo stood up, lifted his robe, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty trusts the Holy Son so much, have you ever doubted his intentions?

He has been sleeping for a hundred years and now he is awakened. None of us know his past. How does your majesty know that his views on southern Xinjiang are true and clear, and that heaven and earth can learn from him?

How should we deal with him if he has different intentions? What if what we awaken is not the future of Southern Xinjiang but the nightmare of Southern Xinjiang? Hasn't mother thought about this? "

Duan Qingli suddenly trembled when she heard what he said.

She had indeed never thought about this, because she felt that the Wu clan existed to protect Southern Xinjiang. They had an innate sense of mission in their bones, so how could they betray Southern Xinjiang?

But a hundred years later, things have changed and people have changed. No one understands Wu Xuanye's past, and naturally no one knows what he is thinking.

She frowned and said, "But he can see the past and the future at a glance. Even you may not be able to find out anything from him?"

She had seen that man before. He was very evil. If he really had other intentions, it would be impossible for anyone to spy on him.

Jun Limo looked solemn and said, "Can you find out anything? You'll know when you meet me."

Duan Qingli thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, then you can go there, A Lanyi doesn't have to go with you, let her go into the palace to accompany the orphan!"

"yes."

Jun Limo responded, feeling a little sad in his heart.

After all, his mother still couldn't trust him. Sending Alanyi to the palace was tantamount to leaving His Majesty's weakness.

But he has long been accustomed to these things. When he turned against him and wanted to destroy King Gu and Nanjiang, he and his mother had already separated.

After the mother and son finished playing the game of chess, Jun Limo resigned from the palace.

High Priest's House.

A Lanyi lay motionless on the table until she heard footsteps.

She looked up and saw that Jun Limo was back. She hurriedly greeted him and asked coquettishly, "Why are you back now? I'm already hungry."

Jun Limo looked at her, and the fatigue and sadness in his heart suddenly disappeared. He reached out and held A Lanyi in his arms, his heart full of nostalgia.

A Lanyi felt the change in his mood and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Jun Limo's low voice fell behind her ear and said, "I just want to hug you."

Just holding her like this, even if he did nothing, his heart could calm down. His Alanyi was his medicine, his blood, his flesh, and even his life.

Ah Lanyi let him hold her, and after a while Jun Limo calmed down, holding her hand and saying: "Tomorrow, His Majesty wants you to go to the palace to accompany her.

Ah Lanyi, when you meet His Majesty, you must not bring up Miss Mu's matter again, which will make His Majesty unhappy, do you understand?"

A Lanyi blinked her eyes. She saw a hint of concern in Jun Limo's eyes and asked, "Did something happen?"

Why did the good mother-emperor let her accompany her into the palace?

Jun Limo scratched her nose and said with a smile: "Don't think so wildly. Although you are not His Majesty's biological flesh and blood, the nurturing grace you received over the past sixteen years is not fake.

Among the three princesses, Your Majesty likes you the most. As long as you don't disobey her, she will forget about the past."

Alanyi nodded obediently and said: "I understand!"


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