When others go to Xiyue, Xiyue will not turn them away. But Prince Yin has a special status, and the real antidote behind Xiyue is the little demon girl.
The little demon girl is the child raised by the devil...
Prince Yin is her enemy.
Moreover, Prince Yin, as the actual person in power in southern Xinjiang, may not necessarily put his life in Xiyue's hands.
Only then will you spend a lot of money to seek medical treatment.
Of course, there was no mention of the Prince Yin who paid a lot of money for medical treatment. Southern Xinjiang also didn’t reveal how the Prince Yin was doing.
This is all based on their various guesses.
While these people were still resting, a group of seven or eight people, old and young, who didn't look too outstanding, left the tea shed.
After leaving the tea shed, one of the ladies, who looked ordinary in appearance and temperament, took her equally ordinary son into the small carriage parked outside.
The accompanying maids and women's guards followed on both sides of the carriage, and quickly walked out of the tea shed's sight.
Everyone in the tea shed didn't think much, they just thought it was a young man from a wealthy family who was going out.
In the carriage, the mother and son, both dressed in ordinary ways, were none other than the disguised empress Feng Luan Qian Yuse and her son Yin Li.
Qian Yuse saw that Yin Li's expression could not hide her worry, and in her heart she sent her greetings to the eighteenth generation of Yin Xuanmo's ancestors.
If it weren't for the fact that he raised Li'er, and although they were not biological father and son, they had a father-son relationship that was no worse than that of biological father and son, she would really be too lazy to get involved in the mess in southern Xinjiang.
As she was in her position to pursue her career, she knew very well that once a person like Yin Xuanmo allowed him to grow stronger, he would be much more troublesome and terrifying than Xiyue and Dajing!
Because of Yin Xuanmo's ambition to dominate the world, Xiyue and Dajing combined could not compare to him.
When the time comes, Yin Xuanmo will be the first to bear the brunt and may have to take action on her Feng Luan!
Although he had always thought so in his heart, he used the gentlest gesture to comfort Yin Li, "Don't worry, Southern Xinjiang's poison-curing skills are indeed outstanding. Even if the poison in Prince Yin's body cannot be cured, it can still be controlled to delay the onset of the poison."
We can do it. We will definitely have time."
Yin Li pinched his fingers and his little furry head hung slightly. He was afraid to look at his mother.
Not only did he not dare to look at his mother, but since the dream, he didn't even dare to see sister Jiu'er or follow him to find Aunt Jing.
Qian Yuse knew what the child was thinking, so she became even more angry.
His uncle’s Yin Xuanmo!
It's understandable that he has his own position and ambition, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't have anger in her heart.
Especially when I see my precious son feeling guilty because of what his father, Yin Xuanmo, has done, and worrying about him being poisoned.
She rubbed his head and whispered softly, "Li'er, are you worried that my mother's medical skills are not up to par? Don't worry, although my mother's medical skills are not as good as those of your aunt Jing and your sister Jiu'er, this time in the dreamland
The poison, mother has sent someone to ask for the antidote from your sister Jiuer. Calculating the time, the antidote will be in our hands before we arrive in southern Xinjiang."
Yin Li still lowered his head.
Although Qian Yuse, the mother-in-law, cared deeply about Yin Li.
But compared to Baili Feiyue, she didn't know how to get along with her children.
Seeing that Yin Li was still very depressed, if Qian Yuse were a cat, he would actually be spinning with anxiety, although nothing could be seen on his face at the moment...
"Mother..."
The boy's childish voice sounded like he had made some kind of determination.
Qian Yuse didn't notice, but Yin Li raised his head and looked at her, "I want to stay in southern Xinjiang this time."
Qian Yuse's mother's smile froze unnaturally because of that sound.
She heard her own dry voice, "Li'er, are you missing Southern Xinjiang? It's okay, it's okay, we can stay in Southern Xinjiang longer this time..."
"Mother," Yin Li sighed softly. The little child stepped forward and hugged Qian Yuse softly with his small arms. His childish voice was extremely gentle, "Mother, I didn't choose that my father would not want you.
Already."
"Father and mother are both very important to a child." Although he had said this a long time ago, it was obvious that the mother had never felt safe.
But his mother must understand him. He patiently expressed his thoughts without any reservation to prevent his mother from misunderstanding. "My son understands his father. He has always wanted to lead Southern Xinjiang to become rich and make the people of Southern Xinjiang live a better life."
The days..."
"Especially after the death of Grandpa Huang and Uncle Prince last time, this has become my father's obsession to do it no matter the cost."
After a pause, the little boy's voice continued in a soft yet firm voice, "I think, at this time, I should stay with my father."
Even if we don't get along for long, I know my son better than my mother.
Qian Yuse was hugged by her son's small body. The little boy's body was fragrant and soft, but his body was not strong enough to protect him from the wind and rain.
But at this moment, she knew that this little child wanted to protect everyone he cared about.
She had a gut feeling her son could do it.
It can definitely be done.
Sure enough, the little boy smiled softly and said, "I want to stay in Southern Xinjiang. I want my father to see that we in Southern Xinjiang can make the people live a prosperous and worry-free life without destroying others or grabbing other countries' land."
day."
Qian Yuse's voice was slightly hoarse, "Okay. Mom respects your decision."
The little boy slapped her on the cheek, "Mom is the best mother in the world~!"
On the other side is Lan Country.
Naturally, Ling Duannian had already gotten the news about Jiu'er's movements during Xiyue, and he didn't hide it from Baili Feiyue, so Baili Feiyue also knew about it.
It is late autumn now, and Lan Country is located in the north. Except for the evergreen and ever-blooming flower plants in the courtyard, half of the leaves are withered and turning yellow, forming an extremely strange scene.
One side is still alive, while the other side has faded away.
When Ling Duannian came, he saw Baili Feiyue lying in the half-open small window from a distance, 'looking' at the courtyard in trance.
After a pause, he stepped forward and said, "Sister."
"Sister?"
He called her twice in a row, and Baili Feiyue came back to her senses and turned to the direction of his voice, "What?"
Ling Duannian smiled, "Sister, don't you miss Jiu'er and the others? Jiu'er has left Xiyue and is on his way back to Dajing."
"We are starting from Languo and walking slowly along the way. When we get to Dajing, we may not encounter the winter snow in Dajing. If I am still used to living in Dajing, we can stay in Dajing.
If we stay here a little longer, we can spend the Chinese New Year with Jiu'er and his siblings."
"Are you going too?"
"Sister, don't you want me to go?"
"No, there are many things going on in Lan country, so you don't need to stay with me all the time."
The young man smiled, "Only when I leave you in the hands of Jiu'er and the others, sister. Now on the way..."
He thought about his words and said, "Maybe it won't be very peaceful."
Baili Feiyue is not someone who wants to die. She is blind. Even if she has followers to take care of her, no matter how loyal her followers are, they will inevitably change.
But she really wanted to see Jiu'er and Xiaoshizi Baobao.
I’ve been thinking about it particularly recently.
He immediately said cautiously, "Xiaojiu, thank you. Sorry to trouble you."
Ling Duannian was always very neat in his work. Three days later, the group set off from Lan Country.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble and disturbance, just like Qian Yuse and the others, they also disguise themselves and try to avoid people's sight when traveling.
They were not in a hurry. Although Baili Feiyue couldn't see it, Ling Duannian was very eloquent. What she saw and heard along the way was explained to her by Ling Duannian beside her, and it was truly more vivid than what she saw herself.
More interesting than ever.
Her mouth and face showed great interest, but for some reason, the attractive scenery that Ling Duan Nian described sounded lifeless and strange to her.
Yes, she just stayed in Lan Country for two months. When she came out again, the world seemed to have become strange.
Perhaps it was a relationship she couldn't see, but Ling Duannian's description was so colorful that everything seemed to lose its color to her ears.
The flowers are no longer fragrant, the sky is no longer clear, the sunshine is no longer warm, and the breeze is no longer intoxicating.
Everything has become so mediocre and trivial, with no bright and vivid colors anymore.
She walked through the busy and noisy streets and heard people singing and cheering.
I hear new life coming, and I hear life leaving amid the sounds of sorrow and music.
Her heart was tugged for no reason, and then she slapped herself hard on the face.
Baili Feiyue, are you cheap?
The eldest grandson Wuji is dead, you killed him with your own hands!