Stunning Edge: Fierce Princess

Chapter 205 Afraid of Wushuang Misunderstanding

"Live, thank you for always taking care of Ling'er." Nangong Lieye hugged Hua Yueling who was crying alone.

"Third Prince, why have you kept silent all this time! Ling'er misses you so much!" Cao Qing'er said hastily, her face slightly embarrassed.

Hua Yueling straightened up and said, "Qing'er, I always knew he was there."

"Ah! You? Are you afraid that Wushuang will misunderstand you?" Cao Qing'er couldn't believe that for more than a month, the two of them knew each other's existence, but they didn't communicate with each other. How painful it was.

Nangong Lieye and Hua Yueling nodded together.

"At first, I thought about Dameng and told Wushuang that I had it, but I didn't expect him to find out, and now I don't know where he went?" Hua Yueling said sadly.

"Ling'er, he must have gone to Dameng, and it is impossible to return to Dayue." Nangong Lieye affirmed.

"Why? He's so sad, he probably didn't want to see Ling'er, and went back to Dayue." Cao Qing'er was puzzled.

Nangong Liye looked at Hua Yueling, and Hua Yueling also looked at him.

"Ling'er, now should be the time to tell them everything."

Hua Yueling thought for a while, then looked at Jimo Ziyan sadly, which made Jimo Ziyan very puzzled.

"Ling'er, what's the matter? Is this none of my business?" Jimo Ziyan was a little scared by her.

Nangong Lieye nodded first, and Cao Qinger said anxiously, "Why is it none of His Highness's business?"

"It's a long story, Your Highness, you have to be prepared." Nangong Lieye winked again to ask Hua Yueling's consent.

Jimo Ziyan's face turned pale, and there was a kind of fear in his heart, because the faces of Hua Yueling and Nangong Lieye were very solemn, which only showed that this matter had a lot to do with it.

"Your Highness, do you remember the story I told you?" Hua Yueling said lightly.

Jimo Ziyan was taken aback and said, "Remember, is it the story about the son who wasn't his own?"

Hua Yueling nodded, and Mo Ziyan suddenly showed panic.

"What biological son?" Cao Qing'er hurriedly asked, seeing that Mo Ziyan's expression was ugly.

"Your Highness, this story is actually hinting at you." Hua Yueling spoke clearly enough now.

Jimo Ziyan's complexion became even more ugly, and the panic and fear in his eyes made Cao Qing'er very worried.

Jimo Ziyan's thin lips trembled, "What, what do you mean?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, just listen to Ling'er speak slowly." Cao Qing'er felt her fear.

Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling's weak look and asked concerned: "Ling'er, are you okay? How is the child?"

Hua Yueling shook her head, her stomach was really uncomfortable just now, but now surrounded by another air current, it is very warm and comfortable.

"The child is fine, thank you Qing'er." Hua Yueling looked at Cao Qing'er with a smile.

"Ling'er, don't be polite, we are sisters. By the way, what is the matter with His Highness, tell me quickly, I'm so anxious." Cao Qing'er worried for Jimo Ziyan.

Huayue Lingfeng looked at the shocked Jimo Ziyan.

"Ling'er, this can't be true!" Jim Mo Ziyan shook his head suddenly and said.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly." Hua Yueling sighed, today is not a good day, she didn't want to say it, let Mo Wushuang go back to Dayue with her, then Mo Ziyan She didn't need to be hurt, but now things changed suddenly, and Mo Wushuang left so angry, it was hard for her to imagine what he would do. The only certain thing was that he hated her!In that last look, there was hatred!
After Hua Yueling took a look at Nangong Lieye, he spoke slowly.

Seeing Jimo Ziyan's handsome face changing in various shocks, Cao Qing'er worried her. For the first time, she stretched out her small hand to hold his big hand.

"That's how things are. Your current concubine mother is not your own mother, but Mo Wushuang's own mother." Hua Yueling concluded.

"So Mo Wushuang should be called Jimo Wushuang." Cao Qing'er awakened the dreamer.

"Your Highness?" Nangong Lieye frowned and looked at the silent Jimo Ziyan.

Jimo Ziyan came back to his senses and said, "So I'm not her son." Couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy in his voice.

"Yes, that's why she treated you like that." Hua Yueling sighed.

"Heh!" Jimo Ziyan snorted coldly, "It seems that I really have to thank her."

"Your Highness?" Cao Qing'er asked in surprise.

"I'm not her son. She can send me to the crown prince. Naturally, I want to thank her. Now that I know she is not my mother, I feel much better. At least my mother will not treat me so ruthlessly." Child." Jimo Ziyan turned to look at Cao Qing'er.

"Your Highness, you must know that you are not orthodox and cannot inherit the throne." Hua Yueling frowned.

"That woman wants Mo Wushuang to come back to replace me, and I won't let her succeed!" Mo Ziyan's eyes shot out raging anger.

"Yes, I didn't want to say it at first, and Wushuang also said that he would not fight for the throne and would return to Dayue with me, but now, I dare not say it anymore, hey, it's all my fault." Hua Yueling blamed herself.

"Ling'er, this kind of thing is not as good as God's fortune. Don't be sad. Whether he is good or bad, you will know right away." Nangong Lieye comforted.

"By the way, he explained it to me before." Hua Yueling told again about killing Mo Wushuang to the point of being a bad guy.

"Do you believe it?" Nangong Lieye asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but I'm surprised by his martial arts." Hua Yueling looked at him and said.

"As for what he just did, none of us are invincible." Jimo Ziyan said coldly.

"He has learned Shaolin's pure inner strength since he was a child, and he practiced it every day. It's understandable." Hua Yueling frowned.

Nangong Lieye's ugly scar trembled and said: "What if he is really mad and we are not opponents?"

"I don't think Wushuang is that kind of person, right? Although I was a little stimulated, it should be temporary. Let's not think so scary." Cao Qing'er didn't believe that Mo Wushuang could be a bad person. Anyone who encounters such a thing will take it easy. I can't figure it out.

Hua Yueling nodded and said, "I hope so."

"He will definitely find Mr. Wen!" Mo Ziyan said coldly, he completely changed his attitude towards Mo Wushuang, because he was her son, and he would fight for the throne with him, his heart told him that Mo Wushuang had to get rid of him.

"We'll be in Dameng in two days, I have to go first." Jimo Ziyan thought for a moment.

"Ah!" Cao Qing'er exclaimed.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, I will definitely ascend to the throne! I have worked hard for 20 years and suffered so much, I will not let that woman succeed." Jimo Ziyan said coldly.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter to Qing'er whether you sit on the throne or not, I just hope you are safe." Cao Qing'er looked at him and sighed.

Jimo Ziyan was touched and said: "Qing'er, if I have nothing, how can I be worthy of you, don't worry, I won't lose to Mo Wushuang." Jimo Ziyan didn't want Cao Qinger to suffer with him in the future.

"Don't talk nonsense, as long as you are safe, everything else is external to you." Cao Qing'er looked at Jimo Ziyan seriously, hoping that he would understand that she didn't care about those vanity things.

"Your Highness, Qing'er only wants you to be safe and well, nothing else matters." Hua Yueling smiled, seeing Cao Qing'er's blushing little face, she felt a little happier in her heart, she believed that Cao Qing'er also liked Jimo Ziyan.

Immediately, Mo Ziyan looked at Cao Qing'er tenderly and affectionately with his eyes. Cao Qing'er had already got up from his arms, and her complexion became even hotter.

"Your Highness, this king also thinks that you should go back and prepare first, no matter what, just in case." Nangong Liye frowned.

Everyone looked at him and nodded solemnly.

"By the way, Third Prince, can your face be cured?" Cao Qing'er always felt that Nangong Liye was very scary.

Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling with a smile, and that half of his face was even more distorted when he smiled.

"Ling'er said it's okay, as long as she likes it." There was infinite love in those eyes.

The corner of Hua Yueling's mouth twitched, and he glanced at him and said: "Although I said so, it is of course better to see the handsome guy. There is no need now. You can recover as soon as you can."

"But Mo Wushuang doesn't know that I'm still alive." Nangong Liye frowned.

"What, my lord, is your face still recovering?" Jimo Ziyan couldn't believe it, the flesh on his face had already healed, could it be cut and repaired again?
"This king has medicine." Nangong Lieye said mysteriously, and then saw Hua Yueling rolled his eyes.

"What medicine is so miraculous that it can cure His Highness's eye disease?" Cao Qing'er asked hastily.

Jimo Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, full of gratitude, she was thinking of herself.

"Can Qinger's poison be cured?" Jim Mo Ziyan hastily added.

Nangong Lieye was stunned, Hua Yueling was also a little surprised, she had forgotten this, maybe it was all right.

"You can try it." Nangong Lieye took out his small bottle containing the water from the Yin-Yang Holy Pool, there was only half of the bottle left in it, and a lot had been used to save Hua Qingyun and Hua Jili.

"Really?" Jimo Ziyan and Cao Qing'er were overjoyed.

"My lord, is that all you need?" Hua Yueling asked.

"Well, it's impossible to bring more, it's all water." Nangong Liye smiled wryly.

"Then try to treat His Highness's eye disease first." Hua Yueling thought for a while and said.

"No, detoxify Qing'er." Mo Ziyan hastily postponed.

"Your Highness, there is still the face of the Third Prince, these are not enough." Cao Qing'er gave him a reproachful look, didn't he think it was someone else's?

Jimo Ziyan said apologetically: "Yes, yes, my lord, your face is important, don't scare Ling'er, and your little baby."

"Hehe, I'm used to it, it's okay, Your Highness, you wipe some first, it won't take much." Hua Yueling looked at Nangong Lieye, who took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, poured some out slightly, Ask Jimo Ziyan to bring his head closer and slowly apply it to his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Qing'er's poison is very domineering, so I don't know if it can be detoxified, because the water is not drinkable, and your poison can't be seen from the outside, how can I detox?" Nangong Liye looked at Hua Yueling.

"Indeed, this water is not drinkable, you can try it on wounds where poisonous gas enters your body." Hua Yueling frowned.

"I'm fine, don't worry, let's heal the third prince's face first." Cao Qing'er felt that Nangong Lieye was also a handsome man, much more masculine than Mo Wushuang, just like this, it was really incomparable.

"Well, anyway, Qing'er has a year's antidote, don't worry, you can fix the rest of your face." Hua Yueling said, "Wearing a mask all day long, my skin is pale."

"Ling'er, I think it's better to slow down, for fear of scaring other people." Nangong Lieye thought for a while and said.

"You mean Hua Linhai and Hua Qingyun?" Hua Yueling asked.

Nangong Lieye nodded.

"Third Prince, you don't have to worry about this, you can still wear a mask after you recover." Cao Qing'er laughed, looking at Jimo Ziyan who was covering her eyes, she was a little worried.

"That's right, I'm stupid." Nangong Lieye laughed after being taken aback, and looked at Hua Yueling.

"It's been a hard journey for you." Hua Yueling felt sorry for him.

"Ling'er, we are husband and wife, don't say such polite words, for you, this king is willing to work hard." Nangong Liye stretched out his arms to hug her.

"Could you guys stop being nasty." Mo Ziyan took it off and opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)