Your Highness

Chapter 167 The more pain you have, the more pain I will have (1)
Having said this, Mo Xuanfeng's eyes turned and fell on a killer beside him. He glanced at Mo Xiling who was still angry, and then quickly pulled out the sharp sword from the killer towards his waist. At the moment, he stabbed down fiercely with a sword.

"Sister Huang, wherever she is hurt, my brother will be hurt. If one day you kill her, then my brother will kill himself in front of my sister. If my sister kills her, it is tantamount to killing my brother!" With this sword stabbing down, gurgling blood immediately flowed from Mo Xuanfeng's waist.

Mo Xiling was trembling with anger, and said with trembling lips: "Feng'er, you, are you forcing Miss Huang?"

"No, my brother dare not!" Mo Xuanfeng said lightly, and after finishing speaking, he pulled out the sharp sword at his waist fiercely. The moment he pulled out the sharp sword, a sharp pain suddenly spread from his waist Come, Mo Xuanfeng smiled slightly.

Yu'er, as much as yours hurts, so does the third brother!
"Don't dare, why don't you dare!" Mo Xiling took a deep breath, looked at the blood that kept flowing out between the fingers of his younger brother holding his waist, and immediately sighed helplessly, feeling distressed He stepped forward and said: "The injury you suffered when you escaped from the palace was just right, how could you not cherish your body so much!"

Mo Xuanfeng took a step back, avoiding the support of Mo Xiling, and said to Mo Xiling with a pale face: "Sister Huang, can you promise my brother not to hurt Concubine Chu and the Ninth Prince?"

Fukong's hand paused embarrassingly in mid-air for a while, and Mo Xiling slowly retracted his hand. Seeing Mo Xuanfeng's bleeding wound and the firm look in his eyes, Mo Xiling's heart softened after all. .

Lowering his eyelids slightly, long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, Mo Xiling was silent for a while, then he raised his head and looked at his younger brother and said softly: "Okay, from now on, Huang Jie promises you that she will never treat the Ninth Prince or Concubine Chu is the killer!"

After Mo Xiling's words fell, when she asked the people around her to help her younger brother, Mo Xuanfeng didn't move away.

"I hope that the emperor's words will be kept!" Hearing this, Mo Xuanfeng felt relieved, but still had some doubts.

"Pfft..." Mo Xiling smiled, "Since when did Huang Jie cheat Feng'er!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Xuanfeng to reply, he immediately said to the people around him: "Didn't you see that the emperor was injured, why don't people carry the emperor back to Min Cave to rest!"

After Mo Xuanfeng was carried back by the people from Min Cave, Qianqian, the Nan protector who had been guarding Mo Xiling, stepped forward and said, "Princess Xiling, I heard that Emperor Zhao Zhengde loves the Ninth Prince very much now, and according to The killer who escaped from the palace also said that the Ninth Prince was able to win the favor because she betrayed the master. If she hadn't betrayed the master, the master might have killed the dog emperor long ago. Could it be that the princess really Are you going to just let that Ninth Prince go?"

Hearing the words, Mo Xiling immediately withdrew his gaze from Mo Xuanfeng, turned to Qianqian and said, "Of course I know about these things, and who told you that I will let the Ninth Prince go?"

Qian Que was suddenly surprised: "But didn't Her Royal Highness agree to the master just now!"

Hearing that, Mo Xiling's face turned ugly, "If I don't agree with him, how can he let someone heal his wounds?"

Having said that, Mo Xiling paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and said to the people behind him: "You have made a note for me, that person just now is today's Ninth Prince, if we meet again in the future, we must kill him Kill, kill the Ninth Prince, and wait for Chen Guo to return to the country, and this Palace will protect his officials and worship the third grade!"

"Of course, the assassination of the Ninth Prince must not be made public. You can see from the comparison that my younger brother is very kind, because Concubine Chu has the kindness to nurture him, so even if the Ninth Prince puts my identity as the younger brother It was announced, but my younger brother still couldn't bear to kill him. Of course, if he killed someone who was kind to him, it would have a certain impact on the reputation of the younger brother and the restoration of Chen Guo in the future. , so next time we attack the Ninth Prince, we must not make a fuss about it, especially not to let my brother know about it, have you all heard?" After saying this, Mo Xiling's eyes fell on the field and looked at Everyone present.

"Follow the words of Her Royal Highness the Princess!" As the Mausoleum slipped down, the audience immediately responded like thunder!
In the lord's mansion, the brocade tent is held high.

A mature and beautiful woman hurried into the room with the help of the maid. Looking at the man lying on the bed, her lips trembled slightly, and a line of tears immediately rolled down her cheeks.

"Son, my son is back!" the woman murmured happily, her whole body was trembling slightly because of the excitement, but it didn't affect the woman's image at all.

"Ma'am, slow down!" Seeing this, the maid on the side hastily and carefully helped the woman, and the same maid as this woman said happily: "Yes, the young master is back, now the lady and the leader can Completely at ease!"

"En!" The woman nodded, and walked forward cautiously, seeing that the man lying on the bed was as handsome as her husband back then, the woman couldn't help smiling slightly.

Leaning down and sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched out his hand to caress the face of the man on the bed who had been confirmed by dripping blood yesterday that it was indeed his son, and the woman's face suddenly shone with the light of maternal love.

"Hurry up and bring me my stewed white fungus soup. Zihan hasn't eaten anything I made for more than ten years since he left us. I don't know if his taste has changed now!" the woman said softly. After the maid finished speaking, her gaze returned to her son.

When she saw her son again, she would never let go of any part of his face. She wanted to keep his appearance in her mind and remember it clearly. The moment she saw her son, she was afraid that This is just a dream. If she wakes up, her son will suddenly disappear from this world again.

"Yes ma'am!" The maid answered, and immediately got up and went to the kitchen.

Seeing the maid Ruoyi walking away, Mrs. Zeng looked back at the beads of sweat dripping down her son's face, immediately got up, picked up a towel beside her, soaked it in the copper basin beside her and wrung it dry. He walked to the bed and wiped the sweat off his son's face.

In a daze, Fanhua finally woke up from his coma when he felt the cold feeling on his face. When he woke up, his face flashed cold, and he flew from the bed to his son in just a few blinks. The distance between Mrs. Zeng and Mrs. Zeng was five meters away.

Seeing her son wake up suddenly, Mrs. Zeng had not had time to be happy when she saw that Fanhua opened her eyes indifferently and quickly pulled the distance between herself and him far away, a bitterness appeared on her face .

(End of this chapter)