Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

The man laughed strangely, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you don't even think about ruining my plan!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it, and a powerful force attacked Mo Mingkong and Ting He. The two dodged sideways and then launched a counterattack.

For a moment, the cold palace was filled with flashing lights and whistling palm winds. Mo Mingkong used all his strength to fight the man to a draw. Ting He waited for an opportunity to move, looking for the man's weakness.

After a fierce fight, Ting He finally found an opportunity and hit the man in the chest with a palm. The man screamed and disappeared into a wisp of black smoke.

"He'er is amazing. She solved it so quickly." Mo Mingkong said while panting.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long, let's leave quickly." Ting He reminded.

But Mo Mingkong glanced back and saw that the crazy imperial concubine was already unconscious. He couldn't help but feel a little disturbed and said, "The imperial concubine is not dead yet. Should we take her back?"

Ting He saw something was wrong with Mo Mingkong's expression and frowned, "Do you think she is still useful? So you want me to save her?"

Mo Mingkong hesitated uncomfortably and said, "This concubine looks to be in her forties, and I haven't heard any news about her in the harem for more than ten years. But today, when I saw her, Mo Mingkong's consciousness was stirring. I guess there must be some unusual relationship between this concubine and Mo Mingkong, so I hope He'er can lend a helping hand and save her."

Ting He nodded and said, "Okay, take the concubine to your palace first. She is under the control of evil magic and her inner emptiness is so strong that she won't live long even if she is cured. But I will do my best. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate."

The two men hurriedly left the cold palace with the imperial concubine, secretly rejoicing in their hearts that they had finally escaped danger this time. However, they did not know what kind of secrets the Yong Dynasty was hiding that were so mind-boggling.

After returning to the palace, Ting He began to treat the imperial concubine. She used her advanced medical skills and dark spiritual power to gradually expel the evil spirit from the imperial concubine's body.

After several hours, the imperial concubine slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Mingkong couldn't wait to ask: "Royal Concubine, do you recognize me?" The Royal Concubine looked at Mo Mingkong, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, "You are..."

"My name is Mo Mingkong, the posthumous son of the crown prince of the previous dynasty!" Mo Mingkong said anxiously.

The imperial concubine frowned and tried hard to recall, "Mo Mingkong... I seem to recognize you... but I can't remember where..."

Ting He interrupted and said, "My Lady Concubine, you were harmed by a traitor and lost some of your memory. Do you still remember anything about the previous dynasty?"

When the imperial concubine heard this, her face turned pale, "My head hurts so much..."

Seeing this, Ting He hurried forward to support the imperial concubine and said anxiously: "My lady, please don't worry, think slowly, and don't hurt yourself."

The imperial concubine frowned tightly, held her head with both hands, and tried hard to search for fragments of memories about the previous dynasty in her mind, but every time she tried to recall, she was accompanied by waves of severe pain, making her suffer terribly.

After a while, the imperial concubine slowly let go of her hand, her eyes full of confusion and pain, "I really can't remember. When I think about it, my head hurts, as if something is preventing me from remembering the past."

Ting He looked at the imperial concubine with heartache, and comforted her softly: "If you can't remember, then forget it. Maybe when the time comes, those memories will naturally come back. The most important thing now is your body. Don't hurt your foundation because of this. Mo Mingkong still needs you to answer his questions and solve his doubts."

The imperial concubine nodded slightly, but her heart was still troubled by the unknown events of the previous dynasty. An inexplicable uneasiness spread in her heart. At this moment, the imperial concubine suddenly exclaimed: "No, no, Kong'er, my Kong'er..."

Ting He immediately walked up to the imperial concubine, took her wrist and felt her pulse, and said, "She is insane. It seems that Kong'er is indeed you. You can take this opportunity to ask her about it."

Mo Mingkong nervously walked forward and shouted, "I'm here, Concubine, what do you want to say?"

"No, I won't marry. I only want Kong'er. Give Kong'er back to me." The imperial concubine pulled her hair and Mo Mingkong's sleeves while shouting:

"Please let me go, please, Your Majesty, please let me go. Wuwuwu, give me back my space... How dare you, these lowly servants, bully me..."

"Ah~ No, please let me go. I will leave it to His Majesty to decide."

After going crazy for a while, the imperial concubine returned to her weak and frail appearance. She covered her head and murmured softly, "I remember now."

As she spoke, the imperial concubine looked towards Mo Mingkong and burst into tears, "Kong'er, my Kong'er."

Mo Mingkong staggered when he was pulled. Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around to look at Ting He who was frowning. He waved his hands and said, "I, I don't know. Is she crazy again?"

Ting He spoke directly: "I don't think the imperial concubine is crazy. She is very sober. You should listen to what she says first."

In the story told by the imperial concubine, she was the daughter-in-law of the emperor of the previous dynasty, the legitimate wife of the crown prince and also the crown princess, and Mo Mingkong was her and the crown prince's biological son. Something happened in the previous dynasty that year, and the former emperor of Dayong led his troops to attack the Mo Dynasty and forced the emperor to abdicate in rebellion.

The Crown Prince was framed and killed by his own people while fighting the enemy. Later, after Dayong entered the Mo Dynasty palace, he killed all the royal relatives with the sword. The current Dayong Emperor, who had followed the previous Emperor of Dayong to the war, was impressed by the beauty of the Crown Princess and did not kill her directly. Instead, he forced her to be his concubine and serve him.

When the Crown Princess learned that her husband was betrayed by his own people and died in the battle, she wanted to hang herself with her posthumous son Mo Mingkong. She was rescued by the current Emperor Yong. He did not despise her pregnant belly and secretly hid her. After she gave birth to Mo Mingkong, he sent people to kill Mo Mingkong to silence him. He fed the Crown Princess a medicine that could make people forget their worries, so that the Crown Princess completely forgot this memory. After the previous emperor passed away and he inherited the throne, he first canonized the Crown Princess of the previous dynasty as a noble concubine.

However, by some coincidence, the old eunuch who was about to take Mo Mingkong away to silence him was actually acquainted with an old lady from the previous dynasty and had received her favor. For a moment, he was unable to bring himself to kill him. After all, he was the young lady's descendant. Instead of killing him, he threw Mo Mingkong into a corner and left him to fend for himself.

Mo Mingkong was first rescued by an old nanny who passed by. When he was three years old, the old nanny died. Because he was well-behaved and clever, he was taken home by an old eunuch to be raised and adopted as his godson. He grew up in a daze until he was seven or eight years old. He was taken to a cleansing room for cleansing. Later, after he was rescued by the old eunuch, he became seriously ill and died.

Mo Mingkong started working as a eunuch in the harem. He was rescued by the nanny beside the empress dowager several times, but he never had face-to-face close contact with the empress dowager. Mo Mingkong had been up and down in the harem for more than twenty years, and finally became the high and mighty Ninth Thousand Years Old. However, his life story was only told to him by the nanny who saved him and raised him until he was three years old.