The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

The woman in black waved her hand slowly, and the old doctor ran out as if he had been pardoned, his shoes falling off in excitement.

The woman in black walked to the bed and sat down, she stretched out her hand and slowly stroked Feng Muyan's bloodless face, her eyes revealing deep pity.

When her bare hand stroked the scar, hatred instantly flashed in the woman's eyes. She would not let either Gu Liuqing or Gu Qinghong go.

“Li’er… Li’er… don’t look back… run… it’s so cold…” The pale lips as white as paper opened and closed slightly, and the hands moved randomly a few times and then stopped moving. The woman in black was so scared that she suddenly grabbed his hands and kept breathing.

It was not until dark that the woman saw that Feng Muyan still showed no signs of waking up, and then she pushed the door open with a disappointed look on her face and walked into the yard.

"Master, please punish me!" A uniform voice rang out.

"Tell me, who is the person I asked you to kill?" the woman said lightly.

"My lord, it's Song Yunli!" The leading man in black knelt on the ground, took two steps forward, handed the sword in his hand to the woman, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The woman drew her sword and slashed at the arm of the leading black-clad man without blinking. When she raised her sword to strike again, the others whispered, "Master, please show mercy and spare the boss. If you want to punish someone, punish us instead."

The woman stared at these people for a long time, then finally threw her sword to the ground and turned away.

Two days later, "Water... Water..."

"Yan'er, the water is here." The woman in black hurriedly helped Feng Muyan up and leaned him against her arms, then carefully fed him water, her movements very gentle for fear of accidentally hurting him.

After drinking a bowl of water, Feng Muyan slowly opened his eyes. His vision blurred for a long time before he fixed on the woman in black. A storm suddenly surged in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Where have you taken me?"

Tears instantly appeared in the eyes of the woman in black. She lowered her head and slowly took off the veil on her face. A crystal teardrop fell on the back of Feng Muyan's hand, making him a little at a loss. When he saw the woman slowly raised her head, he froze as if struck by lightning.

"Yan'er, do you still remember me?" the woman asked softly with trembling lips.

"Mother... Queen Mother... Are you Queen Mother?" Feng Muyan's eyes widened in disbelief. He tried several times to reach out and touch the woman in front of him, but found that he couldn't even lift his hand. In fact, it was his heart that was playing tricks on him. He was afraid that if he raised his hand, he would only touch a ball of air. He was afraid that the loving smiling face in front of him was just an illusion that would shatter at the touch of a finger.

Shui Mochen kept nodding with tears in her eyes. Only then did she dare to reach out and touch Feng Muyan's forehead which was covered with fine beads of sweat. She felt so heartbroken that it felt like she was being fried in oil. It was all because of those rubbish that her child had suffered so much.

When that hand touched his forehead, Feng Muyan's body stiffened. He felt that his mother was not an illusory image, but really existed.

He remembered that he often dreamed of her when he was a child, but every time he only dared to hide and watch from a distance, because he knew that once he got closer, the phantom would disappear.

"Yan'er, mother is really alive. You will see mother every day in the future. Don't be afraid anymore." Shui Mochen said softly with tears in his eyes.

"Mother, where is this?"

After the joy of recognizing each other, Feng Muyan suddenly thought of the person dear to his heart. The situation was so critical at that time that he had no time to think about anything and injured the horse. He didn't know where it was taking Li'er now, and he didn't know whether Li'er would be injured.

"This is a villa of my mother in the Kingdom of East Chu. Mu'er, you can rest assured and recuperate here. No one will dare to disturb you." Shui Mochen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then carefully tucked the quilt for Feng Muyan.