The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

After giving the instructions, Nangong Mingxuan left the courtyard, feeling dizzy after a whole night of tossing and turning.

Sitting in the carriage on the way back home, I kept thinking about the recent events.

"Is that woman still alive? What happened that year that allowed that woman to survive? What did she go through?"

Nangong Mingxuan was in an extremely irritated mood. The injured woman's haggard face kept appearing before his eyes.

Ouyang Miaoling and his group arrived at Xuanyue Pavilion, where they were greeted in person by the Pavilion's Manager Li.

"How did the master get hurt? What about the ghost?" asked Master Li.

"How did you protect your master?" Manager Li asked another series of questions to protect his master, Midnight.

"Don't ask for now. Let the master have a rest first, and then ask a doctor to check on him. He seems to be unconscious now." Ziye said anxiously.

"Okay, okay... come in quickly, I'll call the doctor right away," said Manager Li hurriedly.

Xuan Bing quickly carried the unconscious Ouyang Miaoling in.

After a stick of incense, the doctor invited by Manager Li arrived and took Ouyang Miaoling's pulse.

With a serious face, he said: "The young lady has suffered serious internal injuries. Although the best internal injury medicine has been used to protect her heart, she still needs to be treated quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. If she delays, her life may be in danger."

"Please take the trouble to save my master as soon as possible, doctor," requested Manager Li.

"I don't know how to treat this kind of internal injury. You should go to the Divine Medicine Valley as soon as possible. There should be medicine to treat internal injuries there." said the doctor.

After saying this, the doctor left with his small medicine box.

The few people left were all at a loss. Without someone to make decisions, they were as panicked as headless flies.

At this time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, coming towards Ouyang Miaoling's house from far away.

Several people in the room immediately became alert and drew their weapons to defend themselves.

The door was pushed open, Ziye slapped forward, but was caught by the visitor. "It's me," the visitor said.

Ziye and the others looked carefully and saw that it was Lord Dongfang and the young master who had arrived.

"What happened to my mother? How did she get hurt? How did you protect my mother?" He asked in a baby voice.

"My young master, I am incompetent and failed to protect you, causing you to be injured. Please punish me," said Ziye, clasping his fists and bowing.

Xuanbing, Sifan and Siyu also knelt down and apologized.

"Get up," Dongfang said.

Let me take a look at Ling'er's injuries first, you all go out and wait.

As he spoke, Dongfang Jingjue took Ouyang Miaoling's pulse to check her injuries.

After half a cup of tea, Dongfang Jingjue looked at the woman lying on the bed with a serious face.

The woman's face was pale and bloodless, and she lay on the bed dying.

Dongfang looked distressed.

He calmed down his emotions, turned around and said to the door, "Come in."

The people who were anxiously waiting outside the door all squeezed in.

"My Lord, how is my master?" said the ghost who had just returned from his mission.

"She has severe internal injuries. I am not sure I can cure her. I will use my internal energy to stabilize her breathing. When she wakes up, we will look for other treatment methods."

"You two protect me. Don't let anyone disturb me when I am transferring my inner energy." Dongfang ordered again.

"Siyu, you are responsible for taking care of Yi'er,"

"I don't want to leave. Yi'er wants to stay here with mother." Ouyang Yi hugged Dongfang and cried loudly.

"Be good and listen. Your presence here will affect my ability to treat your mother. Go and rest and wait for me."

"Your mother will wake up soon. I'll ask Ziye to call you," Dongfang said in a gentle voice.

"Okay, mother, you must wake up. Yi'er will wait for you," the little guy said to his mother lying on the bed.

After arranging everyone, Dongfang began to treat Ouyang Miaoling, and everyone stood guard at the door.

On the bed in the room, Dongfang sat cross-legged with his knees and placed his palms on Ouyang Miaoling's back, outputting his internal force into Ouyang Miaoling's body to keep her breathing.

After the shaking sound in the carriage stopped, Nangong Mingxuan returned to the palace smoothly. He returned to Zuimoxuan and lay on the bed, completely awake.

That palm-sized little face, the delicate features, the haggard look, kept appearing in my mind, disturbing me and preventing me from falling asleep.

He suddenly sat up, as if he had thought of something.

After leaving Zuimoxuan, she walked towards a remote corner of the yard, the small courtyard where that woman used to live.

I pushed the door open, lit the candle on the table, and looked around. The room was in a mess, with a thick layer of dust. The bed was also messy, with the bedding thrown into a heap.

I walked around and looked around, and suddenly it seemed like I stepped on something?

I looked down and saw what looked like a ball of paper. I bent down to pick it up and opened it, and saw that it said;

Five years ago, the kidnapper left a letter asking Ouyang Miaoling to meet alone, threatening to kill the child if she didn't show up.

No wonder the woman who was always so arrogant five years ago would kneel down and beg me to save the child and beg me to let her go.

It turned out that she had received the threatening letter a long time ago, and chose to bear it all by herself without telling me.

Then one person sneaked out to save the child, but ended up jumping off a cliff and died together with the kidnappers.

This woman had endured all the grievances at that time, and her stubborn strength suddenly made him admire her.

The man looked at the place where the woman lived before her death. It was extremely simple. It was here that she watched her child being born. He almost killed her several times. Even when she was in confinement, he did not let the woman have a moment of peace. He kept provoking her and hurting her. He never felt sorry for her at all.

Finally, he watched his child fall off the cliff with his own eyes.

Looking at everything in front of him, thinking about all the things he had done to that woman when she was alive, he felt a little guilty. If there was a chance for her to make it up to that woman, he would definitely treat her well.

The sick woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment, feeling a little wary.

"Mom, are you awake?"

Listening to the little girl's voice, Ouyang Miaoling felt as if she was dreaming, dreaming that her Yi'er was calling her.

The feeling of the small, chubby hands touching my face felt so real.

Ouyang Miaoling turned around and saw a furry little ball of milk, blinking and looking at her.

Seeing clearly that it was really his own little girl, he asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"Mom is injured, and I'm worried about her, so I came with my stepfather to see her," said the little kid, blinking his big eyes.

"Your godfather is here too," Ouyang Miaoling said weakly.

"Yes, mother, it was your foster father who woke you up."

"Dongfang" Ouyang Miaoling shouted.

"I'm here. How are you? Are you feeling better?" Dongfang said with a distressed look on his face.

"I'm fine, it's just that Nangong Gou's martial arts are too powerful. I don't have internal energy, and I was injured by his internal energy when I wasn't paying attention."

"How can you fight him in person? You have no internal strength. Even if your kung fu is good, in front of absolute internal strength, it's like an egg hitting a rock." Dongfang complained with heartache.

"I know. I don't want to fight him head-on. I just want to take advantage of his unpreparedness and test his martial arts. He was poisoned by the bone-eating umbrella four years ago. I want to know how much damage the poison has done to him."

"After testing, the poison has little effect on him."

"Her internal strength is still so profound. I felt like I was half dead after being hit by her palm." Ouyang Miaoling said weakly.

"Don't talk and have a good rest. I will definitely find a way to cure you." Dongfang comforted.

Dongfang's eyes and face were full of pity for Ouyang Miaoling, and he wished he could suffer for him.

Nangong Mingxuan returned to Zuimoxuan with a look of guilt and loss, and lay on the bed again, recalling the past with Ouyang Miaoling, from when she raped him on their wedding night, to when she fled out of fear of revenge, to when she gave birth and he begged her to save the child, scenes flashed through his mind over and over again.

Looking at my heart now, I realized that I had fallen in love with her without realizing it, a crazy kind of love.

If he meets her again, he will definitely hold on to her and never let her go, making up for what he owes her over the years.