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"I didn't fall into the water accidentally. Someone pushed me in."

"And I can swim, but someone grabbed me at the bottom of the lake and I couldn't get out by myself."

In the dim bedroom, Feng Ling lay on the bed, staring at the green bed curtain in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.

I placed my hand on my flat belly, and there was no little life inside.

In fact, before she fell into the water, she was less than three months pregnant, and it was far from the time when she would have fetal movements, but she could feel that there was life inside.

That was a life connected to her by blood.

But now it no longer exists.

Feng Ling turned her head slightly and looked at the palace maid standing beside the bed. She smiled and said, "Uncle Wen, the master sent me to kill Xuan Mo before. Now I can continue to do it."

After falling into the water, she regained her previous memory.

It was because she remembered her past that she felt so sad.

She had been a wanderer since she was a child, and was picked up by an organization and trained to be a killer. After killing countless people over the past decade, she thought her blood had run cold.

She wanted to leave the organization not because she felt compassion, but because she was tired of such a life and found it boring.

But just as she recovered her memory, the child left her.

Only then did Feng Ling realize that her blood had not completely cooled down. She was longing for a child who was related to her by blood, and longing for someone in this world who could warm her.

But Xuan Mo destroyed her expectations.

"This is the medicine the master gave you to regulate your body." Wen Luo placed a porcelain bottle next to Feng Ling's pillow, then left quietly.

Feng Ling supported himself with his arms and sat up, took the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it.

Because it was too bitter, Feng Ling couldn't help but retching.

My stomach was churning and tears were welling up in the corners of my eyes.

The clear eyes, with distinct black and white, were gradually stained with a strong hatred.

Xuan Mo, you killed my child.

The emperor is a man who can even cruelly kill his own children. He is indeed more cold-blooded than the killer.

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In the Ye family, after Ye Ling'er knew that Feng Ling had lost her son, she was made a noble concubine.

Let’s not talk about the commotion for now. Ye Ming submitted a request to meet Feng Ling. He always had a bad feeling these past few days.

After Xuan Mo agreed, Ye Ming came to Fengling Palace.

Seeing Feng Ling's pale face and emaciated body, even weaker than when he rescued her from the bottom of the cliff, he suddenly felt a surge of pity in his heart.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Feng Ling raised his head and smiled, "I'm fine, brother."

There was a hint of complexity in the woman's lively eyes that Ye Ming could not understand, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

Before he could say anything, Feng Ling had already arrived in front of him.

She raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder, leaned forward, exhaled sweet air, smiled and said, "Brother, I'm glad you came to see me."

"you……"

Ye Ming looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes full of shock.

She remembered it all.

Knowing that she is not Ye Ling'er.

What does she want to do?

Feng Ling wants a child.

A child of her own.

The medicine that Yun Yi asked Wen Luo to bring her was very effective. Her body recovered within a few days, but she looked a little weak from the outside.

-

At night, a beautiful figure quietly came to the courtyard where Yun Yi lived.

He glanced at the guards patrolling outside, then looked around, frowning at the furnishings around him.

My brother has been spoiled since he was young. It is really too much for An Guo to let him live in such a place.

Of course, there is also the culprit, their good father.

"Guess who I am?"

A slender hand covered Yun Yi's eyes, and a deliberately low voice sounded in his ears.

"Miaomiao."

Yun Miao was a little disappointed that his answer was guessed right at once.

She walked over to sit opposite Yun Yi, looked at him with eyes moving, "Brother, you are not fun at all."

"Why are you here?" Yun Yi looked at Yun Miao, who was dressed in black. He was thinner than when they parted, but more muscular. There was a hint of heroism and ruthlessness between his brows that was not there before.

"I'm here as a messenger."

Yun Miao took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over, "This is a letter from my elder brother. I delivered it to you personally."

Although only two months had passed, Yun Miao felt as if twenty years had passed.

During these two months, she experienced a world that was completely different from her previous life in the palace.

She also changed from an ignorant princess to a ruthless woman.

If she wasn't ruthless, she would be the one to die.

"What did big brother say?"

Yun Miao raised the corner of his lips and asked with a smile.

But no matter how many changes she has gone through, Yun Miao still wants to be that innocent little sister in front of the people closest to her.

"He said that the emperor will not live long."

Contrary to what Xuan Mo's spies in the Yun Palace had guessed, Emperor Yun did not keep his death a secret because of his inglorious death.

After all, it is impossible to let him die before squeezing out the last bit of his surplus value.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Just when Xuan Mo was wondering when the Yun Kingdom would announce the news of Emperor Yun's death, news suddenly came that Emperor Yun had recovered from his illness and was returning to court.

"Emperor Yun issued an edict of remorse in the court, recounting his past absurd deeds, and solemnly passed the throne to Yun Chi."

Xuan Mo listened and sneered.

He used his own despicable behavior to pave the way for his son.

After all, with a father like him as a comparison, as long as Yun Chi has a little achievement, the people will regard him as a wise and holy ruler.

After all, no matter what happens, we are afraid of comparison.

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from the seventh prince of Yun Kingdom. Please read it." At this time, the little eunuch handed over a letter.

Yun Yi's letter was concise and to the point.

The father is seriously ill, and as a child, he is very worried. He is willing to exchange the Netherworld Bone for the opportunity to return to the Yun Kingdom and visit his father.

Didn't they want to use the Netherworld Bone to get him to help them kill Yun Sheng? Xuan Mo didn't believe in the deep love between father and son.

Nether Bone...

After taking the last antidote, he had no antidote to use because he had no more Netherworld Bone to make the medicine. Recently, he felt that his body had returned to its previous state.

My breath was heavy, as if I was shackled by an invisible rope. The rope kept exploring inside my body, bringing uncontrollable pain and itchiness.

The obvious comparison between before and after taking the medicine made him more and more eager to obtain the Netherworld Bone to completely eliminate the toxins.

"Brother, if we send the Netherworld Bone up so easily, will Xuan Mo become suspicious? Will he refuse to let us leave?" Yun Miao thought for a while and asked.

"He'll be suspicious, but he'll also let us go."

The reason is simple, it's because Xuan Mo is eager to get the Nether Bone.

Understand his needs and he will meet them.

Sure enough, five days later, Xuan Mo agreed to Yun Yi's request.

Let the Royal Guards escort the brother and sister to the border of Yun State and An State, and then ride at full speed to bring back the Netherworld Bone for use as medicine.

Doctor Feng had prepared everything. After bringing back the Netherworld Bone, he quickly used it as medicine and prepared the antidote within a day.

After Xuan Mo took it, he let out a long sigh and immediately felt refreshed.