Mu Qingyan, who was hiding behind the railing, showed a surprised expression.

Jiuniang...

She is really Jiu Niang's relative...

She was so emotionally unstable that she wouldn't let anyone get close to her, and she couldn't even take her pulse.

Therefore, he could only secretly use a silver needle to seal her sleeping point, making her fall asleep temporarily.

After taking the pulse, Mu Qingyan's face looked very solemn.

She's suffering from post-traumatic stress.

She has reached the point of schizophrenia, and it is very difficult to recover... God knows what she went through to become like this, and how she survived all these years?

Although she was unconscious, she was still held hostage by the terrible past and could not rest day or night. She covered the man with a blanket and walked out slowly.

When Prince Ling saw her coming out, he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Mu Qingyan sighed, "She suffered such a great blow that it will be difficult for her to recover... However, I just heard her calling Jiu Niang's name. If she is really Jiu Niang's relative, knowing that her child is still alive, she may be comforted. Let's take her back to the city and place her in my small courtyard, so that Jiu Niang can accompany her... If we can reunite them, it will be a good thing..."

This is all the fault of that bastard Prince Yong!

In order to gain the throne, so many families were destroyed!

If this cancer is not removed, how can the people live in peace?

"How can you be sure that she is Jiu Niang's relative?"

"She held the candied fruit I gave her and said that her Jiu Niang loved it the most. There just happened to be a Jiu Niang in my courtyard whose family was wiped out. There may be more than one person who suffered a family annihilation disaster, but there shouldn't be many people named Jiu Niang..."

Mu Qingyan suddenly felt very emotional. She had changed into this person for no apparent reason, and she didn't know what was happening to her family members...

She just traveled through time and space in spirit. Her body should still be there, so she should be in a vegetative state now, right?

Or maybe he's already dead...

"Your Highness, tell me, why did Prince Yong have to rebel? He was born into a royal family and enjoyed wealth and splendor. If he was unwilling to serve the country, he could be content with mediocrity and be a rich and idle person and live a life of luxury... Why did he have to rebel? And he harmed so many people..."

Prince Ling was silent for a long time before answering, "The world is bustling with people, all for profit...How many people can resist the temptation of power..."

"Then your Majesty, you were born into a royal family, why don't you want to be the emperor?"

Prince Ling was silent again.

"If I could, I would rather be born in an ordinary family and be an ordinary person..."

Since his grandfather was still in power, he had witnessed the cruelty of internal strife. The struggles within the imperial power, the calculations between the royal family, and the strife between the clans and the poor have made Da'an spend countless years in turmoil.

If one King Yong is eliminated, another will appear.

As long as power exists, the struggle will not stop.

Mu Qingyan had never seen this kind of expression on his face.

It was a kind of despair and helplessness of being unable to escape fate, and the exhaustion after the power struggle. As a member of the Da'an royal family, he could not escape his responsibilities and mission for the sake of the country and the people. But those who opposed him were all blood relatives.

This kind of pain and contradiction is not something that ordinary people can endure, right?

If it were her, if she had to turn against her relatives for some kind of benefit, she would not know what to do.

In the era when she lived, there would also be children from prominent families who would quarrel over family property, frame each other, slander each other, and even drive each other to their own deaths.

Moreover, in today's era, if the people in power of a country always think about blood ties, it will be a miserable life for the people.

For some reason, Mu Qingyan suddenly felt that he was quite pitiful, so she took out a small piece of maltose and put it to his lips, "Eat a piece of maltose, it will make your mouth sweet and your heart less bitter..."

Prince Ling smiled, opened his mouth slightly, and put the maltose into his mouth.

"You're right. If your mouth is sweet, your heart won't be bitter..."

It was still early, and the two of them strolled slowly in the villa. In her previous life, Mu Qingyan liked to visit some gardens and ancient buildings, which she found particularly charming.

But there are actually very few ancient buildings from that era that have been preserved very intact.

Now, she really lives in this ancient era, but her heart is very complicated.

It seemed even more strange to her when she thought that she would soon be marrying this man with whom she had not been together for very long.

She knew very well that even if they had no feelings for each other, here, men and women who had been married by the emperor's decree could not be separated easily.

Even if they separated, her future life would not be easy. After all, in this era, women were treated more harshly. In that relatively enlightened era, divorced women had a hard time, let alone now.

"The scenery here should be beautiful in spring... It's a pity that it's winter now, the mountains are bare and the grass is dead..."

Mu Qingyan followed him to the back mountain, which was not completely bare. There were a few plum trees standing there, about to bloom.

"It's a bit inappropriate at this time of year. It's too cold... In spring, the mountains and fields will be full of wild flowers. Then I'll bring you here..."

Mu Qingyan was not afraid of the cold, it was just that it was very lonely in the wilderness, without any human voices.

Suddenly, she heard a sharp sound behind her ear, like an arrow breaking through the wind.

She subconsciously hugged Prince Ling's waist and dodged to the side, and the short arrow, nearly two fingers long, pierced straight into the trunk of the plum tree behind them.

Many flower buds on the trees fell off due to the powerful impact.

The two of them quickly stood back to back in a defensive position, staring intently at the movements around them.

As the next round of short arrows were shot out, the two held hands, lowered their center of gravity, and spun in circles to avoid the short arrows. Mu Qingyan threw out the silver needle in her hand at the same time.

The silver needle seemed to have eyes. It brushed past the flying arrow and shot straight into the person hiding in the dark.

Without exception, all the people who shot the arrows were hit by the silver needles. Their hands suddenly became limp and they couldn't even hold the crossbows steadily.

I had no choice but to fly out and fight with it.

Everyone who came was dressed in black and had their faces covered, so their appearance could not be seen clearly.

At this time, A Shu also rushed over with his men and surrounded Prince Ling and Mu Qingyan.

"They've all been poisoned. The more force they use, the faster the poison will spread." The silver needles she had just thrown out were all smeared with poison.

The mission of the men in black is to kill people. If the mission fails, they will die if they return, so it is better to fight to the death.

A Shu led the secret guards to fight against the men in black. It was obvious that the men in black were also very strong and were on par with A Shu and his men.

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