Both worlds are like dreams

Mo Yunchen didn't want to pay attention to these polite words. He looked at the carriage covered with curtains. Sitting inside was the Regent of Dong Chu.

But his true appearance is still unknown to this day.

He spoke indifferently, "I never thought that your country values Princess Changle so much."

"Princess Changle and our Majesty are friends of life and death, and are no different from the royal family of Dongchu." Zhao Chong said.

"Your Highness," Mo Ruilin said, "The Dongchu delegation has been waiting here for a long time. Where is Changle?"

Mo Yunchen glanced at him indifferently and turned his body aside.

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the person who slowly walked out. In an instant, everyone felt their hearts tighten. That was not the Snow Phoenix in any of their memories.

The Dong Chu delegation, headed by Grand Tutor Zhao Chong, except for the regent, all bowed to Xue Huang in Dong Chu etiquette, "Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

The Beiling guards brought by Mo Ruilin also paid their respects according to Beiling etiquette, "Greetings to Princess Changle."

Xue Huang stood there expressionlessly without any response.

Gu Qinglan hurried forward to support her, looking at her bloodshot eyes, the pain in his eyes was about to overflow. Seeing that she looked good, he was slightly relieved. His eyes fell on her palm, and a wound was faintly visible. His eyes darkened, and he quickly lifted her hand.

But at this time, Xue Huang suddenly clenched her palms, as if she didn't want him to touch her wound.

Seeing this, Mo Yunchen at the door's eyes turned cold. It turned out that she would only be shaken because of Gu Qinglan.

"Xue Huang." Gu Qinglan thought she had regained consciousness and looked at her eyes hastily, only to see a trace of struggle in them. "What's wrong with you?"

Xue Huang clenched her hands and stepped back, seemingly not wanting to get close to him.

At this time, a cold and slightly angry voice came from behind the curtain, "Excuse me, King Hanxi, why did our princess become like this?"

Mo Yunchen looked at the direction of the curtain with a half-smile, "When I saved her, she was already like this."

The regent continued, "If I am not mistaken, this is a long-lost art of making medicine. It is said that the prince is also proficient in the art of witchcraft. I wonder if he can solve it?"

"The art of making medicine has been lost for a long time, and there is no record of the solution." Mo Yunchen looked at Gu Qinglan, "But maybe we can stimulate her memory through the person she cares about."

Gu Qinglan couldn't help but think of the time when Xue Huang stabbed him, she was obviously shaken, and now she was the same. If that was the case, why not stab him a few more times?

He held Xue Huang's wrist and whispered, "I'll take you back."

Xue Huang just clenched her fist tightly, and the wound on her palm began to bleed again because of the force.

Gu Qinglan was so distressed that he was afraid of hurting her and worried about her wound, so he just pried her fingers carefully. But Xuehuang was very strong, and her nails almost pierced into her flesh. Gu Qinglan barely pried open one of her fingers, and when his fingertips touched her blood, he suddenly felt a piercing pain.

He couldn't help but retract his hand, and saw a small wound on the tip of his index finger. He was worried about Xue Huang's hand, so he didn't think much about it and continued to pry her fingers apart.

Seeing this, Mo Yunchen raised a meaningful smile, "It seems that Princess Changle doesn't want to leave."

Gu Qinglan looked at him coldly, "May I ask Your Majesty, what happened to the injury on her palm?"

Mo Yunchen said calmly: "I apologize for my poor care."

Wei Yunzhou swept Mo Yunchen's cold gaze, his eyes becoming deeper. He came to Xue Huang's side and pressed her sleeping point directly. "Take her away first."

Gu Qinglan took Xuehuang in his arms, nodded when he heard her words, and then carried her into the carriage.

Wei Yunzhou looked at Mo Yunchen with a cold murderous intent, but he had no intention of taking action. The most urgent task was to take Xue Huang back for treatment. He turned around and mounted his horse, leaving with Gu Qinglan first.

Dong Chu Tai Shi spoke again, "Thank you, King Han Xi, for saving me. Your Highness has prepared a generous gift to send to the palace as a token of gratitude. Please accept it, Your Highness."

Mo Yunchen said calmly: "Thank you, Your Highness and Grand Master."

After everyone said some meaningless words, Mo Ruilin took the Dongchu delegation away.

Mo Yunchen stood at the door, looking at the porcelain bottle in his palm, and the next moment, he crushed it to pieces.