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After explaining the whole story to him, Yan Yunshu continued, "If it weren't for the secret medicine King Huai's guards gave you that day, I'm afraid you wouldn't have lived long even if we had rescued you."

Mo Nianci nodded, his eyes deep.

Xu Jinghuai's name was well-known to him. The most famous thing was the Battle of Wangyue City that Xu Jinghuai fought last winter. At that time, he was fully displaying his exquisite craftsmanship in Tianze. After hearing about the battle, he was filled with mixed feelings.

In the bloodthirsty and warlike Hansha Kingdom, he was a rare person who advocated peace. This was one of the reasons why he was unwilling to participate in the fight for the throne and get involved in political affairs. He hated war, especially the tragic and brutal Battle of Wangyue. The pain was the most painful for him. But now his obsession with the skills he loved has disappeared, and his mind is full of thoughts of going back. He wanted to seize the throne because of that battle. He wanted to seize the throne of Hansha Kingdom and make the border between the two countries peaceful and free from war.

His greatest wish is that the people live and work in peace and contentment.

If you have big things in your mind, you won’t be bothered by trivial matters.

After Mo Nianci and Yan Yunshu said goodbye in a hurry, they headed towards Hansha Country.

Yan Yunshu looked at the jade pendant engraved with the words "Jin Xin" and smiled. She remembered that in her previous life, Yan Shuyao had kept this person by her side. This person never left Yan Shuyao and was extremely loyal.

He would go through fire and water for Yan Shuyao and is her most capable secret guard and death warrior.

Now, the opportunity to be Yan Shuyao's right-hand man in her previous life has finally come to her. I wonder what Yan Shuyao would think if she knew about this? Would she regret being too greedy?

No! Yan Yunshu suddenly realized that she would not care, unless she had another one! Yan Yunshu desperately recalled the information she had obtained in the past few days, and finally remembered it.

Tomorrow, Yan Shuyao will rescue a starving teenager at the end of Qinghua Lane. The teenager is actually the real son of the richest medical and business family in Tianze. He was switched by his wet nurse when he was young and grew up in the suburbs. When he was eleven or twelve years old, he looked more and more like his master. The wet nurse was worried that the matter would be exposed, so she threw him far away to the border far away from the capital. However, he followed the refugees and came to Tianze Capital.

The day Yan Shuyao saw him, the young man had just returned to the capital and was on the verge of death.

Yan Shuyao, who knew the future plot and the boy's identity, took him away. Like Mo Nianci, she kept him by her side and made him a constant source of luck for herself.

There are very few people in this world who can bring her luck. She knew very early on that this young man was one of them and had been eyeing him for a long time. How could she let him go?

If the plot in the book had been followed, the young man would have been rescued by a traveling doctor after falling into a coma. Because he came into contact with the medical circle, he would have been discovered quickly and logically, and then would have been recognized by a wealthy businessman, and would have lived a life of wealth and prosperity from then on.

To make him her luck jar, Yan Shuyao actually cut him off alive! During her time as a spirit, I witnessed Yan Shuyao personally murder that young man for the ultimate luck! The cruelty of her methods was appalling! Yan Shuyao, Yan Shuyao, I will never let you succeed in this life again.

Yan Yunshu held the brocade bag in her hand and said, "Very good, two at a time, both are solved. The rest depends on how desperate you, Yan Shuyao, will be to reveal your true identity!"

The next day, Yan Yunshu, wearing a veil, came to Qinghua Lane early with Xiu Lian and a servant.

Soon, she saw the thin and frail boy at the end of the alley. He looked about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing dirty black clothes, with messy hair tied in a knot. He was leaning against the wall with a dull look in his eyes, motionless.

She had come here with a purpose, but the situation still made Yan Yunshu feel pity. She ordered the servant to pick him up and then take him to the nearest clinic.

The secret guard Ying Feng, who was climbing over the eaves, couldn't help but complain in his heart: What's wrong with this future princess? Why is she acting like a Bodhisattva, saving people every few days?

He followed these people to the clinic, and when he saw Yan Yunshu's anxious face, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Alas, our future princess is so kind."

The kindhearted future princess Yan Yunshu grabbed the boy's hand and said anxiously, "This can't be cured. Hurry and send him to the best hospital in the capital."

The doctor who had just rescued the young man from the clutches of Hades had a dark face and asked, "I wonder what this young lady means?"

Did Yan Yunshu really want the boy to recognize his parents quickly? However, she had indeed offended the doctor with her words, and she regretted it deeply. She hurriedly said, "To be honest, doctor, this child is my long-lost brother. I finally found him, but I was too anxious, so I spoke without thinking. Thank you, doctor, for your miraculous healing. My brother is still alive. Now my parents are still anxiously waiting. I will send my brother back first and come to thank them another day!" She had come to the nearest clinic just to save the boy's life, but she hurried to the largest clinic in the capital, of course, to have the boy return home and recognize his parents in a grand manner.

After he finished speaking, he signaled to the servant, who hurriedly carried the young man who had recovered his breath on his back, and the three of them ran towards the largest clinic in the capital.

Fortunately, the clinic was not far away. When the three of them ran there, the clinic was crowded with people seeking medical treatment. Yan Yunshu cried heart-wrenchingly at the door of the clinic, and finally everyone made way for her. She lived up to everyone's expectations and cut in line, and finally took the young man to see the old doctor in the clinic.

This old doctor was the boy's grandfather. His hair and beard were all white, like frost and snow. Time had carved deep lines on his face, but his eyebrows and eyes were surprisingly similar to the boy's.

You can find something strange without even looking closely.

So after Yan Yunshu sent the young man there, she just said a few words, and the old man's eyes were glued to the young man and couldn't be taken away.

shocked.

“This child…” How come he looks so much like him and his legitimate son? ??? They’re practically sculpted from the same mold!!!

"Doctor, I saved this child in Qinghua Lane. I heard he has a close relationship with your clinic!"

"How come?"

"I heard that this is the child of your grandson Ning Jinhua's wet nurse! Alas! I don't know how he fainted from hunger on the street. I saw that he was dying, so I could only take him to the nearest clinic. After he recovered, I brought him here. Firstly, I know that you are an extraordinary doctor, and secondly, his mother is at your house. See if you can ask her to come out and bring him back? The child is quite pitiful. I heard that he walked back to the capital from a long distance. I don't know how his mother could bear to abandon him in the war-torn border area."