"Please sir, save me, Your Majesty Fengtian..." Mu Huaichen knelt down respectfully and bowed with both hands.
The old man frowned, obviously a little surprised. "You... didn't come here for yourself?"
Mu Huaichen lowered his eyes and shook his head. "Sir, please save my majesty..."
The master's face darkened, and he glanced at Xiao Junze. It was obvious that he was poisoned, and... an arrow pierced his heart. "This man's body is cold and there is no cure for it, so why waste an opportunity."
Once upon a time, the old man Dugu met Mu Huaichen in the Medicine Valley in Bailing, Xiqiu.
There are strange medicines in the Medicine Valley, so Mu Huaichen went to look for them.
At that time, he accidentally fell into the valley due to carelessness and broke a leg. Mu Huaichen saved him by chance and asked the shadow guard to help him climb the cliff to collect medicine.
He owed Mu Huaichen a favor and saw that Mu Huaichen was seriously ill.
He gave Mu Huaichen a chance to enter the Poison Valley before he was twenty-eight years old, and he could do his best to help him change his destiny and eliminate the root cause of his disease.
But there is only one chance.
Their Poison Valley also has rules.
Mu Huaichen was born with weak bones. His illness was a natural disease and he could not live to be twenty-eight years old. Now that the day was getting closer and closer, he expected that Mu Huaichen would come, but he did not expect that he would ask for medicine for the emperor of Fengtian.
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"Sir, please save your majesty." Hearing that the old man from Poison Valley in southern Xinjiang had the power to bring the dead back to life, Mu Huaichen knelt down and kowtowed, his voice full of urgency and pleading.
Fengtian is now in a state of transition from old to new, and the country is in chaos. All forces are ready to move, and most of them are ambitious people.
If something happens to Xiao Junze...
The whole Fengtian was in chaos.
"You know the rules of my Poison Valley." The old man's voice was low.
Mu Huaichen kowtowed heavily, and his forehead was already bruised. "I know that my husband gave me a chance to live longer, and I am willing to use it to beg you to save our majesty."
The old man shook his head. "Then you will die."
This is sacrificing one's life and exchanging one's life.
It's a pity that the rules of Poison Valley cannot be broken.
There was nothing he could do.
"gentlemen……"
"If I, Du Gu, don't save the royal family of another country, you can go back." The old man turned around and closed the door.
"Sir! Sir, please..." Mu Huaichen knelt on the ground, stepped forward in panic, and kept kowtowing. "Sir, please..."
Xiao Junze cannot die...
He and Xiao Junze grew up together. He was not only the prince's companion, but also Xiao Junze's only trusted playmate and brother.
Even if the monarch and his subjects were different, he still couldn't watch Xiao Junze die.
"gentlemen……"
"My master said not to save the royal family of other countries." Aya came back from Chaoyang with a milky voice and frowned.
"Sir..." Mu Huaichen's voice was full of pleading. If it were a little later... Xiao Junze would really be hopeless.
Aya stared at Mu Huaichen for a while, then looked at Xiao Junze who was lying on the ground.
After tilting her head and looking for a while, Aya's face sank and she ran away.
She didn't know why she wanted to run. As soon as she saw Xiao Junze, she wanted to run.
Aya grew up in Poison Valley. Fuyao was very stinky, but Fuyao was very kind to her.
The old man in Dugu had an eccentric temperament, but he still held her in his hands and doted on her.
Aya doesn't know her own life experience. Others have parents, but she doesn't.
When Fuyao's mother, Queen Shuyu, died, she gave Aya a portrait, saying that it was left by Aya's mother, and that it was Aya's closest relative. One day, he would come to pick Aya up.
go home.
Aya has been looking forward to it every day, for many years, and for many days.
I never expected that person to come.
But today, when Aya saw the half-dead man on the ground, she suddenly became scared...
He looks like the person in the painting.
…
Poison Valley Backyard.
Aya was scared. Fuyao was not here and she didn't know where to hide.
Pushing open the door of Chaoyang's room, Aya hid in the corner and shivered.
After changing the medicine, Chaoyang no longer felt sleepy. Seeing a young and cute figure running into the room and getting beside her bed, Chaoyang subconsciously smiled.
"Little guy, what are you doing hiding here?"
Aya didn't speak, but Chaoyang heard the sobbing.
Chaoyang was stunned for a moment and nervously pushed his body to sit up. "Aya?"
Dragging his heavy body, Chaoyang endured the pain and walked to the bed.
The cold white moonlight shone on that cute little face.
"Why..." Chaoyang was a little confused. He didn't know who bullied the child and why he was crying like this. "Who bullied you? Fuyao?"
"There is a person who asked Master to save a dead person. That dead person... is like the person Aya is waiting for." Aya carefully took out a pair of embroidery from her clothes and opened it for Chaoyang to see.
Reflecting the moonlight and the weak candlelight, Chaoyang's breathing suddenly froze.
That painting was embroidered by Meixiu.
Of course, it wasn't just Meixiu's embroidery skills that shocked Chaoyang, the people above...
It is clearly Xiao Junze who looks younger.
"Aya...how old are you?"
"Master said that I am taller than the average child. I am five and a half years old." Aya sobbed.
"Five and a half years old..." Chaoyang counted the time, and it was the year when Xiao Junze lost his hair...
In Fengtian, the emperor would reward a prince with his first woman, also called a bedmate, when he had his hair tied.
Chaoyang remembers very clearly that that year Xiao Junze held a coronation ceremony at the Summer Resort and had sex with the man who was rewarded by His Majesty.
The late emperor was quite attentive to Xiao Junze, and his bed partner was also chosen from the summer resort.
The bedmate does not choose a concubine, but only needs to serve her. If the prince likes it, she will stay by her side and serve as a maid. If the prince does not like it, she will continue to work in the villa.
That year, Chaoyang was just an ignorant girl. She didn't know what binding her hair meant, let alone what the crowning ceremony was.
The aunt at the villa told her that the crown ceremony means that the prince has grown up and is an adult, and can do intimate things with women...
At that time, Chaoyang had Xiao Junze in her heart. She admired the kind-hearted prince and was so jealous that she didn't want him to get too close to any woman.
But she had no way to stop it, so she could only hide in the back mountain alone and cry all night.
Later, I heard that Xiao Junze did not take away the maid, and that the maid completely disappeared from the summer resort after Xiao Junze crowned her.
There was a rumor in the villa that the maidservant did not take the Bizi Decoction as required, and wanted to take advantage of this favor to become pregnant with the prince's child, so she flew up the branch.
Some people also say that the woman angered the people in the palace, had a child secretly, and had someone deal with it secretly.
Although the rumors were groundless, Chaoyang didn't believe them earlier...
But now, with a little girl over five years old standing in front of him, even Chaoyang began to doubt her.
"Can someone tell you who you are in this painting?" Chaoyang's voice was nervous, not knowing why he should care about this.
Whose child is Aya? Is it Xiao Junze’s child? What does it have to do with her?
"Family." Aya lowered her head.
Touching the dark mark left by Meixiu, Chaoyang covered the wound and took a step back, taking a deep breath.
Aya is actually the princess of Fengtian.
She is still Xiao Junze’s daughter…
The dark pattern expresses, Junze, take my daughter home.
But it shouldn’t be...
Meixiu is one of the three unique arts of the Western Regions. Her mother Bai Li has died, and no one still knows Meixiu’s embroidery skills.
If Aya is really Xiao Junze's daughter, there is no way her mother can do this embroidery.
"He's going to die, he's in Yaolu." Aya cried and pointed at the person in the painting. She couldn't get it wrong.