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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Three: After Surviving, She Is Your Apprentice's Daughter-in-law

Mo Jingxing knew what he was going to do when he saw him take out the needle, and every word of his words fell into his ears.

Looking at He Yunchu's face, the regent, who had always been decisive in killing, rarely didn't know how to make a decision.

Without this injection, He Yunchu might have been able to live for two more days, although it would be no different from death.

But if it is plunged, the situation will be much more complicated.

Anything is possible.

Even if Mo Jingxing doesn't understand medical skills, he still knows that the head is a person's fatal point.

Even if it wasn't fatal, there were so many people knocking their heads and making fools. It's hard to guarantee that He Yunchu was actually saved and it was normal.

——But no matter what, living is good.

Just stay alive.

Mo Jingxing didn't know how this idea came to him, but when it came up, he actually felt that it was not bad.

——It would be better if you don’t remember the past when you are alive.

Chen Linyuan didn't know what he was thinking, but he knew Mo Jingxing well and knew how tough his apprentice was.

There are other preparations for the acupuncture, and you have to prescribe some medicine for the little one before that, otherwise you will be busy later, and you won't be able to finish the job if you don't have three or four hours.

He picked up Ping An without looking at Mo Jingxing: "Come on Ping An, grandpa will take you to see your injuries."

He Yunchu was worried about Ping An and stared at her closely, as if her mother was going to die in the next moment.

Chen Linyuan couldn't say anything to comfort him at this time. The sun was just right outside, so he hugged someone and went out.

The room felt a little deserted for a moment. It was not too cold in spring, and a charcoal basin had just been brought over. A normal person would feel hot standing here.

The charcoal pot was burning vigorously. It had been a bright sunny day for several days, and the charcoal was very dry. It was burning and crackling.

Mo Jingxing was originally staring at He Yunchu's face, but he was suddenly awakened at this moment. The small piece of carbon puffed up was heading towards He Yunchu, and he subconsciously raised his hand to stop it.

At this time, he touched He Yunchu's hand.

It's cold, without any warmth, like ice taken from an ice pool in summer.

The small piece of carbon burned on the back of the hand, creating two huge contrasts between the palm and the back of the hand.

One side is bone-chilling cold, the other side is fierce heat.

Mo Jingxing accidentally grasped He Yunchu's hand.

Because of his childhood experience, he hates being close to others, and even his own mother rarely touches him.

The shadow has never dissipated since he was a child. To him, every touch feels warm and disgusting.

Later, as adults, men always have the desire to relieve themselves, but they can only have sex with those concubines. They can even be carried away after making love, and they can't even share a bed with them.

The only exception in this life is Le Yu. It's not that Mo Jingxing likes Le Yu that much.

It's just that Le Yu was very annoying when she was little. She wouldn't be able to hold her even if he was holding her. She would cry all over the place and only recognize him.

Later, he gradually got used to it. As he grew up, he spent more and more time with himself, and Mo Jingxing didn't even feel bored.

Now that I think about it, it's really amazing. He hated the child born by his concubine so much, but he never thought of killing the child born to He Yunchu.

The palm of your hand won't warm up when you hold it. Instead, it will squeeze out its warmth and become a little cold.

At that moment, Mo Jingxing suddenly realized why he was always angry when facing the child named Ping An and wanted her to die.

Because of jealousy.

From the first time he heard that He Yunchu spared her life and did not take revenge on Ping An for the loss of his child, but instead took her with him to raise her, he already felt unbalanced.

For him, he doesn't want any bloodline born from the Northern Jiangsu royal family, including his own.

Because he felt that the blood was so dirty that he deserved to have his descendants exterminated.

When he was born as a legitimate prince, the old King Su Bei could call him an evil son. Who gave birth to the evil son? He raped his mother.

No one knew what kind of person Old Su Bei Wang was underneath his skin. He was among thousands of people, but he looked at their mother and son in dire straits as if they were perverts.

In the end, my mother committed suicide. She couldn't bear this kind of life, couldn't give Mo Jingxing shelter, and felt that she was unworthy of a mother.

Mo Jingxing couldn't survive her death. He was only four or five years old at the time. Looking at his mother's body getting colder, the most common thought that came to his mind was: Why did you give birth to me?

Why didn't you feed me after I was born?

Why did you leave me behind when you died?

Therefore, for Mo Jingxing, the word mother represents cowardice and bullying.

How could there be someone like He Yunchu?

Even though Ping An was used to replace her own child, she still kept him by her side. Haven't she heard of the term "raising a tiger for trouble"?

Do you really treat people as your sweethearts and name them He Yi?

Gift?

Why does she think this is a gift?

Mo Jingxing thought unhappily, this woman is just stupid.

So stupid.

If He Yunchu hadn't pounced on Ping An when he was thrown out of the window, that would have been Mo Jingxing's expectation.

But now that he saw He Yunchu actually risking his life to protect this child, her affection was not fake at all.

It made Mo Jingxing feel very unfair.

Why?

Why?

...Why should the person lying here be He Yunchu?

Why did Ping An get the love she risked her life for?

Women...mothers, it's so hard to love your own children, why should you love someone else's?

"Stupid or not." Mo Jingxing sighed softly: "Extremely stupid."

He really thought He Yunchu was stupid, but when faced with Ping An, he just couldn't stop being a killer.

He Yunchu protected her and saved her life, so she considered her life to be good, but the blood of the Subei royal family flowing on her body was still dirty. No matter who she grew up with, this could not be changed.

"Don't really die." Mo Jingxing didn't want to let go. It was probably the soft touch in his palm that made him feel a little relieved.

"If you don't want your daughter to get into trouble, don't die. Otherwise, without your protection, I might kill her in an instant. You know I'm a perverse person."

I don't know if He Yunchu heard it, but when she closed her eyes, the falling eyelashes were so beautiful, like two small fans.

‘Knock knock knock’——

Mo Jingxing raised his head and looked over, only to find Chen Linyuan standing by the door as if he had seen through the world.

I don't know how long I stood there.

Mo Jingxing thought it was just a matter of time, but when he looked at the charcoal pot again, most of it had been burned.

He didn't know what he was thinking as he sat there.

"You can't bear to part with her, right?" Chen Linyuan came over and was really curious: "Just tell me, is this Ping An's biological mother? Why doesn't it look like her to me?"

If a man wants to gossip, he can't lose to a woman. Chen Linyuan was taking care of his medicine and taking out the spare tools for later, while he was chattering.

"Ping An said that she has been wandering with her mother. Someone wants to kill her, but you want to kill her? Then what is the identity of this girl?"

Mo Jingxing leaned lazily on the edge of the bed, still holding He Yunchu's hand and rubbing it slightly with his thumbs.

Chen Linyuan thought he wouldn't reply. He had been a human being since he was a child and couldn't beat him with eight sticks.

Who knew that Mo Jingxing would actually speak and startle him.

"If she survives the treatment, she will be your apprentice's wife."

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