Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1014 What Wen Rong is burdened with

Youze looked at Wen Rong subconsciously.

Wen Rong's eyes were deep and he said hoarsely: "Tell him."

Youze was stunned for a moment, and then he said in a trembling voice after being silent for a long time: "Wang Zhengjun is my mother."

"Mother? How is it possible..."

Hearing this, Wuming couldn't help but take a few steps back, looked at Shimen behind him and said, "She obviously died 20 years ago. She was buried with the late emperor, and her mausoleum is here."

Wang Zhengjun, the late emperor's most beloved queen, did not want the late emperor to die suddenly and suddenly, so she was buried immediately afterwards.

He had received favor from Wang Zhengjun before he agreed to guard the mausoleum.

He looked at Youze, who was almost exactly the same as Wang Zhengjun, with complicated eyes.

The sudden death of the late emperor occurred suddenly. Although there was something strange, the royal family seemed to want to hide something, so they buried him on the assumption that it was an auspicious day.

"where is she?"

Wen Rong answered his doubts at this time, "Ten years ago, he died."

Wuming frowned and looked at Youze with a deep look.

"This child belongs to Wang Zhengjun, but his eyes seem to be very similar to those of the late emperor."

He suddenly fell silent and looked at Wen Rong in disbelief, "Didn't the late emperor..."

Wen Rong's eyes dimmed, and Wuming's words stopped abruptly.

The late emperor survived because his grandfather extended his life.

But later, the Sanyin family suffered a sudden change and was forced to flee, eventually going to the Thirteen Prefectures.

Wuming glanced at Youze, walked slowly to Wen Rong's side, and said via internal voice: "Are you very clear about what happened back then?"

He paused, "No, the Sanyin family should be the ones who know."

Wuming's throat rolled, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that he had touched the terrifying secret history of the royal family.

"Are you Manchu being implicated because of this incident?"

Wen Rong swallowed the blood in his mouth bit by bit, and the hatred deep in his eyes almost tore his pupils, "Senior, there are some things that knowing too much about is not good for you."

Wuming tightened his fists and glanced at Youze again.He thought for a long time and asked Wen Rong, "He is the late emperor's child."

The two of them used internal power to transmit sound, and only they knew it. Seeing Wuming with murderous intent, Youze trembled and stood in front of Wen Rong.

"Senior, my mother entrusted me to my teacher. If anything happens to you, come to me. Please don't embarrass my teacher!"

Suddenly, there was a heavy weight on Youze's head, and Wuming's hand was placed on the top of his head, stroking it with the compassion of an elder.

"It hurts you."

Wuming didn't say much, but just put away his murderous intention.

"Take him aside. I want to talk to your master."

As soon as the sound fell, a strong internal force pushed Kamakura and Youze into the corner.

Youze wanted to step forward, but Kamakura held him back, shook his head and said, "He will not hurt the master."

Although he suffered internal injuries, it was obvious that he had no major problems.

Wen Rong was able to defeat him, probably because Wuming had no murderous intentions.

Wuming looked Wen Rong up and down with a compelling look, "I remember that there is no Wen family in Sanyin's family. Is this a real name or a pseudonym? Or, from the beginning, what did you want to use this child for?"

Every time he asked a question, his strong inner strength increased, and the blood from the corner of Wen Rong's lips overflowed and dripped on the ground.

Wen Rong could barely stand, but still kept his back straight, and said calmly: "Since the day the clan was exterminated, the royal family has given surnames to the past. Wen is the surname of the former clan, and the younger generation just inherits the family surname again. As for this child , this junior naturally wants to use him to destroy the current court, so that the ten years of careful teaching of this junior will not be in vain."

Wuming smiled, but he didn't hide his purpose at all.

"You dare to say that you have no ambitions, that you don't want to be the king of the world that everyone is flocking to?"

Wen Rong smiled disapprovingly, "In this world, only the juniors don't want it, and no juniors can't get it. In this world of the court, it is the juniors who look down upon it."

Hearing this, Wuming looked up to the sky and smiled, "Okay, what a good one to look down on!"

Wen Rong is so similar to the young man who defeated him in the past. They are both ignorant of the world, but why are they so enviable?

Wuming retreated and fell on the steps of the stone gate. He glanced at Youze and said coldly to Wen Rong: "Wen Rong, although you defeated me, you must rely on your ability to enter the imperial mausoleum. Unless the king comes with the national seal, Outsiders, outsiders must break the formation before they can enter. The emperor's nine-test formation means that one will be born out of ten thousand. Are you coming, or is this kid coming?"

(End of this chapter)