The abandoned concubine was actually Wang Zhuang: the paranoid prince was dumbfounded and chased aft

"Ruoruo."

Murong Ruo was in the courtyard with her husband basking in the sun, "Mother, Father."

The two of them came in together and took a look at the person lying on the couch.

His eyes were closed, like a sleeping princess.

White hair that is different from ordinary people is very special.

Dressed in purple, those who don’t know would think he is an immortal who has descended to the mortal world.

There is nothing to fault with her looks, Feng Mingwei sighed in her heart. The couple has a son and a daughter. The son inherited Huo Sili's genes and has white hair, while the daughter looks more like Ruoruo.

"Li'er, no sign of waking up yet?"

Murong Ruo said, "No, I massaged his acupuncture points every day as my mother told me to do, and he drank the spring water my mother gave him, and he was like sleeping, nothing unusual."

It's been a year.

All the wounds on his body have healed to their original state.

"You went back to the Feng family and read a lot of ancient books. Did you find anything new?"

Murong Ruo took out a book and said, "This book talks about the high priest. It's just a myth. I don't think it's credible."

Feng Mingwei took it and looked at it. "The Nanyue priest... looks quite sophisticated. What does it say?"

"It means that Brother Li was hit by the lightning spell of the high priest, and his soul was damaged, so he didn't wake up. If you want to wake him up, only the high priest can repair his soul. Brother Li is no ordinary person."

It is true that the original soul in Huo Sili's body was Mo Li's.

This body can be said to be his afterlife.

There were many things he hadn't told them.

"If it takes a high priest to wake Li'er, then let Yingxue and the others find the high priest." Murong Ruo said, "Well, someone has been sent to find him."

"Mother, Father, you don't have to worry about me. I am accompanying him every day and playing a requiem for him. I believe he will wake up."

Seeing her daughter cheer up, Feng Mingwei felt relieved. "You should also take care of yourself. This is a newly bloomed magical flower. I'll give it to you."

"Mother, this is not easy to come by. It took a lot of effort on your part. You should keep some for yourself and give some to my eldest brother and the others."

Feng Mingwei said, "It just takes some thought. I'm still nurturing it. At least one flower will bloom in three years. Don't worry."

Only one flower blooms in three years?
That really didn't come easy.

……

"Yingxue, tell me honestly, is there really no way to wake up the prince consort?"

Feng Mingwei summoned Yingxue alone to question her.

Ying Xue said, "Back then, Ling Yue used all means to draw lightning to attack you, just to injure your soul and prevent you from waking up. Now the person who has endured the lightning tribulation for you is your husband, so he... won't be able to wake up."

"But Ruoruo and Brother Xiao were also struck by lightning, aren't they okay now?" Feng Mingwei felt remorseful and annoyed after hearing this.

Ying Xue said: "They were not hit continuously, but the prince consort was different. He took all the lightning strikes. I know you are very sad. Seeing the princess suffer, I also regretted not being able to stop Ling Yue... I have limited ability and cannot save the prince consort."

"Because this is a unique ability of the high priest. Even if he is a member of the Hidden Spirit Clan, if he is not the goddess, or our Xinfeng's high priest, he would not have such ability."

Feng Mingwei asked, "According to what you said, the only way is to find a new high priest?"

"My lady, I dare not expect you to fail. There is no high priest in this world, because Lingyue's daughter died. Only the daughter born by the high priest can be the next high priest. Lingyue finally came back to life, but she..."

There was no bloodline left at all.

"There are no newborns in the Hidden Spirit Tribe right now. You know they are recovering slowly from the hardships they are in. No one can recover so quickly." (End of this chapter)