Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

Yu Dai glanced at her master, then at the old butler, and the two looked at each other, one with a glint in his eyes and the other with a smile, as if they were talking with their eyes.

Finally, a bitter smile formed on the corner of Ling Yuexi's mouth, she looked away, and said lightly, "You did the right thing."

Wu Qingyang, who was driving the car, was also confused, not understanding what kind of charades these two people were playing, stopped the car, and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, you have already left the palace."

"The butler is going back to the palace?"

After hearing this, the old butler stared at Ling Yuexi for a long time, his gaze became deeper and sharper, as if he had changed himself.

"Thank you, Madam, for sending the servant back to the residence."

"Your Majesty, the Prince Regent's Mansion has been sealed and guarded by guards."

In Wu Qingyang's heart, she didn't want her mother to have any rift between the regent and the emperor.

"I told you to enter through the main entrance? Let's go, the housekeeper will lead the way."

How could there be no secret door in such a huge palace?

For more than a month, the palace was in a state of depression, the water in the pond also dried up, and the autumn lotuses withered, giving off a fishy smell.In the backyard, the white manjusawa is still blooming magnificently.

The butler stopped suddenly, turned around and glanced at Wu Qingyang and Yu Dai, and then at Ling Yuexi.

"You are waiting here, don't let anyone break in."

"My lady, it's too dangerous."

Wu Qingyang stared at the old butler with piercing eyes, how could he rest assured that his mother would be alone with such a secretive stranger, besides, there was a formation here, if something happened, it would be difficult for him to get close.

"I believe him! Let's go."

Ling Yuexi said the last sentence to the housekeeper.

The old housekeeper smiled slightly, and walked into the sea of ​​flowers first, Ling Yuexi followed closely behind, seeing that there was no gap, but when he walked in, it suddenly became clear that there was a winding path leading to the house.

It turned out that this was Xiao Mojue's study.

Ling Yuexi looked at the neat and clean study room, and burst into tears.

On the desk case, there was an unfinished painting, just one glance, her heart convulsed.

She was wearing a snow-white flowing long dress with a silk ribbon of the same color around her waist. It was pulled into a butterfly makeup. With the wind blowing by, she seemed to be about to take off. Although the woman in the painting did not have facial features, Ling Yuexi knew clearly that that person , is her.That dress was designed by herself, unique in the world.The first time she wore this skirt was on the way back from the expedition, when she stayed overnight in Ye County. At that time, she was somewhat suspicious and defensive towards Xiao Mojue.

Hibiscus comes out of clear water, holy and drunk.

There are two lines of inscriptions next to the painting.

It turned out that it was not his unfinished painting.

But why didn't he draw his own facial features?

"Your Majesty, this way please!"

The old housekeeper interrupted Ling Yuexi's thoughts.

Ah!

Ling Yuexi laughed at herself, that she would still be in the mood to be entangled in such a thing.

Walking along the old butler, Ling Yuexi realized that it was a secret door, and inside was a dark room. The old butler walked over and opened a shell the size of a palm, and the night pearl the size of an egg immediately illuminated the dark room.

This secret room can be described as a small treasury. The more Ling Yuexi looked at it, the more frightened she became. Could it be that Xiao Mojue really...

The old housekeeper seemed to see Ling Yuexi's doubts, walked to a portrait, stood there for a long time, seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to Ling Yuexi.

"Yunluo, back then you worked so hard to save all these funds, so that your son could live a life without worrying about food and clothing... Hey, you see him over there now!" The old housekeeper sighed heavily, and Ling Yuexi saw tears streaming down his cheeks, and the corners of his eyes were blurred.

"Housekeeper, no matter who you are, shouldn't I let me see your true face?"

"Hehehe, the Empress is worthy of being the 'King of War', she actually saw that I am wearing a mask!"

The housekeeper suddenly laughed loudly, straightened his hunched back, and lifted off the mask on his face.

A rich and handsome face appeared in front of Ling Yuexi. Although he looked over 50 years old, he still couldn't hide his handsomeness when he was young.

"who are you?"

Ling Yuexi looked solemn.

"Yunluo is my younger junior sister who is ten years younger than me. That year, Yunguo was swept away by a plague and a natural disaster struck. I went out to find a miracle doctor. When I came back, Yunguo was conquered by Moluoguo. The junior sister is missing. Five years later, I accidentally learned that the junior sister was rescued by the Celestial Dynasty..."

"It turns out that you are the ghost king Yun Feihe that is said by the world!"

After hearing about his relationship with Xiao Mojue and the reason why he disguised himself as the butler of the palace, Ling Yuexi understood.

"How do you know that this seat is Yun Feihe?"

Yun Feiyang asked in amazement, apart from Xiao Mojue, no one else knew about their affairs, besides, no one had seen his true face.

"It is said that the ghost king Yun Zhonghe has superb medical skills, unique formations, and light kung fu. The most amazing thing is that he can gather hundreds of kung fu for his own use. If you guessed right, Xiao Moli, Si Nan, Xiao Mojue, Xiao Sujin and others are now All the cultivation bases are taught by you!"

Ling Yuexi didn't ask, but said affirmatively.

"A few of them, Xiao Moli is the most talented, and Xiao Sujin is the most diligent."

Yun Zhonghe sighed deeply, as if lamenting the impermanence of the world.

"Ghost King..."

"Empress, life is a matter of life and death. I have fulfilled my promise to my junior sister, and I have to go back." Yun Zhonghe paused, and continued sadly: "Miss Shui is not a person who sells her for glory. She does this. There is only one possibility—she is pregnant with Jue's flesh and blood, and wants to take revenge on the current emperor."

"how can that be?"

Ling Yuexi was so shocked that she didn't know why.

"I heard that she was pregnant with a dragon heir. How could it be such a coincidence? Besides, before she entered the palace, she asked Mo Yan to meet. After that, this deity never saw Mo Yan again."

Ling Yuexi still couldn't believe it, since she hated Xiao Sujin, how did she convince herself to have sex with Xiao Sujin with the flesh and blood of the man she loved.

"Shui Xiangyi is the only woman who was left in the mansion by the prince. She can live in this mansion for three years without arguing or arguing. How can she be an ordinary woman? It can be seen that her city mansion is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Is she going to kill the emperor?"

No matter how clever Ling Yuexi is, she has a low IQ in this regard, because she has never loved anyone deeply.

"Hehehe, based on this alone, the empress is not as good as Shui Xiangyi. How could she be stupid enough to kill the emperor? Jue'er was accused of treason, and Shui Xiangyi is going to fulfill this crime."

Too shocked, Ling Yuexi calmed down instead.

"This palace is the empress, why did the Ghost King say this?"

Yun Zhonghe just smiled, looked at Ling Yuexi kindly, picked up a box covered with copper rust from the table and handed it to her, and said in a deep voice: "Because I believe that Jue'er did not love the wrong person. You don't have to worry, This seat just hopes that the child is safe and sound."

Yun Zhonghe's deep eyes seemed to penetrate into Ling Yuexi's heart, soul, she smiled shyly, turned and left.

"I will send someone to deliver the things here!"

Ling Yuexi could hear clearly, the faster she walked, she almost ran away.

When the group of them walked away, Yun Zhonghe let out a scream, and the two floated towards them like two clouds of mist.

That night, the courtyard of the Prince Regent's Mansion, which was planted with white vines in Warsaw, was burned down, and no armor was left.