Stunning Edge: Fierce Princess

Chapter 227 Concubine Ai, What's Going On?
The four of them were shocked, Jimo Chunqiu patted Yelu Yuer on the back, let her sit back and said, "Don't lose your status in front of the child, we will talk about it later." After speaking, he said to the door: "Zi Yan come in."

Jimo Ziyan ran in immediately, he came in a hurry after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"My child sees the father and mother!" Jimo Ziyan looked at Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang, his face was a little blue, he didn't know how far things had progressed, did the father already know that Mo Wushuang was his son?
"Ziyan, why are you in such a hurry?" Jimo Chunqiu asked.

"My son heard that the father forced Ling'er and Hai'er's friend Mo Wushuang into the palace, so I came to see what happened?" Jimo Ziyan didn't dare to speak nonsense, but from Jimo Chunqiu's questioning, he knew that he was still alive. Knowing that, she couldn't help but look up at Yelu Yu'er who was wiping away her tears.

"Look at your mother's concubine's head, it was your friend who hit it!" Jimo Chunqiu looked at Mo Wushuang angrily, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was something about him that made him feel more and more friendly.

"What?" Jimo Ziyan was taken aback. Mo Wushuang hit his mother?how is this possible?

"Your Highness, there is a misunderstanding here." Hua Yueling answered with a smile.

"Ling'er, what's going on?" Jimo Ziyan turned to wink at Hua Yueling with a worried look on his face.

"There is a misunderstanding between Wangfei and Wushuang, don't worry, I think Wangfei is a sensible person and will explain clearly to the king." Huayue Lingrou said.

Jimo Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mo Wushuang with his eyes, Mo Wushuang looked slightly embarrassed.

"Ziyan, your friend is quite courageous, you met him in Dayue?" Jimo Chunqiu's gaze never left Mo Wushuang's handsome face.

"Ah, yes, yes, Wushuang is Ling'er's friend." Jimo Ziyan turned around quickly and said.

"Your Highness, Wushuang and I are already husband and wife." Hua Yueling corrected.

"What?" Jimo Chunqiu was taken aback, feeling more and more serious about the matter, since they are husband and wife, why didn't Hua Yueling make a move just now, but Yu'er stopped him?What is the relationship between this man and Yu'er!
"We will return to Dayue in a few days." Mo Wushuang said to Jimo Ziyan, which means that I will not snatch your throne.

"My concubine, what's the matter? You explain it clearly to me!" No matter how foolish Jimo Chunqiu is, he knows that there is a big problem here, isn't he wearing a cuckold, or is this Mo Wushuang the son of Yu'er?By the way, he and Zi Yan had some kind of imagination, but he couldn't express it.

"Wuwu, Wushuang, do you really want to go back with her? Do you really want me?" Yelu Yu'er didn't say the word mother, but she was obviously very sad.

"Yes, I want to leave here with Ling'er." Mo Wushuang said firmly.

"Shut up! Tell me clearly, otherwise none of you will leave, Yu'er, tell me, who is he!" Jimo Chunqiu was furious, his old face flushed.

"Father, don't get angry, take care of your health, the imperial doctor said that you are not in good health recently." Jimo Ziyan worried quickly.

"Zi Yan, tell me, who is he? What does he have to do with your mother and concubine? Could it be that he put a cuckold on his father?" Jimo Chunqiu thinks this is the most likely possibility.

"Your Majesty! What nonsense are you talking about!" Yelu Yu'er shouted coquettishly.

"Yu'er, tell me, this king has been with you for so many years, so there is nothing you can't say." Jimo Chunqiu heaved a sigh of relief, it would be much better if he didn't wear a cuckold, so could it be an illegitimate child?No, Yu'er won't do that.

"Your Majesty, Yu'er is going to talk, can you forgive Yu'er?" Yelu Yu'er burst into tears, Hua Yueling wondered if this woman was made of water.

Jimo Chunqiu's complexion was pale, and he couldn't stand the stimulation.

"Why don't I say it, in fact, the matter has come to this point, it's okay to put it bluntly, don't let everyone leave regrets." Hua Yueling spoke.

Jimo Chunqiu quickly looked at Hua Yueling and said, "Master Hua, please tell me."

Hua Yueling looked at Jimo Ziyan, then at Mo Wushuang, then at Yelu Yu'er, and finally put his hand on Jimo Ziyan's shoulder and said, "You don't have to be afraid."

Could Jimo Ziyan not be afraid?But he still looked at Hua Yueling and nodded, he believed that Hua Yueling could take away Mo Wushuang, as long as Mo Wushuang didn't stay, his position would not be shaken, and his other three brothers would not be worried.

"Actually, Wushuang is your biological son." Hua Yueling looked at Jimo Chunqiu who was waiting anxiously and said slowly.

When Yelu Yu'er heard it, her crying sounded twice as loud.

"What!" Jimo Chunqiu seemed to feel that he was deaf.

"Mo Wushuang is actually called Jimo Wushuang, he is the biological son of the king and the third concubine!" Hua Yueling repeated.

"Hahaha, it's impossible, Hua Yueling, this is not funny at all, he is my son? Who is that Ziyan?" Jimo Chunqiu laughed a little at a loss.

"Ziyan is also your son, but his mother is not the third princess, but the maid next to the third princess. It was you who forced her to become pregnant after drinking." It's also cold, the emperor is ruthless and extravagant, the consequences are really unpredictable, can he still remember the romantic debts back then?
Jimo Chunqiu trembled all over, almost fell off, Jimo Ziyan hurriedly ran over to support him and said urgently: "Father!" He helped him to sit back on the dragon chair.

"Let the third concubine tell the details of this matter, I think the king must really want to know the whole story." Hua Yueling looked at Yelu Yu'er, who kept crying.

"Father, don't worry, take care of your body." Jimo Ziyan watched Jimo Chunqiu's whole body trembling, and quickly poured his inner strength into him.

"Your Majesty, it is Yu'er who is sorry for you." Yelu Yu'er burst into tears.

Mo Wushuang frowned, looked at Jimo Chunqiu who was staring at him closely, and couldn't help saying: "Let me do the talking." The father and son looked at each other, and there was only peace in Mo Wushuang's eyes, and Jimo Chunqiu could see that the bridge of his nose was between his eyebrows. Jian and Yu'er are a bit like before.

Everyone listened to Mo Wushuang tell the story one by one, and Jimo Chunqiu's body was slowly recovering under Jim Mo Ziyan's internal force. Mo Ziyan's eyes dimmed, and he walked to the side, quietly listening to Mo Wushuang's story. A story like the Arabian Nights.

Huayue Lingfeng observed everyone's expressions, the most important one was Jimo Chunqiu's expression, and found that he seemed to be restrained, and the expression on his old face became more and more calm, worthy of being the king of a country.

After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, Yelu Yu'er was almost crying too, knelt down on the ground and said, "My lord, Wushuang is our child. This time, Yu'er wants to exchange Ziyan back."

Jimo Chunqiu looked at Mo Wushuang, then at Jimo Ziyan, Jimo Ziyan's eyes were full of sadness.

"Then, what about that Ziyan?" After a long time, Jimo Chunqiu asked this question, and a light suddenly rose in Hua Yueling's heart.

"What should I do? Ziyan's mother is my court lady, and her status is low. How can she be the future king? Why don't you confer him a place and let him live his next life with peace of mind? Has the king forgotten the most important formal bloodline of Dameng? "Yelu Yu'er still doesn't seem to give up.

Jimo Chunqiu looked at Jimo Ziyan again, he watched the child grow up, he was so outstanding, so like him, he was already preparing to pass on him during the Chinese New Year, at this time, suddenly changing his son, this made him temporarily I don't know what to do between them.

"Third concubine, no matter what the bloodline is, Ziyan is also the king's own son, and his body also has the noble bloodline of the king, doesn't he? At worst, if the king chases Ziyan's poor mother into the fifth princess, isn't Ziyan's bloodline authentic? Is it right?" Hua Yueling said coldly, then turned to Jimo Chunqiu and said, "Since we are both sons, the king shouldn't favor one another, right? Besides, Wushuang doesn't know how to govern the country at all. If you impose it on him, you are not afraid that he will destroy Dameng? And Wushuang has made up his mind to go back to Dayue with me, so the throne of Dameng is the best for Jimo Ziyan. How is he such a big man? Warrior Meng, you know better than anyone else, don’t you? Don’t do stupid things because of bloodlines or bloodlines, they are both your sons, that’s the best explanation!” Hua Yueling hoped that Jimo Chunqiu would listen to her words.

"I won't be this great king. I don't understand Dameng at all, and I don't like it here. I just want to go back to Dayue with Ling'er. Although you are my father, we have never gotten along. I have been by my side for 20 years, love is stronger than blood, and Ziyan is also my younger brother, I hope you will not treat him badly." Mo Wushuang looked at Mo Ziyan and said.

Jimo Ziyan burst into tears, he was a little scared, but he hoped that his father would not take back his father's love for him because his mother was an inferior person.

"How is this possible!" Yelu Yu'er objected loudly.

"Then what does the third concubine think?" Hua Yueling sneered, this woman is completely obsessed with obsession.

"Mo Wushuang is already Jimo Wushuang, he is the orthodox of the Dameng royal family! He should take over the throne, how can a child whose mother is a lowly woman take the throne? Yan's mother will not treat him badly, as long as he is honest, he can live a peaceful life, and Wushuang can't leave Dayue, the only one he wants to leave is you!" Yelu Yu'er's inner plan is like this.

"I won't leave Ling'er, I won't even die!" Mo Wushuang roared angrily, "You selfish woman, you think you didn't raise me for a day, and you want me to be your puppet? Are you really It's hopeless! I still treat you as a mother now, if you try to touch Ling'er, I will tell you that I, Mo Wushuang, don't have a mother!" Mo Wushuang's meaning is obvious, he will kill.

"You, you, Wushuang, are you stupid, child? In the world, no one is better than a mother to her son. This woman is pregnant with another man's child and has been unfaithful to you. Why do you say that? You are still confused, if you want a woman, mother will choose ten or hundreds for you, you must not lose your soul for her!" Yelu Yu'er cried again.

"That's enough, if you persist in your obsession, I won't recognize you as a mother again! Ling'er, let's go, this woman makes me sick." Mo Wushuang pulled Hua Yueling and left.

"Stop!" Jimo Chunqiu finally spoke out.

"Father." Jimo Ziyan called out in fear.

"Son, father is not a cruel person, you are also my son, I will not want you." Jimo Chunqiu saw Jimo Ziyan's worried expression, and comforted him first.

Immediately, Jimo Ziyan was so moved that tears rolled down his face. The man did not flick his tears lightly, which made Jimo Ziyan deeply love this father.

"Wushuang, you, you are also my son. Although I, as a father, never knew of your existence, you cannot deny the fact that you are my son. You are from Dameng." Jimo Chunqiu said.

Mo Wushuang looked at him coldly, waiting for his next words.

(End of this chapter)