Secret Document/Fat Mama Turns Good

  The young prince took a step forward, blocking his brother's path. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the Cloud Tribe elder who flew before them. His lips pursed slightly as he spoke: "Is Elder Wang looking for me?"

  Wang Changlao put his hands behind his back, and his mature eyes lightly swept across the face of the young prince. Afterwards, they fell upon the bread in the small food stall at the back, and for an instant, a spark seemed to flash in his eyes: This child!

  Huā Yùyán paced back into the house, her footsteps seemingly neither slow nor fast, but in reality she had quietly walked to stand before the elder, blocking the children from his view.

  "Mother." The two sons looked at her worriedly.

  "The Yun clan and the Dongling imperial family have a blood oath, if the Yun clan wants to harm the Dongling imperial family's bloodline, it would be no different from seeking their own death." Hua Xiuyan's lips slightly curved upwards, revealing an iron-like calmness and composure.

  Wang Changlao listened to her words and looked at her face, his white eyebrows raised: "In the past, I had never seen Palace Queen before. Today, I saw that she was indeed somewhat different from others. No wonder our Sect Master couldn't forget about her, even going so far as to defy clan rules and use forbidden techniques."

  "What does the elder mean by these words?"

  "To be honest. Myself and the other five elders of the Cloud Clan have come to your palace, Your Highness, to beg for mercy on our Sect Master's behalf."

  Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyelids twitched even more. Could it be that Yun Chen Jing had really done something behind her back?

  "Please elder, speak clearly. I really am, because Yun Zongzhu is not someone I can ask casually, Yun Zongzhu did not mention anything to me beforehand." Huajiu Yan said.

  Wang Changlao heard her words and saw that she was sincere, with an innocent expression. He let out a soft sigh: "Do you know, our sect leader has been thinking of the Maiden for a long time?"

  Yun Chen Jing thought of her? Hua Xi Yan was stunned for a moment. That rascal, he had always bullied and teased her, how could he have any tender feelings for her? Where did this tenderness come from? Besides, she was the wife of his sworn brother.

  Wang Chang saw that she still looked unaware, so he continued: "A long time ago, before the princess was betrothed to the Eastern Ridge prince, our clan leader secretly went to the palace of the imperial family, without telling anyone in the Yun tribe, and privately took the phoenix seal to ask for the hand of the princess from her father, Palace Lord."

  Huā Yù Rǎn was not surprised in the least. This matter had never been mentioned by that Yun Běnzi before. Besides, if Yun Běnzi had such thoughts, wouldn't he have been nicer to her before, so that she couldn't guess at all?

  The little prince's eyes were slightly deep: Uncle Yun was good to him, because of this reason?

  Wang Changlao said again: "The Palace Master has refused our Sect Master."

  She refused. It was because her father had his heart set on the Eastern Tombs Crown Prince. This is possible. However, I remember that at that time, Yunzi was not very good to her, but still won over her father's appreciation. The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is a problem here.

  Huā Yùyán raised her head and looked at Wang Changlao with a questioning gaze.

  The old king sighed: "So, after our sect master was rejected by Palace Master that day and ran back to the Cloud Clan, he grabbed each of us and asked if what Palace Master said was true or false. When we found out it was true, our sect master's pitiful first love came to an end. If we had known earlier that our sect master missed the young lady so much, we would have told him the truth earlier. It's just that our sect master buried his feelings too deeply, showing how much he loved the young lady and hid it in his heart."

  "Does my father have any special reason for refusing the Yun family?" Hua Xiuyan couldn't recall her father mentioning anything special about the Palace and the Yun family.

  "Miss, in the divine clan, marriage is much more strictly regulated than among ordinary people. The rules stipulate that, except for direct lineal relatives and collateral blood relatives within three generations, all other men and women cannot be together." Elder Wang slowly took a deep breath, stroking his white beard, with a profound gaze, "Madam Gong, she is the younger sister of our clan master's wife. This matter is only known to Palace Taishi and our Cloud Clan elder as a secret."

  Hua Yu Yan was shocked by the news and took a step back, her hand grasping the edge of the table. What? So that means she and that Cloudy guy are cousins now?

  It's fortunate that these ancient people understood the principle of not marrying within three generations of collateral relatives, otherwise it would be a huge mistake.

  Recalling those noble blue eyes, when looking at myself, occasionally revealing a dazed and confused expression, was it because of this reason?

  The poor guy doesn't know that he has fallen in love with his own sister. In the end, he can only tell himself to try to think of her as his younger sister.

  A strange and indescribable feeling flowed through Hua Yu's mind as she wondered if she should feel sorry for Yun Xun.

  "After a moment of deliberation, she said with a calm tone: 'The master will eventually find a better woman than me.'"

  "There are many women in the world, not just one like you." The old man Wang nodded in agreement. For the time being, Yun Chenjing, due to her noble status and identity, had limited contact with women, plus she had been childhood friends with him, so he devoted all his affection to her.

  "Elder, rest assured. I will follow the previous agreement between the Eastern Palace and the Yun Clan, and wholeheartedly find a satisfactory woman for the Master." Hua Xiuyan said, "One day, the Master will understand that his feelings for me are just a fleeting infatuation, an unrealistic fantasy. The woman he truly loves is one whom he cannot bear to part with even for a moment, a true beauty."

  Wang Zhang raised an eyebrow at the veiled insult in her words.

  Who doesn't know, if it weren't for his own liking of a woman, how would a man think of teasing her with all his heart?

  Ke Hua Xi Yan didn't think so, a mature man wouldn't do something as childish as that. Yun Sui Zi is someone who hasn't truly blossomed emotionally, still stuck in the fantasy stage of a child.

  Find some suitable and virtuous women for him, and slowly, his heart knot will be relieved.

  Elder Wang said, "Since Gong Taishi told us the truth about our master, and since the Gong family agreed to the proposal of the East Ling prince, in public and private, our master has actually put down his thoughts on the princess. At a subtle moment, the master once mentioned to us that before finding a suitable woman to be his companion and becoming the female master of the Cloud Clan, the princess can occasionally take on the responsibilities of our Cloud Clan's female master. Such things have happened in the Cloud Clan before. The master's sister takes over until the master gets married."

  So it turned out that his seal was handed over to her, and she could make use of it, all because of her relationship with him as siblings.

  "Is that so, are the elders worried that the Cloud Tribe's Phoenix Seal is not safe in my hands? Please be at ease, elders. The Cloud Tribe's Phoenix Seal will only be returned to our Master, and I will return it immediately upon seeing him." At this point, Hua Xiyan insisted that the Phoenix Seal could only be returned to Yun Chenjing himself. This matter couldn't be taken lightly; she wasn't very familiar with these elders, and even if she were more familiar with them, accidents could still happen. She had to keep safe for him something that was half his life and half his everything.

  Upon hearing this, Wang Zhang Lao looked at her with a different gaze and said: "Before, I only thought that our sect master's thoughts were paid for by the princess, but now it seems that the princess is extremely harsh and cruel to our sect master."

  Huā Yù Rǎn was taken aback by his words, and her lips curled up slightly as if she found it amusing: "The Cloud Sect Master has been in and out of our palace since he was young. Not to mention the secrets revealed by the elder, but with our palace, we have already been through life and death together as companions. No matter how harsh I am, I couldn't possibly view the Sect Master as anyone other than a companion."

  She's a demanding person, but when it comes to people close to her, she can't be too harsh. No matter how much Yun Pianzi's personality annoys her, she hasn't forgotten that this man is her brother's friend and the Gu family's friend. His character may be somewhat despicable, but he isn't a bad person, so she has no reason not to be sincere with him.

  "The princess is a person who distinguishes right from wrong." Elder Wang bowed to her, "Indeed, the next thing I request of the princess, I believe she will not refuse."

  "What's wrong?"

  "The princess had previously come into contact with people who had placed curses on her, and knew that in order to place the heavenly curse on herself, she would have to use her own life as a substitute."

  For this, Empress Hu and Sun Mouren and others, a group of people, specifically want to curse her to death, how many lives are needed, she is not quite clear, just ask the Cloud Clan Elder again.

  Wang Changlao said, "Earlier, our sect leader hastily ran back to ask us. We replied to the sect leader that this heavenly curse and the Seven Souls Six Spirits Soul Transference Great Technique are both forbidden techniques strictly prohibited by the Cloud Clan's clear orders. Therefore, we can only speak in general terms, no one has ever implemented it, and don't know the specific situation. Generally speaking, like Your Ladyship who has entered the divine registry, and unlike Empress Hu, when Your Ladyship was cursed, there was actually still a strand of the divine clan's bloodline within her body. In other words, when the opponent cast the curse, they had to curse two people."

  In this way, Empress Hu's life can only be exchanged for one of her own lives. The other life of the child in her belly was not paid by someone who did not want to pay with his own life, so he deceived a large group of people from Sun Fu to repay his debt.

  "It's estimated that the life of a Shen clan member is equivalent to ten thousand ordinary lives. Therefore, the downfall of the Sun family was within the expectations of Dong Lingshenzi." The old man's profound words contained deep reverence and vigilance towards a certain man.

  Huā yù yán shì, méi xiǎng tā lián zhè bù dōu suàn jì jìn qù le, bèi chǐ qīng yǎo xià chún bàn. Tā jià de, zhēn bú shì yī gè pǔ tōng de nán rén.

  "This old saying of Ben Gong Zhao, can it be inferred that basically, those who have cast heavenly curses on me have all been counter-cursed?" Huaxi Yan said.

  "This, I cannot guarantee one hundred percent. After all, I have never operated or seen these forbidden spells before. However, to know whether the heavenly curse on your body has been truly eliminated, just look at whether your seven souls and six spirits are stable, and whether the disaster-removing doll that removed the disaster for you has already crossed the river of the underworld."

  As for Miss Hua's family, Hua Xiyan's eyes slightly dimmed.

  "Your Majesty, the heavens have ordained it thus. If someone curses you to death and you do not die, the heavens will not rest until they claim another life in exchange. Your Majesty, this is your karma, equivalent to being saved twice. Except for the person who cursed you, who will undoubtedly die, the lives of those who protected you must also be repaid. Your Majesty's heart is soft and does not want to use ordinary people as substitutes for her own life, so she found a woman like Miss Hua, whose fate was already sealed, to serve as a scapegoat. However, would the heavens be willing to accept such a substitution? Would they not know that they have been deceived? Would they not be enraged? If the heavens become enraged, it is possible that they will take both your life and that of the young prince."

  Hua Yexuan stared straight at him: "You mean to say that someone is willing to help Ben Gong and the Crown Prince take their lives?"

  "In terms of the lives of princesses and princes, the life of a woman from the Huā family is truly not worth mentioning. Being a human shield can only be a deception, not deceiving heaven, but deceiving one's opponent."

  Hua Yu's eyebrows and eyes suddenly sank, as if she had suddenly understood why neither of them was there.

  "For the princess and the young prince, there must be a godly person to die for the princess. In this way, it turns out that the son-in-law is actually one of them. Another one, the person who cast the curse, was unwilling to give up, since he knew he couldn't catch the princess and the young prince to bury with him, this person could only drag another person in the plan to bury with him."

  Lu Cui had just returned from inquiring about the news outside when she suddenly saw an extra person in the house, and was so startled that she wanted to retreat her steps.

  "Lu Cui!" Hua Xiyan called out for the little maid to come in.

  "Your Ladyship." At the master's command, Lü Cuì came in and said stiffly, "I've gone to ask around. The Emperor and Patriarch have both left the palace. Where they went, I'm not clear. All I heard was that someone saw a person by Patriarch Yun's side seemingly heading towards the Palace of the Imperial Family."

  Wang Changlao shot a glance at Hua Yexian: Did you understand?

  What does this clouded-minded person want to do for the Palace? Does he want to use his own life to compensate for the lives of the Palace?

  Huā Yù's face turned red with rage, and she was about to storm out when she thought of her two sons. If she left now, would the people of the Cloud Clan dare to harm them despite the taboo?

  Just as she was being held back, Wang Chang's expression suddenly turned black: It seemed that Li Zimo had anticipated this move and deliberately let the two young princes come here to hold her back and not let her leave. Whether they withdrew now or not was a problem.

  There's no other way, Huayexuan could only pick up one of her sons with one hand and prepare to leave.

  The two brothers, who were simultaneously held by their mother's collar, furrowed their brows at the same time: "Mother, we can keep up with you."

  Huayu Yan let go of her hand, and the two little figures followed her, like puppies, following her in a row, flying out of the Moon Chamber Hall and the Imperial Palace.

  Behind them were six Cloud Tribe elders.

  When a group of people rushed to the Wang's house, Linglong saw someone suddenly falling from the sky and her eyes widened.

  At the moment when Hua's body fell to the ground, she asked Linglong: "Where is Yun Zhu?"

  Linglong stared at her familiar face, paused for a moment: "Miss..."

  So Hua Yu Nian didn't need her to answer anymore. Her gaze quickly swept across the courtyard and locked onto the wing of the house where her mother lived.

  As she was about to enter the palace, Qinghu leapt down from the rooftop and blocked her way: "Your Highness, it's too late. Don't go in. If you do, everyone will be in danger."

  The six elders heard this and their faces were all greatly shocked.

  Huā Yùyán thought that something must have happened in the house, while on the other hand, she couldn't guard against these Yun clan elders making a move. In her anxiety, she first hugged her two sons behind her back.

  The Azure Tiger also stood in front of her, saying to the several elders: "The Sect Master has given an order, no one is allowed to harm anyone from the Dongling imperial family. If someone gets hurt and violates the contract, even the Sect Master's own life will be hard to preserve."

  The six elders heard this and knew the severity of the situation, hesitating for a moment. However, looking at the expressions on Hua Yuexi's and Gong Furen's faces, they also looked unpleasant. Wang Lao then spoke up: "Please take care of yourself, Your Majesty. If the Cloud Tribe's leader suffers any harm, the people of the Cloud Tribe will not forgive anyone who lets their leader be harmed."

  These old stubborn people won't think about the one who started it all, but instead vent their grievances on her.

  Qīng Hǔ sighed, perhaps having anticipated the thoughts of these elders within the clan just like Yún Chén Jǐng. In the minds of the elders, Yún Chén Jǐng didn't need to accompany Dōng Líng rén on this muddy journey if it weren't for Huā Xī Yuàn, that red-dressed seductress. The true culprit wasn't the bandit, but rather Huā Xī Yuàn herself.

  Since ancient times, beauties have always been sinners.

  The room was empty, but a beam of light shot out from the house and flew straight to the roof, then flew out of the house and headed straight for a certain place in the capital. At the same time, on the execution ground, the flames on the gallows soared into the sky and turned into two fire dragons.

  In the inn, that wrinkled face of Hu Taohuang Tai Fei was covered with a layer of golden armor. The flames that wanted to burn his body were boiling outside the armor, but couldn't reach him.

  Yi Feng and others waited for a while with sword-bearing guards, surrounding the person, and couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat: Old demon, that's exactly what this person is.

  Li Zimo's deep, dark eyes added another circle to the man's face. If it weren't for what he had seen with his own eyes, it would be absolutely unbelievable. Even with a face full of wrinkles, the person in front of him, those eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, were undoubtedly more beautiful than any beauty today by at least three points. No wonder the Ming Cheng Emperor's ancestor, who had possessed 3,000 concubines in his harem back then, ignored countless beauties and ultimately favored such a demon.

  Hu sat cross-legged, with a face that was both male and female, emitting a faint layer of light, looking like an old lady doing yoga.

  Yi Feng never thought this was a man, if it weren't for Gong Xiang's eagle messenger from thousands of miles away.

  With hands crossed like lotus flowers, Hu Shi performed calmly and elegantly in the circle surrounded by royal guards, her movements so beautiful and skillful that they were a pleasure to behold.

  Several guards suddenly felt a hallucination of a cloud of fog floating in front of their eyes.

  Yi Feng hastily gave an order, letting those who were not determined enough retreat, lest they be bewildered by this old demon.

  "Hu's voice was like a gentle breeze as he let out a soft laugh, the sound similar to that of a heavenly zither, with a hint of charm, completely unlike a man but rather like a celestial maiden: "The Emperor and Empress have gone to great lengths, deceiving that Qi family woman into setting up an ambush. If not for this thing, I'm afraid that even with the Emperor's power, they wouldn't be able to harm a single hair on my head."

  This two-hundred-year-old old demon is indeed formidable. Who knows where it learned its magic from, after being counterattacked by its own magic, it can immediately seal the counterattack and prevent it from further invading its soul and body. At the same time, it transfers to another person connected to it. The first ones to turn into cannon fodder are the master and servant of the Qi family who have already committed crimes, Mrs. Qi and Jin Yuxiang. In an instant, they were burned to ashes by the counterattack array's dark smoke. As for this demon, except for spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, its blue robe was burned with several holes, but otherwise it seemed unscathed.

  Yi Feng and others heard this and didn't know what to do. This demon seemed like no matter how they killed it, it couldn't be killed.

  This kind of thing is divided into Yang technique and Yin technique. The Yin technique is also called the Forbidden Technique. Royal orthodox people, naturally can't use the Forbidden Technique. But now, this demon, all he uses are Forbidden Techniques, mysterious forbidden techniques passed down from some evil sect. As for the Forbidden Technique, only a few enlightened monks in the world who have studied it and are not tempted by it.

  To crack the unnamed forbidden technique is no easy feat.

  Inside the Yun tribe, there are elders who have studied forbidden techniques to some extent, but they are not profound either. Therefore, the methods recorded in the book that Yundian Jing uses require preparing a way out afterwards, which is, it's unknown whether he will be counter-attacked or not.

  It can be said that he had previously lent Feng Yin to her as a friend, and had anticipated this outcome.

  He couldn't not save her mother. Because he knew that in her heart, every member of the Gong family was one-of-a-kind. More precious than him, more precious than Li Zimo, more precious than herself, no one knew how many times over. If his mother were to die, she would probably hate herself to death, because Madame Gong had been implicated by her.

  Whether she was his first love or became his sister, he couldn't bear to see her get into trouble again. Every time he thought of the moment when she suddenly left many years ago, his heart would turn sour.

  He can't even protect someone he likes, what kind of family leader is this?

  Inside the inn, Li Zimo said to Hu Shi: "Has General Lin gone to Yunling?"

  "The flying messenger replied: 'To report to Your Majesty, General Lin has already arrived at Yunling, bearing a secret edict from Your Majesty, and has entered the mausoleum of the High Ancestor.'"

  Hu's two old eyes suddenly seemed to have sparked, staring at Long Yan: "Li Zi Mo, are you planning to dig up your ancestors' graves?"

  "Didn't you also dig up the tomb of my empress?" Under his furrowed brows, a pair of ink-like eyes seemed to see through the veil of a thousand miles. "I just want to confirm, in order to open the tomb of my empress, did you cut off even the hands of our great ancestor?"

  The only one who can open the jade gate he set up is the Dragon Hand. The Dragon Hand is only possessed by the emperors of Dongling throughout the ages. This demon, in order to open his jade gate, even cut off his ancestors' hands. There's no other explanation besides this one.

  "Hu's perfectly enchanting lips curved up in an arc: 'In terms of wisdom, you are slightly higher than the High Ancestor and the Previous Emperor.'"

  Yi Feng and others heard that this person had personally admitted to cutting off Gao Zu's hand, their hearts chilled with a burst of cold air: such a person could do anything.

  For the sake of the throne, this person has seemingly turned himself into a demon.

  Li Zimo turned back and looked at the wrinkles on his face like scars: "You hate Gaozu so much that you are resentful to the bone, but Gaozu was deeply in love with you back then."

  "Hahaha." Laughing loudly, Hu Xi looked up at the sky and let out a long whistle, laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face. It was as if she had never heard such a joke before. "You say that my great-grandfather loved me deeply, loved me deeply, but would imprison me in the harem? Loved me deeply, but when he died, only allowed me to accompany him in death?"

  "That's all because of your own grave sins."

  "You people are all like this, thinking you're superior, looking down on others, considering yourselves to be of a higher status, viewing us as inferior, viewing us as dogs, and even viewing us as not even being dogs." Hu spat out these words, suddenly gasping for breath, after all, he was two hundred years old, doing magic while trying to respond to the other person's words, it could be said that he was a bit overwhelmed. Because of this, he fiercely glared at Li Zimo, "You don't need to think about using despicable means to lure me into your trap."

  He finished speaking and quickly closed his eyes, no longer responding.

  Li Zimo only stared at the layer of golden armor on his body that made him invulnerable to swords and guns, a small arc rising from the corner of his lips.

  Before long, the color on Hu's face gradually turned into a ball of fire, and waves of red tide surged across his face. However, the golden light of his entire body did not show any signs of decline. What was going on?

  Pfft!

  Mr. Hu's mouth suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, like a blooming flower of blood, splashing onto his green robe. He raised his eyes and looked at the dragon's face, as if he didn't believe it, then lowered his head to continue with the ritual. However, immediately after, another mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Then, like a flood, blood continuously shot out from his mouth, nose, and eyes, covering his body which was wrapped in golden armor, turning into countless wounds that looked like they were cut by knives, constantly overflowing with blood.

  Such an obvious sign, needless to say, he was cursed back by heaven.

  Heaven wants his life.

  "No!" Hu's eyes widened with crimson red, spitting out the silver teeth she had bitten to pieces. "Even if I die, I will definitely have her mother buried with me. Her mother is not an ordinary person, but the younger sister of the previous head of the Cloud Clan. With such a noble life accompanying me in death, after crossing the River of Death, I will be reborn into nobility."

  Her eyes deepened slightly: "So, one of your ancestors was a god?"

  Skilled in operating mysterious forbidden techniques, and physically capable of withstanding them, if it weren't for being the offspring of a certain divine tribe's traitor, it would be hard to think of other possibilities.

  "You think you can trick me? You're dreaming. Lei Zimo, even if I die, you won't have a good ending either. You and your two sons are already stained with the blood of my Hu family."

  The words had barely fallen when the dragon robe suddenly swung out with a sleeve, and the heavy power shattered the golden canopy that was known as the strongest in the world. Hu's body was like a collapsing mountain, with external injuries adding to internal wounds, leaving him in a state of scattered soul and spirit. As his eyes closed, the bright red eyes seemed to lock onto the dragon face above his head, revealing a faint smile like a wisp of cloud: "The Hu family's bloodline will now reside within the Eastern Mausoleum imperial clan. This is what our great ancestor owed my concubine."

  Yi Feng and the row of people all knelt down, no one dared to raise their heads to look at the dragon's face. They only felt that above their heads was a dense black cloud, with thunder rumbling and lightning flashing. After a long time, a cold and thin voice lightly flew out: "The mixed bloodline within the Dongling imperial family is not just limited to one branch of the Hu family? This Hu family also thinks too highly of itself."

  The dragon's power is self-evident.

  On the stake, two burnt bodies were burned to ashes without a single ash. The onlookers did not know who was being burned, only that they were the most heinous criminals.

  In the Gong household. Qing Hu was like a guardian deity blocking the door of the palace lady's room, staring eye to eye with his own clansmen.

  Among the six elders of the Yun clan, there is Grandfather Qinghu.

  "You beast! I told you to guard the master, not harm him!" The old man stepped forward, rolling up his sleeves, ready to take matters into his own hands and teach his grandson a lesson.

  Qīng Hǔ's expression didn't change, but his face showed a helpless look: "After Master Zong performs the spell, if Master Zong wants to blame me, Qing Hu's life will be at Master Zong's disposal. As for you, Grandfather, as Master Zong's personal bodyguard, you don't have the power to dispose of me."

  The other five elders shook their heads and sighed at Qinghu's grandfather: Look, it's you who taught him.

  Huā Yù Yán knew that once the formation was opened, there was no way to stop it. Otherwise, these few elders would have rushed in together earlier. So, she could only sit with her two sons on the stone bench in the small courtyard and wait patiently.

  "Daughter." The young prince spoke up.

  "Does Your Highness have something to say to me?" He stretched out his hand to help his eldest son brush off the dust on his little shoulder.

  "Uncle Yun he—" The young prince lowered his voice, having just heard what the elder had said.

  "You are Yun Shu's uncle, and he is the brother of this palace. In the future, you may have to call him 'Shu Shu'." Hua Xiuyan pondered over their relationship, and it seemed that they were called "Shu Shu".

  "Little foodie heard it and pouted: 'Cousin'."

  For this title, Xiaochi feels unacceptable. Uncle Wang Xiangru is such a gentle person, and Yun Cizhi, in comparison, how can he be his uncle?

  Hua Yu Yan said to her younger son: "Your maternal uncle saved your grandma, should you call him maternal uncle?"

  The snack vendor fell silent.

  The little prince's eyes flashed: Mother is still fierce and understands his brother best.

  "Will Grandma be okay?" He had only met the Old Lady once, but Xiao Chi was deeply worried about her, his brow furrowed with concern.

  Huā Yù Yán didn't think her mother had anything to do with it, since Yún Chén Jǐng had already decided to take responsibility for her mother's actions. This way, it was actually Yún Chén Jǐng's temperament that was more worrying.

  The light in the room flickered on and off. To those waiting outside, it seemed like an eternity had passed, but in reality, not even half a stick of incense had burned out yet.

  At the gate, someone rushed in to report that the imperial carriage had arrived.

  As soon as Dong Ling Tianzi arrived, several elders of the Yun clan changed their expressions again, and it was clear that they had become more cautious.

  The dragon robe appeared in the palace, with a worried expression on his face, looking towards that room. In the end, making this move was also unavoidable. Apart from sworn brothers, no one else could save Madame Palace's life. This matter had actually been vaguely revealed to him when Yun Chenjing returned this time, including his relationship with Madame Palace.

  Yun Chenjing said it was to help Gong Xiuju save her mother, but in fact, he was also saving his own aunt. This aunt looked like his mother. No wonder he liked to visit the Gong family often before knowing the truth. It was because this aunt had the shadow of his late mother that made him nostalgic.

  In the room, the brilliance of the spell array gradually disappeared. The sleeping face of the imperial concubine had an additional layer of rosy complexion compared to before. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, as if she was about to wake up at any moment.

  The moment the spell was lifted, Qing Hu flew into the house, but not as quickly as the others. The six elders rushed into the room with anxious hearts, only to see a fleeting shadow flash before their eyes. Yun Chenjing was drenched in sweat, as if his wet robes were weighing him down, and just as he was about to sit down, a chair flew under him, while a hand grasped his arm.

  Several elders saw Dongling Tianzi personally supporting their sect master, and suddenly they couldn't say anything to blame him, but stood stubbornly on one side.

  Huā Yùyán let Línglóng prepare the ginseng soup and brought it up herself. At the same time, she glanced at her mother lying in bed.

  She saw Palace Mistress's gaze on her, and Yun Chen's lips curled up with a hint of an arc: "There is no more magic on Palace Mistress's body, it has all been transferred back to that old witch."

  Huā Yùyán turned around and held out a bowl of medicine in both hands, saying: "Drink it quickly. If something happens to you, the lives of several people here will not be enough to make up for it."

  This was the softest thing she had ever said to him. Yun Chenjing's face flashed with a hint of surprise, and then he reached out to take the soup. As soon as it touched his lips, his eyebrows furrowed, and he put it down.

  "What's wrong?" Hua Yu Yan asked anxiously.

  Look at her like this, his eyebrows opened again: "I deceived you, and you all believed."

  Hua Yu Yan stared at him with a straight face: "If you want to deceive me, it's not like this."

  Can't deceive her, Yun Chenjing made a bitter face: "Qing Hu, you have to carry me back to the Cloud Clan." Then, taking a few light breaths, she said to her: "Just pretend to be deceived by me once, is it that hard?"

  Hua Yu Yan seemed as if she hadn't expected him to say something like that and was taken aback.

  Seeing her helpless appearance, he also didn't have the heart to say another word to her.

  No one expected that the little foodie would walk out of the crowd, take out a persimmon from his own arms, wipe it with his sleeve, and hand it to Yún: "Uncle, have some, eat quickly, or my grandma will worry when she wakes up."

  Lan's eyes flickered on Xiao Chi's face for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an arc that seemed like a smile: "What do you call me?"

  "Table uncle." Xiaochi is very obedient to his mother's words. This person is a good man, he has acknowledged him.

  It seemed that this was the first time the child had spoken to him so intimately, and Yun suddenly felt a surge of emotion, unable to swallow his soup. The ginseng fruit the child had brought over was bitten into with a big crunch.

  The rest of the people saw that he could take a bite of ginseng fruit, and they all let out a sigh of relief at the same time. Meanwhile, the eyes of several elders fell on Xiaochi's face with a profound meaning.

  Lian Yun Chen Jing had accomplished what the young master, who had been spoiled for many years, couldn't do. This little foodie had simply broken through their sect leader's defenses.

  Someone took advantage of the situation and robbed them, then told the child's parents: "I'm going back to my hometown to recover from an illness, you let your son accompany me for a while."

  Huā Yù Rǎn bit her lip, her son was the apple of her eye, how could she bear to let him go? But thinking of a certain someone who had almost lost his life for her mother's sake, this matter really wasn't up to her to decide.

  Li Zimo trusted his sworn brothers very much, and asked his two sons: "Which one of you will accompany Yunzong's master back to the Yun clan?" Thinking that one of his sons was only thinking about eating, he added another sentence as a serious fatherly warning: "When you go to the Yun clan, it's not for eating, drinking and having fun. You must keep an eye on Master Yunzong and hurry him up to recover his health."

  Logically speaking, it should be the young master who takes the lead. However, the young master took a step back: "Dad, I think Mu Mu is more suitable for this."

  As soon as the words came out, a group of people were stunned. Yundeng Jing's gaze fell on Xiao Taizi's face for a moment. This child, he had been spoiled for so many years, couldn't he see what was in his heart? Afraid that... With a sinking gaze, he raised the corner of his lips to Xiaomu: "Xiaomu, isn't it true that you like your cousin? Accompany your cousin to play at the Yundeng clan and then come back."

  When did he start liking his cousin? Just calling out "cousin" is already embarrassing. Xiao Mu's little eyebrows furrowed again, but she didn't say anything was wrong.

  Maybe in this kid's mind, being with his uncle is better than being with his own father who loves him the most.

  So, a certain father's face swept across a thick, dark cloud.

  Yun Chen Jing needs to return to the Yun clan as soon as possible. Qing Hu carried his master on his back, and since time was of the essence, he flew out of the room and put his master in a horse carriage before immediately returning to the clan. Before leaving, the six elders paid their respects to Dong Ling Tianzi, but only gave Hua Xiyan a cold glance, implying that this matter is far from over. You'd best pray that our clan leader comes to no harm.

  The little foodie will have to wait until Yundeng Jing comes out of his closed-door meditation, possibly two or three days later, and then go to the Yun clan to supervise his uncle's diet and exercise. This is not difficult for the little foodie at all, just eat.

  After everyone left, Huajiu Yan didn't dare to slack off at all. She grabbed Linglong and asked her to clarify the details. How did that old demon connect himself with Madame Gong? Originally, Madame Gong shouldn't have had any dealings with that old demon. Linglong thought for a while, and finally seemed to remember something: "In the past, Madame went to the temple to pray for Miss's safety. It should be around 7 or 8 years ago. She drew a divination stick and asked the master to interpret it. The master said that Madame should keep this stick well."

  At that time, she had just died, but as a result, not only her father, but also her mother felt that she was not dead. This branch of the pen came down and gave the demon an opportunity.

  Linglong relied on her memory to guide Huaxi Yan in the ancestral hall of the Gong family, rummaging through boxes and cabinets until she found the bamboo slip. Madame Gong had wrapped the bamboo slip in multiple layers of yellow cloth and placed it in a box. Huaxi Yan opened the box and unwrapped the cloth, only to see that it was an ordinary bamboo slip, but the words on the bamboo slip had all turned into a ball of black ash, which was the residue left behind by someone who had performed a ritual after their own death.

  Madam Wang, no matter how clever and cunning she was, didn't understand the art of magic. She fell for that person's trick many years ago, which was purely out of helplessness. It can only be said that this old demon is really all-powerful, even now when he's dead, thinking back to those times still makes one break out in cold sweat.

  Gong Xiangru returned home to the Gong family in the afternoon. He was dusty and tired from his journey, but upon hearing that everyone was safe and sound, the fatigue on his face was replaced with relief.

  Madam Wang was still asleep, and due to the effects of the treatment, she might not wake up until the next day. Gong Xiangru personally took her mother's pulse and saw that there was no problem, then walked out of the room to the main hall to talk to his sister.

  Huayu Ye stayed at the Gong family tonight, and the two children followed their father back to the palace.

  Poured a cup of tea for his brother who had been busy for several days and nights.

  Gong Yu thought of something when he was about to drink tea and said, "I saw someone hanging white lanterns on the street, saying that not only the Long Gong Princess's mansion is going to have a funeral."

  The elder brother may have only heard of the story of the son-in-law, but not the story of the Qi family.

  Huayu's complexion changed as she sat down, her voice sinking: "The mistress of the Qi family has passed away."

  Gong Miao's hand paused, suspended in mid-air. After a while, a heavy voice came: "If this is true, I'll go to the Qi family another day."

  "Brother, didn't you already suspect that there's a traitor in the Qi family?" Hua Xiuyan couldn't help but think of her brother's role in this matter. Gong Xiangru suddenly and inexplicably took a liking to Qi Yunyan, and she had always felt that her brother had unreasonably picked on Qi Yunyan.

  "I also heard it from my mother, and suddenly felt that something was fishy about this matter. You and Miss Qi are on good terms, brother is not unaware. However, after so many years, the two families have had no contact. She treats our mother so well, saying that she doesn't even want a little repayment, isn't it unreasonable?" Gong Xiangru said softly.

  In his voice, Hua Xiyue really couldn't hear what kind of feelings he had for Qi Yunyan.

  Thinking of his words, he wanted to go to the Qi family in person. Hua Xiyuan thought that it was better for her not to say anything more.