Chapter 140 The birth of the King of Qin

It's just that this sentence is like a stone sinking into the sea. Without any answer, Murong Xun couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Grandma Wu brought lunch again like in the morning and walked to the bedside and said, "You eat something. I'm going to change the medicine for him!"

Murong Xun didn't dare to delay, so he immediately got up and gave it to Mrs. Wu. However, she had no appetite, just watching Wu Po change the medicine for Zhao Ling.

Murong Xun couldn't help but wonder and asked, "I saw the sword pierce the prince's heart with my own eyes. If it were an ordinary person, he must be killed. Why..."

Grandma Wu followed Murong Xun's words and said, "That's his lucky life. His heart is naturally different from others. The heart grows on the right!" She looked at Murong Xun strangely and asked, "You don't even know this?"

Murong Xun didn't say anything, but sighed. Fortunately, she didn't know. If she knew, she would have told Bai Yi again. Isn't it dangerous this time? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Seeing Murong Xun's appearance, Wu Po smiled coldly, "I'm not dead yet. Who can I show you like this?"

Murong Xun looked up at Mrs. Wu in astonishment and didn't know how to answer for a moment. She can treat the eldest lady's all kinds of difficulties indifferently, because she has never regarded her as an elder in her heart, but she respects Mrs. Wu from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, she doesn't know how to react to this.

"Don't bully my daughter-in-law!" Just as Murong Chui was silent and didn't know how to deal with it, a weak voice came from Youyou.

Murong Xun was overjoyed and immediately looked up. Zhao Ling didn't know when he had woken up. He glanced at Murong Xun, with a sense of joy and comfort in it. Then he turned his eyes to Grandma Wu, which was a little coquettish, "You are not allowed to bully my daughter-in-law!"

Grandma Wu sneered, "You look like your mother, and you will regret it sooner or later!"

Zhao Ling just smiled, but she didn't answer. No matter how her eyes were, she couldn't help but darken. This is that Mrs. Wu has quickly changed the medicine for Zhao Ling. She stood up, took a few steps, looked back at Zhao Ling, and sneered, "According to the rules of our clan, if you haven't worshipped Wuji Mountain, it's not a couple. You haven't forgotten!"

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment and smiled, "I'll take her there!"

Wu Po looked deeply at Zhao Ling and said, "It's just that you don't forget your mother. Remember what kind of life she is living now!"

A trace of pain flashed in Zhao Ling's eyes, "I dare not forget it for a moment!"

Mrs. Wu sneered, took a look at Murong Xun, looked at Zhao Ling scornfully, and said, "It doesn't look like it!" With that, she went out.

After Grandma Wu left, Murong Xun sat down with Zhao Ling. He looked at the back of Grandma Wu and asked, "Who is she?"

Zhao Ling sighed and said, "It's a long story!"

"You can make a long story short!" Murong Xun said lightly, but thinking that Zhao Ling had just woken up, he couldn't bear to see him talk more, so he said, "But you can talk about it another day. Are you hungry?"

Zhao Ling touched his stomach and nodded, "A little!" He reached out and touched Murong Xun's face and said reproachfully, "You must not have eaten well!"

Murong Xun said, "It's all my fault that you were injured. How can I eat it!"

Murong Xun ordered the bodyguard to bring a bowl of porridge. He fed Zhao Ling more than half of it, and he also took a few bites. Later, he saw that Zhao Ling looked a little tired, but he didn't say much and let him have a good rest. He was by his side for a while.

When Zhao Ling woke up here, it was already midnight. Murong Xun lay beside him, so he moved gently, and Murong Xun woke up. She looked at Zhao Ling quietly for a while and asked softly, "Are you thirsty?"

Zhao Ling nodded.

Murong Xun poured a cup of tea for him to drink. After sleeping for a long time, Zhao Ling was in good spirits. In the middle of the night, he couldn't fall asleep again, and he pulled Murong Xun to talk.

"Is Grandma Wu very strict with you?" Zhao Ling sat up, and Murong Xun put a pillow behind him.

Murong Xun also hindered Zhao Ling from leaning, thinking that he was injured, and he didn't lean all his strength on him. Hearing the words, he said lightly, "It's okay. Even when I looked at me, I was a little unkind. It was the first time I saw her. I always felt that there was something that had offended her before!"

Zhao Ling smiled and said, "Don't take it to heart. Mrs. Wu is very nice. She just loves me!"

"What is the identity of Mrs. Wu?" Murong Xun asked with a smile.

Zhao Ling said, "Wu Po is my mother's maid!" He hugged Murong Xun tightly and said, "I think I'd better tell you all these things!" My mother's concubine is not from the Central Plains, but from the Yue family!"

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment and said suspiciously, "But does it mean that Concubine Chen's mother was suspected of conspiracy and was rushed into the army? How can it be an alien?"

Zhao Ling said, "You don't know that my grandfather is not my mother's personal father... This matter has to start from 40 years ago..."

It turned out that the territory of Yue's country 40 years ago was more than twice as much as it is today, but then there was civil strife, which was divided into two. Zhao Ling's mother is the daughter of the saint of the Yue Kingdom, and she is very respectful. After the civil unrest, Mrs. Wu, that is, Concubine Chen's maid, escaped with Concubine Chen. Along the way, she fled to Daxiang's border. At that time, General Chen guarded the border gate and had no children under his knees. Thinking that a few years ago, it was not allowed for a daughter to die. At that time, Concubine Chen, who was only four or five years old, died with him. The daughter looks very similar, that is, she is adopted, and the husband and wife regard her as if they are different.

Murong Xun couldn't help asking again, "I just heard that Mrs. Wu talked about Concubine Chen. Isn't she dead yet?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ling's eyes exuded hatred and said, "Yes, they put my mother under house arrest and threatened me!" What I'm doing now is to be able to save my mother!"

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment and asked again, "What about the conspiracy of Concubine Chen's mother back then?"

Zhao Ling sighed gently and said, "After the royal brother rose up and killed several royal brothers, he forced his father to the throne. After the royal brother ascended the throne, his father accompanied his mother's concubine in the harem and knew that his father was seriously ill. However, when my father left, he left a posthumous photo, saying that he wanted to pass on the throne to me. When my mother was a child, she was held in the palm of her grandfather, and then she was favored by my father. There, she knew that the world was difficult and terrible. After her father died, in order to fulfill her father's last wish, she took out the edict, but At that time, the royal brother's foundation was stable. What can an edict explain?

"Therefore, the mother and concubine was sent to the cold palace for the crime of treason, and in order to prevent someone from doing this in the future, it was to distribute the mother and concubine's mother, and I was just a child at that time. What do you know!" In the end, Zhao Ling's voice gradually lowered, as if he was feeling and muttering to himself.

Hearing this, Murong Xun's doubts gradually became clear. She hugged Zhao Ling gently and was silent for a while. She didn't expect the atmosphere to continue to be so heavy. Murong Xun said again, "Concubine Chen is a saint from the Yue Kingdom, which is from the same place as Ziling!"

Zhao Ling nodded and said, "Now there are some problems in the Yue family. The last time Ziling came to Chang'an, I intended to help them for the sake of my mother!" He looked at the front with firm eyes, "I will save my mother, and I want to take my mother and you to the Yue family, the hometown of my mother!"

Murong Xun did not answer, but sighed quietly. Zhao Ling's heart was the hometown of his mother's concubine. I think Concubine Chen should be a kind mother! Thinking of this, Murong Xun's chest hurt. She remembered Zhao Zhi, who was suffering from all kinds of illness in the Zijin Palace. How could she be willing to give up with him?

Zhao Ling didn't notice the strangeness of Murong Xun. He hugged Murong Xun and talked about the life of the family he yearned for for a while. The more he went to the back, the more silent Murong Xun became.

What choice should she make?