nucmednet Chapter 117 The peace won't last long.
Chapter 117 The peace won't last long.
This was the second time Ye Qing'an had heard this name today.
Ye Qing'an looked up at Consort Lan, but saw that Consort Lan showed no surprise at all, only a faint smile: "Your Majesty is confused. Mo Xu is already twenty years old this year."
As Consort Lan spoke, her gaze fell on Eleven's face, her longing undisguised: "Does Your Majesty also think that Eleven looks somewhat like Mo Xu when he was a child?"
"When I first saw Eleven, I was shocked. Eleven looks exactly like Mo Xu."
Ye Qing'an was taken aback. Eleven looks like Yi Moxu?
No wonder, no wonder Eleven said that every time Consort Lan looked at him, it was as if she was looking at someone else through him.
Perhaps that's the reason? The person Consort Lan is looking at and reminiscing about is Yi Moxu, isn't it?
Yi Yun Kui's gaze was fixed on Eleven, his brows furrowed tightly. He had genuinely loved and placed high hopes on Yi Mo Xu, but the things that happened later had made Yi Mo Xu a thorn in his heart. It would hurt to pull it out, and it would hurt to leave it in.
Seeing Eleven now, who looks almost exactly like Yi Moxu when he was a child, his feelings can only be described as complicated.
"I have never heard Minister Ye mention that his daughter is married. I wonder who she married?" Although Yi Yun Kui knew the truth, he still asked with feigned doubt.
Ye Qing'an was quite frank: "Your Majesty, I have never married."
"Oh?" Yi Yun Kui picked up the wine on the table and took a sip. "Never married? Then this child..."
Ye Qing'an smiled and said, "Five years ago, I was drugged by a thief and became pregnant with this child. Although the child came unexpectedly, it is still a life, and I couldn't bear to give it up, so I gave birth to it."
“Over the years, my son and I have depended on each other for survival, and our bond is probably closer than that of an ordinary mother and son. Although he came unexpectedly, he is now my life.”
Yi Yun Kui nodded. Five years ago…
Five years ago, Yi Moxu had already run into trouble and was exiled to Qian'an.
He wasn't at ease, so he sent a lot of people to Qian'an to keep an eye on him and make sure he stayed put.
If it were five years ago, this child would have had no relation to Yi Moxu.
It's just puzzling how two people who should have no connection could look so alike.
Yi Yun Kui then looked at Eleven, carefully examining every part of Eleven's face.
Upon closer inspection, they are not entirely the same.
The eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar, but Eleven's nose is more delicate, and the lips are not quite the same...
Even at 11, her skin tone wasn't as fair as when Yi Moxu was a child.
The more differences he discovered, the more relaxed Yi Yun Kui felt, yet he also felt a strange sense of loss.
"That is indeed very difficult. Women are inherently weak, but become strong when they become mothers. You have done a very good job. Your child has been raised very well."
Ye Qing'an smiled and thanked him before sitting back down.
Consort Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and sighed softly, "Every time I see Eleven, it reminds me of Mo Xu. It's been more than six years. I wonder how Mo Xu is doing now..."
Yi Yun Kui frowned, somewhat displeased, but remembering that it was Consort Lan's birthday, he pursed his lips tightly and said, "We've been receiving news from Qian'an. He's not lacking food or clothing there, and everything is fine. You don't need to worry."
"Everything is fine..." Consort Lan bit her lip. "I know what kind of place Qian'an is. Decades ago, in that great battle, three Supreme Beings, more than a dozen Saints, and countless ancient spirit beasts all perished in Qian'an. After that great battle, Qian'an was burned by heavenly fire for nearly ten years before it was destroyed..."
"But after the fire died down, Qian'an became a scorched wasteland, barren of everything. Even when Qian'an was later used as a place of exile, and some people who had committed serious crimes were exiled there, they still couldn't grow anything there even after cultivating the land for more than 30 years."
"How can my Moxu be alright in a place like this?"
Yi Yun Kui's face immediately turned ugly, and he only snorted coldly: "Why was Yi Mo Xu exiled to Qian'an? Has Consort Lan forgotten? You may have forgotten, but I still remember. Even after several years, the crimes he committed still make me want to tear him to pieces. Exiling him is already an extraordinary act of mercy."
"If you truly want him to be well, then don't mention him in front of me again. Just pretend you never had such a son. Besides, you still have Yi'an..."
Consort Lan's face turned deathly pale. There were more than ten people in the hall, but none of them dared to utter a sound.
“Father…” A child of about ten years old, sitting at the head of the table, stood up: “Father, please calm down. Mother was just a little overwhelmed by the sight of the young master of the Ye family…”
Ye Qing'an raised her eyes to look at the person who spoke, thinking to herself, "This must be Consort Lan's other child, Prince Rui, right?"
Is his name Yi'an?
Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on Prince Rui's face. Consort Lan and Yi Yun Kui both said that Eleven and Yi Mo Xu looked almost exactly alike.
However, this Yi'an doesn't seem to resemble Eleven at all.
The Emperor pursed his lips, drank another cup of wine, and then threw the cup on the table: "Alright, you're all too reserved with me here. I'll take my leave now. We'll hold a banquet tonight to celebrate the Imperial Concubine's birthday."
Having said that, he stepped directly down the jade steps, and the cauldron behind him quickly followed.
After the Emperor walked out of the main hall of Yihe Palace, Consort Lan's complexion gradually returned to normal.
Old Madam Xu lowered her eyes and sighed, "On such a fine day, Your Highness, you just had to bring it up at this time..."
Consort Lan pursed her lips, showing no trace of her earlier panic: "It is precisely because today is such an auspicious day that I can bring it up."
“It’s been more than six years…” A deep look flashed in Consort Lan’s eyes, and she pursed her lips: “Never mind, judging from the Emperor’s appearance, I’m afraid that even after another six years, he will not let Mo Xu go.”
"I won't bring it up again in the future."
Madam Xu breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly comforted.
The atmosphere in the hall eased slightly.
Only Ye Qing'an seemed lost in thought. Consort Lan said that she would never mention it again.
They all thought that Consort Lan had let go of her resentment and no longer wanted to fight for anything.
Only Ye Qing'an could see clearly that Consort Lan was not at peace with herself, but rather utterly disappointed.
The murderous intent that flashed in Consort Lan's eyes just now was clearly visible.
If Xu Mo is indeed Yi Moxu, then since Xu Mo has appeared in Yihe Palace before, Consort Lan must know that he is in Wangjing City.
Now that they know this, Consort Lan's resolute attitude deserves careful consideration.
That's interesting...
Ye Qing'an curled the corners of her lips. If Xu Mo was Yi Moxu, then Wangjing City would probably not be peaceful for more than a few days.