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Chapter 786

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Princess Zhen Ning stared at Noble Consort Liu who was lying on the ground, her face full of cold resentment and disgust. Shen Yang's words completely shattered the last trace of hope Princess Zhen Ning had for her mother. Back when Princess Zhen Ning was drugged and knocked unconscious in the Cold Palace, her face was disfigured. For the past two years, she had never stopped hating Noble Consort Liu. However, this hatred was also mixed with a trace of hope for her mother and an unbreakable admiration. If Noble Consort Liu sincerely apologized to her tonight, even if there was a trace of guilt and remorse, Princess Zhen Ning's golden hairpin wouldn't have pierced her body.

However, at this moment, there was only pure disgust and hatred in Princess Zhen Ning's eyes. The relationship between mother and daughter was truly severed from now on.

Hearing Shen Yang's words, Mo Wuyou didn't hesitate anymore. She raised her hand and quickly pulled out the golden hairpin. For a moment, blood gushed out. Mo Wuyou ferociously took out the holy healing medicine Shen Yang refined and poured it on the wound. Then, she tore a piece of white gauze from Noble Consort Liu's clothes and began to bandage the wound.

Princess Zhen Ning didn't hurt Noble Consort Liu's fatal spot. If the fact that she couldn't have children in the future was excluded, even if Noble Consort Liu died in the end, it would only be due to excessive bleeding. Now that she had Shen Yang's holy bleeding medicine, her life naturally wouldn't be in danger. After bandaging the wound, Mo Wuyou took out a small porcelain bottle and poured it down Noble Consort Liu's throat. After a moment, Noble Consort Liu's originally pale face began to recover its color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Isn't it a waste to let her use such a good thing? Did I give you such a thing for you to abuse? "Shen Yang stared at Mo Wuyou and said unhappily. Mo Wuyou raised his head and smiled sweetly at Shen Yang. "Master, Uncle Prince Ding and the princess consort must have something to ask. How could they get anything out of her when she was in such a state just now?" Shen Yang snorted. "You're smart."

Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and saw that Noble Consort Liu's complexion had improved. He nodded indifferently. "Since it's fine … Xiaoyun, what do you think?" Mo Xiaoyun lowered his hands and said indifferently. "Everything will be handled by Uncle Prince Ding. This person has nothing to do with me and my royal sister anymore. "

"Even though we are no longer related?!" She turned her head and glared at Noble Consort Liu's beautiful face. Gritting her teeth, she said, "She still owes me a face."

Hearing this, Noble Consort Liu's expression changed. She glared at Princess Zhen Ning and said angrily, "What do you want?" Princess Zhen Ning looked at her, gritted her teeth, and said word by word, "You ruined my face, shouldn't you compensate me?" Noble Consort Liu sneered and said, "I gave birth to you. Even if I took your life, you should accept it, let alone disfiguring your face."

Mo Xiaoyun walked to Princess Zhen Ning's side and took her hand. He looked at Noble Consort Liu and said, "I just said that we have nothing to do with you anymore."

Noble Consort Liu snorted disdainfully. The relationship between mother and son couldn't be broken so easily. In Noble Consort Liu's opinion, Mo Xiaoyun and Zhen Ning would always be her children. She could disdain them, but they absolutely couldn't be disrespectful to her. She forced herself to stand up and sit in a chair on the side. Although she had applied medicine and bandaged her wound, it wasn't something that could be healed in a short period of time, no matter how miraculous the medicine was. The intense pain made her expression become a bit twisted. She looked at Princess Zhen Ning with a gaze that seemed to be dipped in poison.

Princess Zhen Ning didn't care about her gaze. When a person was in complete despair for another person, they would become extraordinarily cold.

Noble Consort Liu didn't care about Princess Zhen Ning and Mo Xiaoyun's reactions. If it was said that she still cared about these two children in the past, then the two years of painful struggle had completely wiped out that little bit of insignificant feeling. Since Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li appeared here, most of Noble Consort Liu's attention had been focused on them. However, she no longer had the infatuation with Mo Xiuyao like before. Instead, she was filled with bone-deep resentment. Noble Consort Liu even hated Mo Xiuyao more than Ye Li. However, she knew that she couldn't be impulsive anymore. She had always deeply experienced Mo Xiuyao's heartlessness towards her.

"Prince Ding, why did you order these two to assassinate me? Could it be that you want to become enemies with the Northern Tribes? "Noble Consort Liu raised her chin and stared arrogantly at Mo Xiuyao. She was now the future princess of the Northern Tribes. Her status wasn't lower than Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li's at all. She didn't need to be polite with them.

Ye Li was speechless. She silently glanced at Mo Xiuyao sitting next to her. Was this the legendary hatred born from love?

"What do you mean?" Princess Zhen Ning stepped forward and said, "What does this have to do with the Prince Ding Mansion? So what if this princess wants to kill you? At worst, this princess will pay with her life! "

"Royal sister!" Mo Xiaoyun looked deeply at Noble Consort Liu, then said to Princess Zhen Ning, "Let's see what Uncle Prince Ding has to say." Mo Xiuyao tilted his head to look at Princess Zhen Ning and Mo Xiaoyun, then said with a faint smile, "Zhen Ning, although your royal father is already dead, the Da Chu State probably doesn't have anything to do with you now. However, as long as I acknowledge you as a princess, you are still a princess. Using your life to exchange for her life? I had people raise you for so long just for this? Who will compensate I for the losses? "

Princess Zhen Ning was stunned. She wasn't good at scheming and scheming. However, she also knew that being impulsive wouldn't solve the problem. She lowered her head and said, "Uncle Prince Ding, it's Zhen Ning's fault."

Only then did Mo Xiuyao nod in satisfaction. He didn't raise this princess and this prince for fun. If they lost their lives for Noble Consort Liu, wouldn't he have wasted a lot of effort? Therefore, not only could Princess Zhen Ning and Mo Xiaoyun not die, they had to live well. Tilting his head to look at Noble Consort Liu, Mo Xiuyao asked gently, "I just want to become enemies with the Northern Tribes? What are you going to do? Do you want to go back and ask Yelu Ye if he's willing to go to war with I for you? "

"You!" Noble Consort Liu was furious. Mo Xiuyao's casual question was clearly mocking her.

"What about me?" Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Prince, the Northern Tribes' Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince are here." Outside the door, Zhuo Jing came in to report.

"Oh? Tonight, this small Prince Changxing's Mansion is quite lively. Let them in. "After a while, Zhuo Jing came in with Yelu Hong, Princess Ronghua, and Yelu Ye. Seeing the blood on the ground and the battered Noble Consort Liu, everyone was stunned. Princess Ronghua smiled and said, "Princess, what happened?"

Ye Li said indifferently, "Nothing, Miss Qing Yina suddenly broke into the Prince Changxing's Mansion with the intention of harming Prince Changxing and the Princess. The Princess panicked and hurt Miss Qing Yina. "

"Ye Li! You're talking nonsense! " Noble Consort Liu roared, but the pain from her wound caused her to grit her teeth and break out in cold sweat. Yelu Ye walked over to support Noble Consort Liu, who was sitting unsteadily in her chair, and asked, "What happened?" Noble Consort Liu bit her lip and said with grievance, "Prince, it was Prince Ding and Princess Ding who ordered that girl to hurt me." Other than Princess Zhen Ning, the other three girls rolled their eyes and looked up at the sky. This Noble Consort Liu was at least thirty-four or thirty-five years old. Was it really okay to act like a spoiled child?

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