"I have lost this battle, but I still want to advise you to stop. Starting a palace coup will only cause more people to die." Sima Ao looked at Young Siming with pleading eyes.
Shao Siming still bets that Dongfang Yu'er will not return to the Heavenly Palace so soon. As long as he is given a few days, the palace change will be successful.
"I still say what I said, if Dongfang'er is willing to go back, I will go back too."
The meaning of what Shao Siming said was that as long as Dongfang Yu'er was willing to go back, he would stop the palace coup plan. Sima Ao could only run non-stop to convince Dongfang Yu'er.
Sima Ao came to Dongfang Yu'er's residence. Dongfang Yu'er was not in the room, but the room was tidy, as if no one lived in it.
"It's so annoying. Where will Yu'er go?"
Sima Ao asked the palace attendant, where did Dongfang Yu'er go?
At first, the palace man hesitated and refused to say anything. Sima Ao raised his fist in anxiety, as if he was about to use violence.
Seeing this, the palace people panicked and said that Dongfang Yu'er and King Zhuo Yu had returned to the palace in the southern suburbs.
Ouch!
When Sima Ao learned that Dongfang Yu'er had run away with King Yu, he was furious and had murderous intentions.
Sima Ao asked the palace man again, where is the palace in the southern suburbs?
Looking at Sima Ao's angry red eyes, like an angry lion, the palace servants did not dare to hide anything and told Sima Ao the location of the palace in the southern suburbs.
After learning the route to the southern suburbs palace, Sima Ao immediately flew to the southern suburbs palace.
Swish swish swish…………
Sima Ao arrived at the southern suburbs palace at lightning speed.
There were several guards guarding the gate of the palace in the southern suburbs, but Sima Ao rushed in without saying hello.
Of course the guards refused, and the two sides started fighting outside the gate.
Two flashes of light flashed across, and Sima Ao only needed two swishes to knock down several guards.
Sima proudly entered a courtyard and saw Dongfang Yu'er sitting cross-legged on a stone, her eyes closed and motionless.
King Yu sat aside, gazing affectionately, and Shi'er would even caress Master Dongfang's head. The scene was very warm, and Sima Ao suddenly became jealous.
"Dongfang Yu'er, you didn't want to go back but you came here to hide from me." Sima Ao scolded angrily.
Dongfang Yu'er closed her eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if she didn't hear Sima Ao's angry words, as if she was petrified there.
Dongfang Jade!
Dongfang Jade!
Sima Ao shouted twice more, but Dongfang Yu'er remained motionless.
Sima Ao became nervous and asked King Yu what he had done to Dongfang Yu'er.
Sima Ao suddenly broke in, and King Yu was not surprised.
King Yu saw Sima Ao's worry and stepped forward to explain, "Don't worry, Mr. Wenquxing. Yu'er is fine. She is just meditating. You cannot be disturbed while meditating. If you have anything to say, let's leave here and talk." As he stood, King Yu held Sima Ao's hand, wanting to pull Sima Ao away from here.
"What's your purpose in bringing Yu'er here?" Sima Ao thought to himself, I don't care what kind of king you are, as long as you touch my woman. Sima Ao shook off the hand held by King Yu with one hand, opened the Jade Dragon Fan, and assumed a posture as if he was about to duel.
"Does Mr. Wenquxing look like this to fight with me?" King Yu asked in surprise.
"Yes." Sima Ao replied nervously.
Although he was exhausted from the battlefield battle with Shao Si, and even felt a little dizzy, he did not hesitate to fight for the woman he loved.
King Yu was confused and looked at Sima Ao in surprise. From Sima Ao's burning eyes, it could be seen that Sima Ao was jealous.
King Yu couldn't help but said with a smile: "I am just teaching Yu'er to meditate, without any intention."
Dongfang Yuer learned from King Yu that she could see her mother's past through meditation. But King Yu also told Dongfang Yu'er that if you want to see your mother's past clearly through meditation, you must have her mother's breath.
Dongfang Yuer really misses her mother and will return to the Heavenly Palace in a few days. Dongfang Yu'er also knew that it was not easy to come to Beihan, and she didn't know when the next time she would come to Beihan.
The palace in the southern suburbs was built by King Yu for his mother. There are beautiful memories of King Yu and his mother there. I wonder if there is still the breath of his mother there? Dongfang Yu'er came to the southern suburbs palace with a trying attitude and learned meditation based on King Yu's teachings.
Hearing King Yu's affectionate call to Dongfang Yu'er's name, Sima Ao used a white light without saying a word and waved the Jade Dragon Fan directly to King Yu.
King Yu did not show weakness. He opened his big wings with a bang, transformed into a fighting form, and flew up like a crane to avoid Sima Ao's Jade Dragon Fan.
The two of them started fighting like this!
King Yu is extremely handsome in his fighting form, wearing a golden hoop on his head, a silver battle robe, holding a magic stick in his hand, and carrying a pair of big wings on his back. It grows to hundreds of heights, and its body exudes thousands of silver lights, like a 'silver giant'.
Sima Ao was stunned. The white-haired Feather King transformed into a fighting form. He was not only handsome, but also extremely powerful. He actually looked pitifully small in front of him!
Sima Ao was a little ashamed of himself, but thinking that he and Dongfang Yuer had a son, he became confident again. Said: "Yu'er is my wife, you are not allowed to have any inappropriate thoughts about her."
King Yu looked at Sima Ao hesitantly.
Seeing that King Yu didn't believe it, Sima Ao added, "Yu'er and I have a son, and our son's name is Ji'er."
"But Yu'er told me that she is still an unmarried girl?" When Sima Ao said that he and Dongfang Yu'er had a child, a look of disbelief flashed across King Yu's face.
"In heaven, we are an unmarried girl, but in the mortal world, we are husband and wife for the rest of our lives." Sima Ao replied.
After listening to Sima Ao's explanation, King Yu finally understood!
King Yu looked at Sima Ao up and down with satisfaction, and said slowly, "Since you are my son-in-law, you should respect your father-in-law." After King Yu learned that Dongfang Yu'er's mother was Princess Xiyue, he suspected that Dongfang Yu'er was him. and Xiyue’s daughter.
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The plot changed so quickly that Sima Ao was confused. He was wondering if there was something wrong with his ears?
King Yu knew Sima Ao's appearance, so he smiled and said, "Everything happened so suddenly. Not only you can't believe it, but even I can't believe it at first, but Yu'er is indeed my and Xiyue's daughter."
"What about Da Siming?"
King Yu knew that the Great Siming in Sima Ao's mouth was Dongfang Su. King Yu, who was still drowning in joy, heard Sima Ao mention Dongfang Sculpture, his face darkened slightly, showing a bit of displeasure.
"You said that the wooden-headed boy, Xiyue would not like him, so how could he be Yu'er's father? However, the wooden-headed boy was lucky enough to be appreciated by Emperor Donghua and became his great destiny. "King Yu's words were full of contempt for the great commander Dongfang Su.
How can a daughter who has been raised for hundreds of years be fake?
Although King Yu said that, Sima Ao still didn't believe it, but this matter still had to wait until Yu'er woke up from meditation.
The sound of Sima Ao and King Yu's fight did not disturb Dongfang Yu'er's meditation.
Through meditation, Dongfang Yuer entered the era of her mother's youth a hundred thousand years ago.
In meditation, although Dongfang Yu'er can personally experience her mother's past, she cannot communicate with her mother, let alone interfere with the development of the situation. She is like a bystander with no body and only ideology.
Princess Xiyue in the picture also cannot see the existence of Dongfang Yuer.
Even so, Dongfang Yu'er was very happy because it allowed her to clearly see her mother's appearance and feel her mother's tenderness.
