The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 320 Invitation

Mo Jiu's life was completely saved and there was no longer any fear of life.

But Han Qingyan couldn't be happy because he might never wake up. What's the difference between that and death...

"If we knew what happened to him in the past, could we solve his heart problems?" Han Qingyan asked.

"Of course you can. As long as you know the cause of the disease, there will be a solution." Lin Muxin's tone was calm, but it contained a strong sense of confidence.

But before Han Qingyan could be happy, Lin Muxin looked at her: "But that was when he was still awake. Now that he has a heart attack and cannot wake up at all, what can he do even if he knows the cause?"

Lin Muxin said, shaking her head slightly.

The master also asked her to come out and see the world. It seemed that people outside the valley were not very smart and could not even think of such a simple question.

Hearing this, Han Qingyan was startled. She actually ignored this problem. Heart disease can indeed be treated, but it requires people to be awake and actively cooperate. How can Mo Jiu be cured now?

It's too late...

Han Qingyan regretted this countless times.

"I understand." Han Qingyan whispered, her aura weakened a lot, showing a bit of dejection and weakness, "I also ask Lin Yixian to stay in the palace temporarily. If you need anything, I will send someone to find it and give it to you.

You send it."

"Yes." Lin Muxin nodded. Even if Han Qingyan didn't say anything, she would still stay here. She did have some curiosity about the world outside Yaoxian Valley, but even if she wanted to experience it, she would have to wait until the matter was settled.

Abandon the patient.

This is the most basic medical ethics taught to her by her master.

Lin Muxin was led by her cronies to the residence arranged by her, and Han Qingyan watched their departing figures until they disappeared.

She and Mo Jiu were the only two people left here, but the latter was unconscious again. For a moment, Han Qingyan felt a sad feeling.

But she was unwilling to leave this desolate atmosphere, as if she was paralyzing herself with it in order to escape the fact that Mo Jiu might never wake up again.

After a long time, Han Qingyan turned around and returned to the palace. She looked at the person lying on the dragon couch, and the sadness that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time suddenly disappeared.

She was slightly absent-minded, but her eyes were always focused on Mo Jiu, never moving away for a second. At this moment, she couldn't help but have the idea that as long as Mo Jiu was there, even if there were only two of them left in the world, she would still have the courage and courage to do so.

Live with faith.

But without Mo Jiu, even if she ascends the throne and becomes the new empress, and is looked up to and respected by countless people, it may still be the same as being in a dead place.

This idea was so absurd, but Han Qingyan knew that this was what she really thought in her heart.

She slowly walked to the bed, stretched out a hand towards Mo Jiu, and moved her jade fingers lightly, trying to grasp the thread connecting the two people that only she could see.

She whispered in a low voice: "This is fate, Your Majesty..."

So, you won't stay asleep until we are really together, right?

…

A few days passed. During this period, Lin Muxin treated Mo Jiu several times. All his injuries were recovered. His skin was smoother than before, and his face looked more attractive than before. He closed his eyes and looked more attractive.

With her eyes closed, she looks like a sleeping beauty.

Han Qingyan wiped his body clean and was about to get up when a call came from outside the door: "National Master!"

Han Qingyan hurried out immediately: "What's wrong?"

She had already guessed a few things.

The confidant came closer and whispered: "Someone left us a message asking you to meet her alone outside the palace tonight."

"Where is the specific location?" Han Qingyan frowned slightly.

"There is no specific location, I just said outside the palace."

It seems that it was not a close confidant who leaked the information.

"Okay." Han Qingyan nodded, "Then I will go see her outside the palace tonight."

The expression on the confidant's face changed. She knew that the national teacher was very intelligent, but he didn't have much force. If she went there alone, she would be in danger.

Han Qingyan heard her dissuasion and shook her head: "Don't worry."

She had already guessed who this person was, and it was most likely Ye Rumeng.

What did she want to do when she took the initiative to see her? Tell her everything about Mo Jiu's past? Or take the opportunity to kill her and avenge her majesty?

But no matter which one it was, she had to go. Even if it was difficult to revive Mo Jiu, she had to know what happened to him in the past.

Moreover, she could roughly feel whether there would be a certain death situation in the future, and as a result, her life was safe.

In this way, Han Qingyan stood outside the palace early, without bringing even a single confidant, because she knew it would be useless.

When night fell, Han Qingyan suddenly felt a sudden chill, and the next moment a dagger was pressed against her neck: "Where is your Majesty?"

Han Qingyan's heart sank slightly, was she going to kill her to avenge Mo Jiu?

"You are still alive and well in the palace..." Han Qingyan whispered, "I know you are not here to kill me. What you want to do should be more direct, and there is no need to be so secretive."

"Follow me." A cold voice sounded, without any pretense, it was undoubtedly Ye Rumeng.

"Okay." Han Qingyan had a calm look on her face. Even though there was a knife across her neck, she still calmly walked towards a place under the leadership of Ye Rumeng.

When she arrived at her destination, it turned out to be the house where she had captured Mo Jiu before. There were lights inside, and some shadows could be vaguely seen. There was already a person inside.

"Get in!"

Han Qingyan was roughly pushed in by Ye Rumeng. She staggered a few steps, then quickly stood up and began to look at the place carefully. Everything was the same as before, except for one thing that was different, that was a woman covered in blood.

The woman was tied up on a chair, with a blindfold on her eyes and a lump of stuff stuffed in her mouth.

She didn't struggle, she was obviously on the verge of death after being tortured.

Bang.

Han Qingyan turned to look at Ye Rumeng who had closed the door: "Who is this?"

Ye Rumeng stared at her with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, wishing he could kill Han Qingyan right here.

She said that His Majesty is still alive and well, but how is that possible? I'm afraid he is indeed alive, but he doesn't know what kind of torture he suffered, how serious his injuries were, and what kind of condition he is in now!

But Han Qingyan was right, she was not here to kill her. If she really died, His Majesty would probably not survive.

That's why she wanted Han Qingyan to know the truth so that His Majesty's life could be saved.

Ye Rumeng walked over, ignoring the wounds on the woman's face, and casually pulled off the blindfold, revealing half of her face.

Han Qingyan's eyes narrowed, it was actually King Zhou!