Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

Mo Xinqiang paced back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pan, his heart filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes revealed extreme tension.

Although Mo Ying seemed calm and confident on the surface, Mo Xinqiang knew that she was not 100% sure that she could successfully complete the mission. At this moment, he could only wait silently for the news.

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed into the room, panting and shouting excitedly: "Boss! Boss! The eldest lady is back! The eldest lady is back!" The man's face flushed, and his excitement was beyond words, as if he had seen some incredible miracle.

Mo Xinqiang's heart was shocked, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He asked anxiously, "Really?" His voice was mixed with irrepressible joy and anticipation.

"Of course it's true, Dad." Mo Ying's clear and firm voice came from the door.

She walked slowly into the room with the help of two maids. Her originally bright eyes looked a little tired, but still flashed with determination.

Mo Xinqiang walked over quickly, held his daughter's hand tightly, and asked with concern: "Ying'er, how are you? How are you injured? Is the injury serious?" Looking at his daughter's haggard face, he felt heartbroken.

"I'm fine, cough cough..." Mo Ying forced a smile, trying to reassure her father.

However, her body began to tremble uncontrollably and her coughing became more intense. It was obvious that she had exhausted all her strength, but in order not to worry her family, she still tried to support herself.

Mo Ying only felt as if there was a surging force churning in his chest, and the blood and energy continued to surge up like a broken dam.

Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't completely control the surging blood energy.

"Cough cough..." Accompanied by a violent cough, a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her lips. Mo Xinqiang, who was standing by, was almost scared to death when he saw this.

Mo Xinqiang has only one precious daughter in his life, Mo Ying. Back then, he fell in love with his wife, Mo Ying's mother, at first sight.

However, fate played a trick on him. After she passed away due to dystocia, Mo Xinqiang never married again. Because of this, he poured all his fatherly love on Mo Ying, caring for her and doting on her.

At this moment, looking at his beloved daughter who had always been in good health becoming so weak, like a candle in the wind, and about to die at any time, Mo Xinqiang's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife and was in unbearable pain.

"Okay, my dear daughter, don't say any more for now. Xiaolan, quickly help your young lady return to the room to rest, and I will go and ask a doctor to come and treat her." After saying that, Mo Xinqiang turned around and prepared to send someone to find a doctor.

But in reality, there was no real doctor in this mountain village. There was only an old man who had settled here many years ago, who could barely be called a barefoot doctor.

"Yes, sir." Xiaolan replied, then stepped forward to help Mo Ying up, preparing to take her away.

"Wait a minute! Dad, I have something important to tell you." How could Mo Ying be willing to return empty-handed? After all, she had gone through untold hardships to find Mo Xinqiang. If she didn't say what she wanted to say, how could she be willing to leave?

"Ying'er, no matter what happens, you can put it aside for now. The most important thing right now is your physical condition!" Mo Xinqiang looked at Mo Ying with worry on his face. He was anxious and turned around to go out to find a doctor.

"Dad, don't be in a hurry to leave. Can you please listen to me first? If you don't explain this matter clearly, I will feel uneasy." Mo Ying grasped the corner of her father's clothes tightly, her eyes firm and earnest.

Mo Xinqiang couldn't help but stop his hurried steps when he heard his daughter's words. He knew very well that his precious daughter's temperament was exactly the same as his - once she made up her mind about something, no one could change her mind, she was very stubborn.

Helplessly, Mo Xinqiang sighed heavily: "Forget it, forget it. If that's the case, then just tell me quickly."

He secretly regretted in his heart, if his ability was not limited, how could he have caused Mo Ying to suffer so much?

"Dad, I'm lucky this time. I finally caught one of their leaders. I think he is of high status and important. So no matter what, please take good care of him."

Mo Ying warned in a serious tone. She was really worried that those careless and reckless brothers in the village might accidentally anger Yue Qingshu, which would cause big trouble.

Those people are simple-minded and strong-limbed, and are likely to do bad things.

"Hmph! That brat caused you to be seriously injured. I have already done my best by not taking his life directly. And you still want me to take care of him..." The more Mo Xinqiang thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes widened and bloodshot.

"No! Dad, please don't rush to refuse. Please listen to your daughter. Only if we adhere to the principle of treating others with courtesy can we gain an advantageous position in the subsequent negotiations!" Mo Ying said anxiously. At this moment, she was actually unwilling to take care of Yue Qingshu in her heart. After all, her chest was still suffering from severe pain. However, the reality did not allow her to act recklessly.

Faced with such a strong enemy surrounded by them and in a weak position, if they really angered the other party, then the few bargaining chips they had would be greatly reduced. Thinking of this, Mo Ying couldn't help but feel helpless and bitter.

Looking at Mo Ying's eyes full of earnestness, even though Mo Xinqiang was extremely reluctant in his heart, he finally nodded very reluctantly.

At this moment, his only hope was that Mo Ying could return as soon as possible to treat his injuries.

When Mo Ying saw that Mo Xinqiang finally agreed, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked a lot more relaxed.

She knew very well that her father Mo Xinqiang was not a stupid man. As long as he was there, there was no need to worry about those unreliable teammates causing any disaster.

After relaxing, a strong feeling of fatigue surged into Mo Ying's heart, causing him to lose all his strength and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

Mo Xinqiang was quick-witted and quickly caught the fallen Mo Ying.

"Ying'er! Ying'er! Someone come quickly! Save my daughter!"

Mo Ying felt so tired, her whole body was weak, and there were waves of burning pain spreading from her chest to her limbs.