Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

There were servants pruning flowers and trees in the garden, and Amber hurriedly led them over.

Under the pretext of attaching importance to the reputation of women, Mo Zhaohua only allowed the women to go into the water and did not allow the men to even approach the pond.

Mo Yaohua and his servant struggled in the water for a long time before they were rescued. Their faces had already turned blue from the cold.

Mo Zhaohua pretended to be concerned, "Jinqiu, send Yaoyao back quickly and make some ginger tea for her to drink. Don't let her catch a cold."

"Yes, Second Miss." Jin Qiu trembled as she helped Mo Yaohua, who was as wet as a water ghost, away.

Amber wanted to help, but Mo Zhaohua stopped her, "Amber, I'm going to pick up my grandmother tomorrow. Come with me to prepare."

Mo Yaohua found this extremely irritating, but she couldn't get angry and had to say something nice, "Thank you for your hard work, elder sister."

Mo Zhaohua lamented, "Ah... I wanted to let my sister go with me so that she could see grandma earlier."

Mo Yaohua regretted it deeply, "Yaoyao is unlucky, elder sister, please go back quickly, but don't delay the important things."

If I had known that she could also go to Baohua Temple, why would I have gone through all this trouble? It's such a loss of both the wife and the army!

Mo Zhaohua finally tried to provoke her, "Jinqiu, take good care of the Third Miss. If you make this kind of mistake again, I will kill you."

"Yes, Second Miss." Jinqiu looked at Mo Yaohua silently, fearing that she would give up on herself for this.

After Mo Zhaohua and Hu Bo walked away, she quickly explained, "Miss, I really didn't use much force to push you."

Mo Yaohua's eyes were trembling with teeth, "I know, it was because she suddenly walked away that I couldn't retract my strength and fell into the water."

Jinqiu was just acting and naturally didn't push her hard. She leaned forward intentionally in order to push Mo Zhaohua away, but Mo Zhaohua suddenly walked away.

Jin Qiu speculated quietly, "Did the Second Miss discover something? Otherwise, why would she suddenly move to the side?"

Mo Yaohua said firmly, "Impossible, she has always been stupid, how could she see our intentions?"

Jinqiu agreed, "That's right, even her maid is just as stupid."

Mo Yaohua wanted to say something, but suddenly her nose started to itch, "A-choo..."

Jinqiu shuddered and felt colder and colder, so she quickly helped her back to Zhiting Pavilion.

***

Mo Zhaohua returned to Yixiayuan.

Everything around her was familiar yet strange, and she had mixed feelings.

The people I care about are still alive, and there is still a chance to make up for the mistakes made in the previous life.

The most important thing is that she has not yet married Chu Xuanhan. The only regret is that King Yu has returned from the battlefield, but his legs are disabled.

In his previous life, his legs were crippled for three years before she healed them. In this life, she will not let him suffer for another three years. She will get him back on his feet as soon as possible.

But in her previous life, she went to the Prince Yu's Mansion for treatment under the name of Princess Qi, and now it is not convenient for her as a girl in the boudoir.

She had to think carefully about how she could get close to the King so that she could treat him legitimately and justify her medical skills.

After a long time, a light bulb went off in her head and she had an idea. She immediately asked Zhenzhu to grind the ink, spread out the rice paper, picked up the brush and slowly wrote a visiting card.

After she finished writing, she handed it to Zhenzhu and said, "Send this note to Prince Yu's Mansion as soon as possible. Remember, you must deliver it in person."

Pearl was confused but didn't ask anything, she just responded, "Yes, Miss."

Mo Zhaohua was very satisfied. Zhenzhu was quiet and steady, and didn't ask too many questions. Amber was impatient and talkative, so it would be best to leave this matter to Zhenzhu.

She then went to Wanxiangju, the residence of her mother Rongqing, who should have finished her housework by then.

In her previous life, Mo Yaohua first had someone cut off her tongue in front of her, and then ordered people to carry her to the city wall of Wuyang Gate.

On the city wall, Chu Xuanhan was wearing a huge banner and standing facing the wind.

Under the city wall, a group of people in prison uniforms were kneeling in the snow.

And that group of people was her maternal grandfather, Duke Fuguo's family, including her and her mother who had left home.

Chu Xuanhan put his arms around her from behind, grabbed her hands and put them on the crossbow, and led her to shoot and kill them one by one.

When he saw Rong Qing again, Mo Zhaohua's eyes instantly turned red and he threw himself into her arms.

Feeling the warmth of his mother's heart, Mo Zhaohua's nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes, almost falling.

Rong Qing gently stroked the top of her head, "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Mo Zhaohua squatted on the ground and buried his head in her arms, "No, with mother here, no one dares to bully me."

It was true that no one dared to bully her openly, but someone was plotting against her in secret, dragging the entire Fuguogong Mansion into hell.

"Then what happened to Zhaozhao?" Rong Qing didn't believe it. Her daughter didn't shed tears easily, so how could she cry for no reason?

Mo Zhaohua raised his head and looked at Rong Qing, "I had a nightmare during my afternoon nap. I'm glad to see that mother is okay."

Rong Qing smiled gently, "Did you dream that your mother died?"

Mo Zhaohua spat several times, "Pooh, pooh, pooh... Mother, please don't say such unlucky words."

"It seems to be true, but Zhaozhao, don't be afraid. Mother is fine. Mother still wants to see Zhaozhao become a wife and a mother."

Rong Qing's own marriage is not happy. The couple have a shallow and distant relationship, so she hopes that her daughter can be happy even more.

Mo Zhaohua thought of Chu Xuanchi, the man who was willing to give up the throne for her, and her face flushed, "Mother, I am ashamed..."

***

Royal Palace.

A visiting card was placed on the table in front of Chu Xuanchi.

Chu Xuanchi looked at the visiting card but did not open it for a long time. Wuying's words were still lingering in his ears -

"Master, this is a visiting card sent by the personal maid of the daughter of the Minister of Revenue."

Chu Xuanchi's thoughts were racing, and a distant picture emerged in his mind.

A delicate little girl stood in front of a group of young boys and said, "You are not allowed to bully him!"

Behind her was a teenage boy with a bruised face and blood on his clothes.

A young man in splendid clothes asked sarcastically, "Do you know who he is? How dare you protect him like this?"

The little girl said in a soft voice, "It's not important. I just know that he is not a bad person and you shouldn't bully him."

She turned around and smiled sweetly at the young boy behind her, "Hello, my name is Zhaohua, what's your name?"

The young boy didn't want to pay attention to her, fearing that she would be implicated by him, but the expectation in her eyes made him unable to bear to refuse.

So he told her, "My name is Chu Xuanchi!"