Everyone in Cangyuan Kingdom knows that more than 40 years ago, the former king died of severe bleeding during childbirth.


    The baby died of suffocation because he had not left his mother for a long time.


    The King of Beirut was very sad, so he fell seriously ill, and the people of Cangyuan also spontaneously attended the funeral.


    Just because the former king was a kind mother of the nation, he had been trying his best to help the people of Cangyuan who were in difficulty in survival.


    She also had a very high prestige among the people, and she had even surpassed the King of Beirut for a time.


    After the death of the former king, the people of Cangyuan missed her very much. Every year on her worship, many people would go to worship.


    But basically no one knew that the former king did not die of labor, but was killed by the Beirut king.


    All those who were informed were also secretly executed by the King of Beirut.


    If the news that the former king and the last were still alive was known by the King of Beirut, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    "Madam, Beirut is cruel and ruthless. Even you and your biological son can do it. You are still poisonous!" The maid took a deep breath, "He is not worthy of being the king of Cangyuan!"


    "He thought I didn''t know the high priest''s prophecy, I knew it." Mrs. Huaixi looked faint, "So I had sent the child out long ago."


    She tried her best to send her child to land and sealed his bloodline, making him like a human.


    "Madam..." the maid whispered, "But the land is also extremely dangerous, and the human world is not entirely safe."


    "It''s better than sitting in Atlantis and waiting for death." Mrs. Huaixi''s voice was very soft, "As long as he is still alive, even if he is just an ordinary person, it''s great... Cough cough cough!"


    As she said that, she started coughing violently.


    This disease did not fall during childbirth, but when she escorted her child to the human world, the cold air entered her body, sweeping her limbs and bones, almost making her freeze.


    This little coldness is nothing to her.


    But time was tight at that time, and it was impossible for her to treat it. Over time, it became a chronic disease and has not yet recovered.


    Mrs. Huaixi didn''t know when she would die. She just hoped that before she died, she could see her child again and confirm that he would be alive.


    The zero-returnable community is closed. She cannot get any new information about the human world and can only survive in this small house.


    The most dangerous place and the safest place.


    More than forty years have passed, and the King of Beirut did not expect that the former king was under his nose.


    "Madam." The maid put on her coat worriedly, "But the miracle doctor looked like a good person, and only she stopped to heal you."


    "Yes, and for some reason, I always feel that the little girl just now has a very close feeling." Mrs. Huaixi murmured, "Just like I''ve seen her before."


    The maid was a little surprised: "Madam?"


    "Maybe it''s an illusion." Mrs. Huaixi shook her head, "Let''s take one step at a time, my body is not so easy to collapse."


    She is also an Alpha-level god-giving blooder, otherwise she would not have become a queen.


    Just to prevent the Beirut from discovering her traces, she also half-sealed her bloodline.


    At least now, it’s not time to untie the seal.


    Mrs. Huaixi looked at the medicine bottle left by Ye Wanlan and was confused: "Where did you see it..."


    **


    Nepton Military Academy.


    On a small island in the sky.


    Yan Tingfeng handed over a skewer of grilled fish and asked softly: "Xiao Wan is suspicious. Is the lady you saved the first queen?" "Yeah." Ye Wanlan pinched his eyebrows, "The timeline is a bit coincidental, and when I treated her just now, her physical strength was obviously inconsistent with the situation shown."


    "Since my uncle was not killed by Beirut when he was born, the former queen may indeed be alive." Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "The former queen and queen are smart and wise, and may not be unable to escape."


    "I know." Ye Wanlan nodded, "That''s why I will continue to treat her tomorrow."


    "Beirut wanted to kill the former queen and queen back then, not just because of language." Yan Tingfeng''s voice was faint, "It was also because the former queen and queen were too prestige, which made him have the intention to kill."


    Ye Wanlan smiled coldly: "I don''t deserve to be a father, a husband, and I don''t deserve to be the king of a country."


    "Beiru certainly didn''t know that the previous queen was still alive, otherwise he had already taken action." Yan Tingfeng said in a deep voice, "Xiao Wan, if she was indeed the previous queen, we must protect her."


    "The day of prophecy is getting closer. Can you guarantee that Beirut will not be in a hurry to jump over the wall?" Ye Wanlan''s eyes narrowed slightly, "He may not have noticed that prophecy was driven forward by himself."


    This is the horror of prophecy.


    Even if you want to avoid prophecy or erase all possibilities that can make prophecies come true, this will actually make prophecies come true.


    In any case, only the predictions will occur.


    Yan Tingfeng heard this and murmured: "Are people being pushed forward by fate..."


    Rong Shi’s predictions never made any mistakes.


    He lowered his head and looked at his hands, the black patterns looming.


    He may not be able to determine the time of his death, but he can determine the way he dies.


    At least, he will die worthy even if he dies.


    **


    On the second day, Ye Wanlan went to treat Mrs. Huaixi as promised.


    After applying the injection, she looked up and said, "Madam only needs to take the medicine on time. After seven days, the condition will be cured."


    "The miracle doctor is really a god." The maid was ecstatic, "and even the stubborn disease that has been in trouble for more than 40 years can be cured."


    Mrs. Huaixi also felt that her body was full of blood and blood. She stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Wanlan: "Thank you again for your help. Although I said I would not give back, I must repay you."


    Ye Wanlan suddenly looked up and asked word by word: "I dare to ask that the wife is the former king and the queen, and the northern palace is Xinyi."


    “Swish!”


    Before he could finish his words, a short sword had already crossed Ye Wanlan''s throat.


    The blade is sharp and the cold light flashes at the tip of the sword.


    Although Mrs. Huaixi has been seriously ill for more than 40 years, her skills have not diminished at all.


    Where did she pull out this dagger? It was so fast that even the maid couldn''t see clearly.


    Mrs. Huaixi''s hand only needs a little force and one inch forward to easily cut Ye Wanlan''s throat.


    "Don''t move!" Her expression turned cold in an instant, "I''m not a kind person, and I''ve also been infected with several lives on my hands."


    Ye Wanlan looked calm and did not show any fear. Instead, he smiled: "Aren''t the people killed by Queen Beitang all evil people? These people should be killed."


    Mrs. Huaixi''s eyes changed: "You, who are you?!"


    Under her gaze, Ye Wanlan raised his hand and slowly took off the human skin mask from his face. (End of this chapter)