Chapter 477 Northern Territory (1)

The government officially issued a notice regarding the examination of obstetricians and gynecologists.

Lu Qingqing found a spacious place in the city to serve as a training ground for women's obstetrics and gynecology knowledge, claiming that she would select thirty people for a three-month closed-door course.

As soon as the news spread, midwives and traditional Chinese medicine practitioners from all over rushed here.

At this moment, Lu Qingqing also received a letter from Mo Lang.

We found Qingyao.

She actually ran all the way to the North!

Fortunately, Gu Chengye's territory is safe.

Lu Qingqing replied immediately...

The North.

Autumn has arrived here far too early.

The wind blew the leaves, making them swirl and float in the sky.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard.

The man in black with a cold face jumped off the carriage and took out a bag of charcoal and a tin stove.

"Please come to the store again if you need anything, I'll be going now."

The young man rushing to catch the carriage greeted him politely and then hurried away.

Mo Lang carried the things into the yard and stood outside the house.

The sound of a baby crying came from inside the house, along with a woman's helpless attempts to soothe the baby.

He silently retreated to the courtyard gate, gazing into the distance.

Not seeing any sign of them, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Although life in the North was difficult, with Gu Chengye guarding it, the area was well-governed, and wrongdoing was rare, though not entirely uncommon.

It's too dangerous for the princess to go out alone.

Just as he was about to go out to look for it, a message came from his brother.

"Brother Mo, we've found out. That woman and Consort Ning were both maids in the Shangguan household. She was jealous that Consort Ning entered the palace and became the Emperor's woman, so she lied to the princess. In fact, the princess looks quite like Consort Ning."

“We also went to your hometown to investigate. Some people who remember your mother and father said that the princess does not resemble them at all.”

"Finally, the Emperor searched the entire Fengqi Palace and found a scripture for the deceased that the Empress had personally copied. It contained the birth date and time of a baby girl: the eighth day of the fifth lunar month."

The eighth day of the fifth lunar month!

That was the day my mother gave birth to my younger sister!

It was also... the day his family was destroyed and his family perished.

The Empress gave birth to the Ninth Prince, but found a baby girl to deceive the examiners, claiming that she had given birth to a princess.

After Ning Cai gave birth to her child, she switched the Ninth Prince with the princess Ning Cai gave birth to.

In this way, the original baby girl was superfluous.

Then, the queen killed her!

That's why she felt guilty and personally wrote the sutra for the deceased!

If the princess born to Ning Caisheng had died, she would have no reason to feel guilty!

The one who died was his sister.

“We went to Yuanguang Temple to inquire, and the old abbot said that a baby girl had been given a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife. Someone had brought her to the entrance of Yuanguang Temple, and the same ritual text was stuffed in her swaddling clothes. The abbot said that the baby girl was yellow all over and died from severe jaundice.”

He was buried on the hill behind Yuanguang Temple.

He died from severe jaundice.

Such an illness could be cured even by folk doctors, yet the child died in the palace. This can only mean that no one cared about the child.

His sister was taken away and disposed of like trash.

Scriptures for salvation? Utterly hypocritical!

Mo Lang nodded, his expression unchanged.

He had been searching for so long that his initial anxiety and desperation had long since faded.

Sadness and sorrow seem to have faded away; it's just a stubborn obsession that has kept him from giving up.

Now I know.

There's no need to look for it anymore.

The person who came quietly left.

Mo Lang's heart had been empty for a long time.

Until a figure came into view.

Qingyao is back.

He was dressed in rough men's clothing, wearing a hat and wrapped up tightly, carrying bags and packages in his hands.

She looked at Mo Lang, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

He asked in a cold voice, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"Princess, did I bully you that day?"

"No!" Qingyao's voice was even colder: "I've already said it, no means no! Whether we're siblings or not, we haven't done anything that crossed the line!"

So you'd better get out of here, you're so annoying!

Mo Lang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't feel completely relaxed.

Perhaps, deep down he didn't really believe it.

"Then let me tell you, we are not siblings, it's been verified."

Mo Lang recounted what he had found out.

Qingyao was stunned for a moment. It turned out that she had been deceived by that old maid. The old maid said that Consort Ning had small eyes, a big mouth, and a wide nose.

She opened her mouth, her voice tinged with apology, "In the end, it is the royal family that has wronged you..."

"It's nothing. Can you leave now? I'll take you back to the palace."

"I'm not leaving!"

Why aren't you leaving yet?

Now that you know you're a real princess, why aren't you leaving?

Mo Lang stared at her with a cold expression.

"How dare you! I am a real princess, why do you look at me like that?"

Mo Lang: "..."

Yes, he definitely overstepped his bounds.

Quickly lower your head.

Qingyao rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and hummed in agreement:

"Although nothing actually happened between us that day, we did have physical intimacy. I touched you, and you touched me. How can I feel at ease about this afterward?"

Mo Lang froze.

Suddenly, I remembered the scars I had seen before.

"I would gladly die to atone for this..."

"What good is your death! Does death make it all disappear? A real man should take responsibility, not run away!"

Qingyao ran into the house with her things, leaving Molang standing there like a doorman.

"Sister Jingshu, I bought some red dates and goji berries to help you replenish your qi and blood."

On the simple bed, the once elegant and refined lady of Kyoto, Shen Jingshu, looked haggard, weak, and disheveled.

But her eyes still looked lovingly at the baby in her arms as she endured the pain to breastfeed.

"Qingyao, once I'm able to get out of bed in a few days, you can go back to the capital."

"Don't be silly, you must take good care of yourself during your postpartum period, or you'll suffer later."

My sister Qingqing once said, "A woman who doesn't love herself will not be loved by anyone else."

Sister Qingqing.

Although Shen Jingshu had never met Lu Qingqing, she already knew from Qingyao that she was a powerful and admirable woman.

She left the suffocating capital city because Qingyao gave her the courage.

Qingyao's change came from Lu Qingqing.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm not leaving, Mo Lang won't leave either. I'll wait for you to recover."

Shen Jingshu smiled weakly and took Qingyao's hand.

She didn't come to this harsh, cold land of the North by chance.

This place is far from the capital, and the Shen family can't find her.

My old friend Wen Qingyu is the wife of a general here. If she is in trouble, I should be able to protect her.

Suffering is nothing; I'd rather be a free wild dog than a bird in a golden cage.

But... is the child's father still alive?

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