"Master, hurry up and tell me!" Bei Ming Haotian had reached his limit.
"Tian'er, don't worry too much. Yan'er is fine, it's just that..."
"But what? Venerable One, please tell me quickly!" Sima Jiaorong asked while wiping away her tears.
"Your Excellency, please speak quickly!" Nangong Yuze urged.
"Sigh, what can I, an old man, say about this?" Tian Nanxing stroked his beard and sat down in a chair.
"Master!" Bei Ming Haotian shouted angrily, having reached his limit.
"Alright, alright, brat, I'll tell you." Tian Nanxing glared at Bei Minghaotian; he had never seen him so anxious, not even when Bei Minghaotian was sick.
"Yan'er's body is very strange. She was hit by Wuguzi's palm, but not only was she unharmed, it also opened up her meridians. Isn't that strange?"
Tian Nanxing stared at them with his small eyes. He had lived for almost a hundred years and had never encountered anything so strange.
"So, Yan'er can start cultivating in the future?"
Sima Jiaorong asked excitedly. Her daughter's inability to cultivate spiritual energy had always been a pain in her heart. She didn't wish for anything else, only that her daughter would have the ability to protect herself.
"I don't know. It depends on Yan'er's condition in the future. The most important thing is that Yan'er has been poisoned by Xiaohun San, which is a more potent drug than Xiaohun Potion. I, this old man, have no way to cure this poison. You should know the antidote even if I don't tell you."
Tian Nanxing was furious. That damned Wuguzi was so cruel to a sixteen-year-old girl.
Tian Nanxing's words left everyone speechless.
"How could this happen?" Sima Jiaorong slumped to the ground, her eyes filled with pain as she looked at her silent daughter on the bed. She shouldn't have let Yan'er come out.
"Beautiful face".
"Mother."
"Mother, don't worry too much, there will always be a way."
Nangong Ruichen tried to comfort her, but his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe. Yan'er... He had doubts about the relationship between Yan'er and the Demon Lord and planned to observe for a while before making a decision, but he never expected things to happen so suddenly.
"This is like a bolt from the blue! I, Sima Jiaorong, have never done anything immoral in my life. Why should my daughter suffer like this?" Sima Jiaorong was so angry that she felt weak all over and sobbed in pain.
“Jiao Rong…”
Nangong Yuze also closed his eyes in pain, unwilling to accept this reality.
“I say, Madam! Yan’er can be saved, so don’t be too sad. Tian’er and Yan’er are in love, so saving Yan’er is not difficult at all. Anyway, the fate between Yan’er and Tian’er is preordained by heaven, and they will be husband and wife sooner or later.”
Tian Nanxing seized the opportunity, thinking it was a good chance to save himself and his senior brother from worrying.
"this……."
Sima Jiaorong stopped crying, suddenly looked up at Bei Ming Haotian, and suddenly remembered the jade pendant.
"Chen'er, help your mother up."
"Yes, Mother."
The brothers Nangong Ruichen and Nangong Jingqi each helped Sima Jiaorong up. Sima Jiaorong hesitated, but still walked to Beiming Haotian's side, her gaze falling on the jade pendant at Beiming Haotian's waist.
Bei Ming Haotian looked at Sima Jiaorong's actions with suspicion. At this moment, he didn't think much about it. What he cared about was that he had to save Yan'er no matter what. He wouldn't let any other man hurt Yan'er.
"Is the jade pendant at your waist your own, or...?"
"A jade pendant?" Bei Ming Haotian seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly lowered his head and grasped the jade pendant in his hand.
After a long pause, she said painfully, "This jade pendant was given to me by my mother on my ninth birthday. My mother said that it is an ancestral jade pendant of their Sima family."
"Your mother's surname is also Sima?"
Sima Jiaorong's face was filled with undisguised excitement. She excitedly grabbed Bei Ming Haotian's hands, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him expectantly. However, Bei Ming Haotian was wearing a mask, so she could not see the expression on his face.
"That's right, my mother's name is Jiaoru."
Bei Ming Haotian had a vague idea of what was going on, but given his current mood, he couldn't get excited at all.
Nangong Ruichen and Nangong Jingqi looked at their mother with utter confusion.
Nangong Yuze had guessed the general idea.
Tian Haoze stood silently to the side, without saying a word.
"Sima Jiaorong, Sima Jiaoru, what is the relationship between you two?"
Tian Nanxing couldn't sit still any longer. He bent over and looked at Sima Jiaorong, then at Bei Ming Haotian.
"Of course we're related. Sima Jiaoru is my older sister, Sima Jiaorong."
Suddenly, Bei Ming Haotian froze and stared at her. No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity the moment he saw her; it turned out that she resembled his mother somewhat.
"Oh, oh, my goodness, so your mother still has family? Oh my! Fate really does bring people together. Look, you have relatives again!"
Tian Nanxing patted Bei Minghaotian on the shoulder, genuinely happy for him.
The brothers Nangong Ruichen and Nangong Jingqi exchanged a quick glance. How could such a coincidence happen again? They had always thought their mother was an orphan, and she had never mentioned her background.
Sima Jiaorong took out a jade pendant that was exactly the same as Bei Minghaotian's. She took the jade pendant from Bei Minghaotian's hand and put them together. A phoenix appeared on the jade pendant, and each jade pendant had a character on it: Ru and Rong.
Bei Ming Haotian stared at the jade pendant in disbelief. As for his mother's background, he had heard about it from her...
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