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She opened her eyes and saw that the fierce Senior Servant Li from before was lying on the ground with an expressionless face, looking as if he had lost consciousness for a moment. She didn't know why this had happened, but when she raised her head to look, she saw that there was another figure standing in front of her.

"I was entrusted by someone to rescue Madam Zhuang. "I almost came late, please forgive me." Seeing that the woman had raised her head and discovered him, the man immediately cupped his fist and bowed apologetically.

Since the person had called the woman Lady Zhuang, he naturally knew the woman's true identity. That's right, this woman was the wife of Zhao Shuo from the Jin Dynasty, Zhuang Ji. However, after fifteen years, apart from the few old officials who had personally experienced that disaster, no one knew or cared about whether there was still a person called Zhuang Ji. However, this seemingly handsome young master was able to reveal his true identity with a single sentence. This caused Zhuang Ji to be astonished.

"Who exactly is this young master? I am not related to you, so why would he save me?" Even though the young master saved her life, facing this uninvited guest, not only did Zhuang Ji not hurriedly thank him for saving her life, she instead asked him a question first.

"I have already said that I was entrusted by someone to save Madam and have frightened her." As the handsome young master spoke, he cupped his fists towards Zhuang Ji once again, performing the ceremony of meeting.

"My clan has long been wiped out. I wonder what kind of kindness I would receive from someone who isn't related to me?" Even though Zhuang Ji had heard the young master's explanation, she still didn't quite believe him. This was because even Senior Servant Li, who had accompanied her for so many years, had betrayed her.

When the Young Master saw that there were still doubts from Zhuang Ji, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He smiled and said to Zhuang Ji, "Does Madam still remember the words that were entrusted to her?"

When she heard those words, Zhuang Ji's face immediately turned pale with fright. Her face was full of shock, and even her words were a bit incoherent as she asked the young master, "You … Who exactly are you? "

Then why was Zhuang Ji so surprised? It turned out that her husband, Zhao Shuo, had told her before his execution. In the past, when Mrs Zhao was murdered, Zhuang Ji was already pregnant. Under the circumstances where the adulterer Tu Shiya was unaware, Zhuang Ji might still have a chance to give birth to her baby. Therefore, Zhao Shuo said this, with the intention of instructing Zhuang Ji that if the Zhao Family had survived, the woman would teach her the art of literature, and the man would teach him the art of martial arts to avenge the Zhao Family. Sure enough, the emperor did not disappoint, and Zhuang Ji gave birth to a man, who was secretly sent out of the palace by Gongsun Dou and Cheng Shen.

However, Zhuang Ji didn't know anything about what had happened after that. She had only heard that Cheng's baby sold himself as the owner of the house for the sake of saving his own life by selling out Gongsun Dou and letting his son fall into the hands of Slaughterer Jia. Ever since she had heard about this news, she had been completely heartbroken and had become somewhat foolish, no longer willing to speak any more with strangers. The only thing she could do was to take out the corner of the mattress that she had pulled from Wu'er's cradle that year, and quietly think about it. That was the reason why she had such a happy and worried scene from before.

After hearing Zhuang Ji's surprised inquiry, the Young Noble already knew the reason behind it, and he was sure that the person in front of him was the surviving Madame of the Zhao Family, Zhuang Ji. Thus, he organized his words and told her, "I am the son of the Mo Family, Jing Ke.

Indeed, this handsome young master was just as he reported, it was the Mo family's Jing Ke without a doubt. After arranging everything with Han Jue, he went to the Moon Gazing Palace overnight to investigate, and coincidentally bumped into the scene of Zhuang Ji, Yue Si'er. At that time, he was quite certain that this woman was the wife of the Zhao family, Zhuang Ji, and just as he was about to appear for the reunion, he coincidentally saw Senior Servant Li tiptoeing out of the door, holding a three meter long white silk in her hands.

"Mo family's Jing Ke? Hidden Mountain Su Dynasty? for flesh and blood to come together? " Although Jing Ke had introduced himself, Zhuang Ji was still confused, frowning and confused.

"Oh," Jing Ke saw Zhuang Ji's expression, only then did he realize that Zhuang Ji didn't know anything about this matter, so he explained, "Madam might not have known, back then General Cheng was not like the rumors in the world, selling the master for glory, and the matter of him betraying the public grandson was also a bitter plan agreed upon by the two. And the baby who had died at the hands of Slaughterer Jia was not his wife's child, but a son of a male grandson. The two of them had been forced to put on such a show in order to deceive him. Not only had they deceived him, but they had also deceived everyone in the world. In order to keep this secret completely and ensure the safety of the orphans of the Zhao Family, he had entrusted Wu'er to someone else. He himself had committed suicide to express his remorse for his actions. The person he entrusted to me was his good friend from the same school, the Senior Su from the Hidden Mountain Range that I spoke of just now. It is precisely because of the flesh and blood relationship that Old Senior Su requested me to come here to help Madam Zhuang and Zhao Wuzi. "

"What did you say?" When Zhuang Ji heard Jing Ke's words, her reaction was the same as when Xue Lun and the others had heard the words of Su Dai. She didn't dare to believe that it was true and hurriedly asked, "You said that Cheng'er didn't sell out Gongsun Dou? The one who was killed was a male grandson, and my Wu'er is still in this world? "

"Exactly." Jing Ke responded to Zhuang Ji's question, nodding his head.

"Then where is Senior Su currently? "Where is my Wu'er?" When she heard this young master say that her son, Zhao Wuzi, was still in time, she was both surprised and happy. She couldn't control her emotions any longer and quickly grabbed Jing Ke's sleeve, asking him questions over and over again.

"Madame, please do not worry, please do not worry," Jing Ke could also understand what Zhuang Ji was doing now, so he could only support her and patiently explain, "Zhao Wuzi has already arrived in Korea and is now in a safe place, but now is not the time for you and your mother to recognize each other."

"Why is that? Since Wu'er has already arrived in Korea, why can't I acknowledge him? Could it be that young master wants to play a joke on this humble servant? " When Zhuang Ji heard that Zhao Wuzi was within reach, the anxiety in her heart had increased, so she was already burning with anxiety. However, when she heard Jing Ke say that it wasn't time yet, she couldn't care less.

I do not dare to do so, but please consider carefully, now that the evil thief has gained the favor of the King of Han, he will still be in control of the imperial government in Korea. Furthermore, the evil thief has always sent people to monitor the Madame's movements in secret, if they were to recklessly bring Zhao Wuzi into the Moon Gazing Palace, not only would it be difficult to achieve the relationship between the two of them, but it would also be detrimental to Zhao Wuzi's safety. Seeing that Zhuang Ji was enraged, Jing Ke hurriedly continued to explain.

When Zhuang Ji heard Jing Ke's words, she suddenly came to a realization. She then took advantage of the opportunity to let go of Jing Ke's sleeve and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right. Young Master is absolutely right.

After Zhuang Ji talked to herself like this for a while, she then raised her head and apologized to Jing Ke, "I clearly understood the situation, thanks to the young noble's reminder, I was just making a blunder, I hope young master will forgive me."

Seeing that Zhuang Ji had come to her senses, Jing Ke was overjoyed, and a smile spread across his face, "Madam can see the big picture, and understand the reason why, that would be for the best. "Although it is currently difficult to recognize Zhao Wuzi, I do hope that you will be at ease. As long as you stay here and take care of yourself, after three days, everything will become clear."

Although Zhuang Ji still didn't understand Jing Ke's plan, from his calm and steady voice, she could tell that this handsome young master with a face full of comfort was definitely able to help her reunite with Zhao Wuzi. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel some excitement in her heart, but she forced herself to calm down and said to Jing Ke, "Then I'll leave everything to Young Master."

"Madam, please be at ease. I will do my best." Jing Ke once again cupped his fists and promised Zhuang Ji. As he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the unconscious Senior Servant Li lying on the ground, and turned to look at Zhuang Ji, "But I still want to borrow someone from Madam."

Only now did Zhuang Ji notice Jing Ke's expression and guess his thoughts, so she replied, "Young Master wants to borrow Li mama's hand, right?"

"Heh heh, Madam is indeed wise. You've guessed correctly with a single word. That's right, it's him." Since Jing Ke's thoughts had already been guessed by Zhuang Ji, he only grinned and laughed.

"Ahh, I didn't expect Senior Servant Li to serve me for so many years, and also be the eyes and ears of a wicked thief. The heart of man is full of evil." Zhuang Ji glanced at Senior Servant Li, who was lying on the ground, and sighed several times. Then she urged Jing Ke, "However, she still has the kindness of attending to me. I hope that Young Master can spare her."

"Madam, you truly have the heart of a Buddha. For you to be willing to forgive such an adulterous disciple who wants to take your life so easily, I am truly impressed." Jing Ke, hearing that Zhuang Ji wanted to protect Senior Servant Li's life, suddenly felt that the world was a rare place, so he clasped his fists towards her to show his admiration. Then he said, "Lady Zhuang, please be at ease.

"Many thanks for Young Master's great kindness, I don't know how to repay this kindness," Zhuang Ji was extremely grateful for Jing Ke's wholehearted words. As she was saying this, she kneeled down and continued, "In the next life, I will definitely be a horse and a cow to repay Young Master's kindness!"

How could Jing Ke be willing to accept this kneeling, he hurriedly grabbed Zhuang Ji and said, "Madame, quickly, no need to do this, I am ashamed to accept this. Actually, this help was on the surface to help the Madam, but in fact it was also to help myself."

Although Zhuang Ji didn't know the meaning behind Jing Ke's words, she didn't have the mood to ask any further. Only when she heard his name again, did she remember something, and repeatedly said, "Oh, right, right, I almost forgot the name of my benefactor, the Young Master is from the Mo family —" As she just said this, because she knew that Zhao Wuzi was in too much of a hurry to return, she actually forgot the last word, so it was extended for a long time, and she wasn't able to say it out loud.

Of course Jing Ke wouldn't care about this, he only saluted to Zhuang Ji and said, "Lady Zhuang, you have given me a lot, my position is higher than mine. If you don't mind, please call me Brother Jing."

"Fine, then in the future, just call me Brother Jing."

"Then, this one will bid farewell to you and come back three days later to find Madam and bring her out of the palace."

"Yes."

Jing Ke bowed to Zhuang Ji again, then suddenly flew away in a flash. When Zhuang Ji saw how capable Jing Ke was, and how he was actually able to disappear without a trace in an instant, she was both surprised and extremely happy at the same time. This was because since this young master Jing was able to come and go without a trace, then perhaps there really was hope for the Zhao Family to face the injustice of Zhaoxue. Zhuang Ji, who had shouldered fifteen years of grievances, was finally able to relax from the bottom of her heart. She secretly made up her mind and worked hard to pretend that nothing had happened.

That was because he was already used to monopolizing the situation of the Han Dynasty by himself, and would not take into consideration that any current Han Dynasty would dare to have any plans against him. In his view, this was equivalent to opposing the King of the Wasteland, Han An. There was only one outcome, and that was that the King would have to die, and the Minister had no choice but to die.

Before this, if he still had any fear, it would be the current Marshal Han Jue. After all, he was one of the eight Imperial Lords. Before the Jin Dynasty was divided into Han, Zhao and Wei, there were Hu Dian, Zhao Dang, Xi Qu, Xun Lin Fu, Shi Hui, Xi Ke, Luan Shu, as well as the current Marshal Han of the Republic of Korea, which was known as the Jin Dynasty's Eight Saints. These Eight Sisters assisted the Jin Dynasty in dominating the Central Plains for over a hundred years, making the Jin Nation one of the most glorious kingdoms in the early stage of the war. It was precisely because Han Jue had such high achievements, coupled with the fact that Han Jue had a close relationship with Zhao Li and Zhao Fen, Tu Hong Jia had always been on guard against him. He had even planted many spies around Han Jue to keep an eye on his movements. However, what he did not expect was that ever since the Zhao Clan's branch had been eradicated by him, this former elder of the Eight Martial Saints did not seem to have any presumptuous plans or actions. Even until today, fifteen years later, he was still unknown, allowing the Jin Clan to take thirty percent, allowing the King of Han to lose consciousness, not daring to speak any words of advice. In Tu Shijia's eyes, this was clearly a compromise to the Tu Clan's government that he had mastered, so the current Tu Clan was even less likely to put anyone in his eyes, including the previous Eight Martial Saints, Marshal Han Han Han Han.