After rebirth, the daughter of the genius doctor went crazy

He narrowed his sharp eyes, three parts elegant, three parts noble, and four parts sharp, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. She was as clear as water, calm as a mountain, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and her smiling face concealed wisdom.

"Tell me, what are the conditions?"

After a long time, Mo Lishang chose to compromise. Her pride was nothing compared to the survival of tens of thousands of people.

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes. If it weren't for Deyilou's years of investigation on the Fairy Demon Lady, he would never have believed that the daughter of General Mo Da of Da Zhao was the Fairy Demon Lady who was feared by everyone and feared by ghosts in the world. But how could the world know that although she was called the Fairy Demon Lady, she could also be compassionate!

Her sharp blade can be shot out ruthlessly but it is aimed at the enemy! Her mercy can be unlimited but it is only for her relatives and her subordinates! She can kill people for her self-esteem, and she can also bury her pride for the people she cares about!

What kind of woman is she, in such an awkward position, yet possessing such a contradictory personality? Yet she is so...attractive to him...

"What? Haven't you made up your mind yet?"

Noticing the wandering look in the man's eyes, Mo Lishang slightly opened her red lips and sneered.

"Haha, Miss Mo is really a straightforward person. There is only one condition: use your influence to help King Chen ascend to the throne!"

He was suddenly shocked and pulled his thoughts back. He was wandering again! He didn't expect that since he met her, he had actually gone off the track...

"Oh?" Mo Lishang raised his eyebrows and did not comment. His almond eyes flickered slightly and he asked softly, "Why?"

"With Miss Mo's intelligence, how could she not know?" He smiled and asked instead of answering.

"If I were smart, I wouldn't be here arguing with you."

She glanced at him lightly and changed the subject easily.

Of course she understood his intention, because Prince Qing's power could not be ignored whether in the opposition or in the court. Compared with Prince Chen, he had a 60% chance of winning. In addition, the old emperor was determined to support him. Even if Prince Chen was unwilling, he would have to give up the fight in the end because he was unable to do so.

But if Mo Lisha finds a way to support King Chen, the situation will be completely reversed immediately. With the two major underworld forces behind Mo Lisha and Mo Wen's court power involved, King Qing and King Chen will immediately become rivals, and King Chen will even immediately surpass King Qing. King Qing had already grasped the victory, but it was lost in an instant. He will certainly not be willing to accept it, and a fight between these two tigers is natural!

What's more, Prince Chen is even more ruthless and vicious than Prince Qing. Once he comes to power after the baptism of blood, he will surely kill Prince Qing to prevent future troubles. But Prince Qing will never sit still and wait for death. By then, there will be killings and corpses everywhere, and he may even divide the Dazhao Kingdom into two.

And the person who reaps the benefits is Xi Qin!

It's enough to understand these words in your heart, but you can't say them out loud. But why is the man so sure that she will still agree to him even though she knows that it will cause the country to fall apart?

Could it be that he...

No, that wouldn’t happen. Her rebirth is simply a supernatural legend, and no one would know about it!

"Supporting King Chen, huh? Okay, deal."

Her eyes twinkled and she agreed readily.

Does he think she is a fool?

Would you be willing to marry him?

She would support Prince Chen, because she wanted him to climb to the highest point and fall to the lowest point, but she would never let the battle for the throne spread to the common people. This power struggle in the palace should be born in the palace and end in the palace! She wanted to control the battle for power in the royal family without bloodshed!

"Miss Mo is indeed a quick-witted person. Such a gentleman's words of advice are so powerful that they cannot be reversed."

He suddenly threw off the quilt and stood up. When she turned her head, the curtains fluttered, and countless brocades were flying, like a rainbow across the sky. When they saw each other again, he was completely wrapped in a strange robe. Although it revealed some strange aura, it did not conceal his noble temperament at all.

He smiled with a clear voice, like the moon in the wind, and his clothes fluttered in his every move, and he was free and elegant...

Although she had never seen Jimo Li, she knew that his appearance would definitely not be inferior to Jimo Li!

Is it possible that Western Qin is home to many evildoers?

While she was daydreaming, he took off an iron ring from his finger and placed it on the table and said solemnly: "This is a token of the president of the Youzhou Chamber of Commerce. Please keep it properly."

After saying this, he laughed arrogantly and disappeared into the night like a fox, disappearing in an instant.

From afar, her clear, bell-like voice resounded through the night sky: "Someone, throw away all the quilts on the bed..."

His feet paused slightly, his eyes were still clear in the starry night, emitting a cold light like a knife. An evil smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly:

"We'll see each other soon..."

In the early morning, birds were singing and insects were buzzing. The sun shone through the mist, lightly sprinkling dots of light and casting a glow on the ground. There were pavilions and towers everywhere in the general's mansion, and the carved beams and embroidered windows were mostly hidden among the vines and ancient trees. If you looked closely, you could vaguely see countless dragons sitting on the eaves.

In Lengxiang Courtyard, there is green grass, branches and leaves, clusters of flowers everywhere, and vines and creepers everywhere, entwined and intertwined. In front of the gate, the small artificial lake is flanked by green willows, waving their delicate leaves.

Prince Chen Tong Yeming came all the way under the guidance of Rushi. When he looked up, he saw the three words "Lengxiangyuan" flashing on the full moon lintel covered with vines. Through the lintel, he could see thousands of green bamboos hidden inside. When he listened carefully, he could faintly hear the sound of a gurgling stream.

He came here in a hurry last night, but he didn't expect to see such a beautiful scenery in Mo Lishang's courtyard. While he stopped and strolled, a stream of clear water flowed in from the depths of the bamboo forest. Fish were swimming in the water, and there were small flowers dotted on the shore, with petals flying. The wind blew past, rolling up the sky full of broken clouds, making him feel in a trance. This was like a fairyland on earth.

I couldn't help but feel a little excited. I wondered why Mo Lishang had asked someone to invite her after one night? Did she change her mind?

Thinking of Mo Lishang and the Fairy Demon Girl, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Your Highness, please wait in the outer courtyard. I will go and invite the young lady."

Rushi's polite voice interrupted his meditation and he couldn't help but laugh.

When did he become like a young boy with his head filled with unrealistic dreams?

Who is Mo Lishang? If she didn't scheme against him, he should be happy! But he was still jumping for joy...

He leaned forward, and with his bony fingers he gently picked up a rose with dewdrops in its stamens. The dewdrops rolled on the velvety petals, shining brightly as they moved back and forth. Tong Yeming couldn't help but think of Mo Lishang's pair of eyes as bright as stars, and the sharpness and wisdom hidden in those eyes...

Unfortunately, such beautiful eyes and smart mind are destined not to be possessed by him.

A faint bitterness rose to his lips, and his fingers clenched tightly. The crisp sound of breaking branches seemed a little abrupt in this empty courtyard...

"Prince Chen is in a good mood, enjoying the flowers here early in the morning..."

Mo Lisha's voice was filled with knowing indifference. It came from far away and was so vague that it made him feel embarrassed for a moment. She always appeared so timely!

"Beautiful flowers go with beautiful women."

After calming himself down, Tong Yeming smiled, facing the morning glow in the sky, with a proud and graceful figure, his black hair flying like satin. He strode forward and handed the bright and colorful flower to Mo Lishang.

Today, Mo Lishang was wearing a white silk robe made of silk brocade. Her black hair was tied up in a bun, and pinned with several short purple jade hairpins. Although her face was not stunningly beautiful, it was pretty and pleasant, with a unique ethereal aura. If she added this flower, how charming and evil she would be!

Under the morning mist and light hail, the sky was filled with haze. Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar scene emerged in my mind...

A rose was hidden in her hair. She smiled softly and walked towards him slowly, her red lips slightly parted:

"My Lord, is it okay for me to dress like this?"

"Li'er is the most beautiful no matter how she dresses..."

He held her in his arms with a smile, her warmth and fragrance intoxicated him, and he felt that having her in his life was enough...

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and her smile suddenly became transparent, and her body became extremely light, so light that she could not be caught like the wind. She left his arms like a kite and slowly floated into the air. He looked up in panic, but saw her transparent face. That face suddenly changed. It was no longer Mo Lishang's face, but it still made him feel familiar as if he was in another world!

He instinctively rushed forward, stretched out his hand with all his strength, and shouted:

"Li'er..."

The skirt was torn apart decisively, and she flew quickly into the bright sunshine, getting farther and farther away. He felt powerless all over, and a piece of cloth was left in his hand, fluttering in the wind...

"Li'er..."

There was desperate fear in his eyes, and he was frozen in place.

"Your Majesty!"

At this time, her voice was cold and mocking, waking him up from his nightmare. He was shocked to find that Mo Lishang was actually very close to him. The cold sarcasm in her eyes shot straight into his eyes. There was no tenderness in those eyes as a woman, only indifference and coldness. The only thing was that there was a trace of pain and desolation in the corner of her eyes that he had no time to put away...

Who was it? Who broke her heart and made her so miserable?

The surprise of regaining what he had lost made him unable to care about the irony in her eyes. His heart was still twitching with pain for her pain! He rushed over and held her small hand with his big hand, and whispered with tears in his eyes:

"Fortunately, you are still here..."

"Your Majesty has overstepped the boundaries."

Mo Lishang glanced at him indifferently, withdrew his hand without a trace, and passed by him as elegantly as the wind, leaving behind a scene of melancholy and frustration.

Tong Yeming was slightly stunned, looked down at the warmth in his hand and suddenly disappeared, then he withdrew it with a wry smile, looked at the flower on his fingertips, sighed secretly, and put it in his sleeve.

He must be crazy. He actually lost his mind because of a momentary illusion. He actually felt sad and painful because of an unfounded situation. When did he become so sentimental?

When did he become so sentimental? Didn't he claim to be ruthless and heartless? Wasn't he good at withholding his emotions? Wasn't he a man who looked at the world with a smile and made plans?

But why, seeing her in pain, did his heart feel as if it were pierced by a sharp knife and pierced his bones?

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at her in confusion: Why did he always feel moved by Mo Lishang, who was so ordinary in appearance, as if he had known her for a thousand years and had a closeness engraved in his bones and blood?

Mo Lishang's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the flowers hidden in his sleeves, and a lonely smile bloomed on his lips: "Thank you, King Chen, but I am allergic to flowers."

Hearing her words, he angrily threw the flowers on the ground, waved his sleeves, walked to the pavilion in the yard, and sat down proudly.

Glancing coldly at the strewn red, she sighed with regret:

"It's a pity for this beautiful flower to be withered before its blooming period. Comparing flowers to people, my heart is filled with sorrow..."

The faint sigh concealed a deeper meaning, which shocked Tong Yeming. He stared at her sharply and said in a deep voice:

"Did Miss Mo invite me here just to discuss the blooming and falling of flowers?"

"I dare not, but I felt something when I saw the prince's ruthless destruction of the flowers."

Mo Lishang walked gracefully with lotus steps, her slender waist twisting slightly, revealing infinite charm. With an expression that could not tell whether she was happy or angry, she looked like a demon or a fairy, making it impossible to figure out what was going on.

"Miss Mo, do you think that I can't even pick a flower?"

Tong Yeming asked back sharply, venting the frustration in his heart.

"Your Highness, you are worrying too much. You can pick as many flowers as you want in the capital."

Mo Lishang lowered his head and took a sip of tea, revealing a snow-white, creamy neck, which made Tong Yeming's throat move.

"What about the wild?"

With a raised eyebrow, he turned his head away as if to conceal his mistake, casually picked up the teapot on the table, made himself a cup of water, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His every move was indescribably noble and his demeanor was dignified.