Everyone relaxed after hearing this. Caroline clearly saw that His Majesty's tense body was slightly loose.

He held the little prince's arm and took a few inches into his arms involuntarily, making the little prince closer to his chest.

It seems that only in this way can your Majesty truly feel the existence of Your Highness.

Murphy walked forward a few steps with his body hunched over, stretching out his thin hands:

"Your Majesty, give me your Highness."

Xiu subconsciously turned sideways, not letting Murphy's hand touch his daughter in his arms.

Caroline's nerves suddenly became tense.

Over the years, since the little prince's mother lost her life due to Murphy Yin's blood transfusion technique,

The relationship between His Majesty and Murphy Yinxia has always been at a freezing point.

When the two met, the attendants and Lingshou around were careful and cautious.

Caroline knew very well that His Majesty wanted to kill Murphy Yinxia many times to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But for some reason, His Majesty can tolerate so many years.

Murphy Yinxia was not as afraid of His Majesty as other elves. He stayed away from the hustle and bustle and lived in this remote courtyard.

Murphy sighed when he saw this:

"Your Majesty, you really should let go of your guard. It's too tiring to live like this."

Caroline felt a little sore when she heard this.

Isn't that true? Your Majesty has lived too tiring over the years.

He did not trust anyone, even those old servants who had followed him for a hundred years.

Now his life is his life, and he can't hand over his highness with peace of mind.

Even though he knew, only Murphy Yinxia could cure the eyes of His Highness.

Xiu stood in the snow with his daughter in his arms for a moment. The snowflakes fell on his thick eyelashes and melted in the corners of his eyes again in a blink of an eye.

He handed his daughter to Murphy with a hard time, and his voice was even more bone-than-than-Shindoling's coldest Yash Mountains:

"Don't have any accidents, otherwise the new and old accounts will be settled together!"

Murphy lowered her head as the Great Yin.

She once mocked this king for overestimating his ability and wanted to overthrow the already prosperous and prosperous elf empire with his own strength.

She was also afraid of hating him, hating him by any means, and obeying him lip service,

Fear of his cruelty and cruelty to his compatriots.

But so many years have passed, Murphy has seen the ability and ability of this king.

Xin Duoling can only be in charge.

Murphy believed him, but at the same time he felt sorry for him.

Because this man has nothing but the power and status he now has.

"Don't worry, your Majesty."

......

The cookies were awakened by the heat.

She felt herself thrown in a huge bathhouse, surrounded by hot steam.

Moreover, the fragrance is refreshing, and it is spinning back and forth on the tip of her nose, as if wandering in a sea of ​​unknown flowers.

"You wake up, come and sit up."

An old and kind voice sounded in my ears.

Cookie thought that this should be the grandmother Murphy that Papa mentioned. He could tell that he was a kind old man by listening to the voice.

Cookie groped to the edge of the bath, sat upright, and asked:

"You are Grandma Murphy, aren't you?"

Murphy, who was spilling medicinal wine by the pool, was stunned when he heard this:

"Who taught you to call my grandma?"

"Papa, he said that after seeing you, my eyes will be fine."

After speaking, Cookie touched her eyes and was surprised to find that her eyes were back.

But I still couldn't see anything, and Gui Chenxing didn't respond.

Murphy stepped forward and grabbed her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, you'll see it in a while, don't worry."

Cookie nodded and suddenly looked up and asked:

"Grandma Murphy, have you known me Papa for many years? When I heard that I Papa mentioned you, I didn't want to call you Yin Xia like another elves, and when Caroline heard you, she also had a familiar tone."

Murphy felt that the little prince was too clever. A little bit of different names could make her think of so many things.

"Yes, I have known each other for many years. I still know your mother. When your mother was there, she often came to me to ask for flower seeds. She liked the "scales" in our yard very much. Every time she came, she would ask for some to go back and plant them for fun."

When talking about the past, Murphy also started talking.

"What happened later?" Cookie liked to hear these past events the most and asked.

"Later, after your mother gave birth to you, she rarely left the palace. Your Majesty did not let her come out, and she took you and your daughter very much. So she often asked someone to come and bring her some other flower plantings so that she could pass the time during her confinement."

"I didn't see your mother again when you were over three years old. She was holding you-"

Speaking of this, Murphy's words suddenly got stuck and could not continue.

When Cookie heard what she said well, she suddenly stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Keep talking."

Murphy sat by the bathhouse and touched the cookie's black hair:

"At that time, your face was covered with the totem birthmarks of the blood elf, and your hair was not black, it was just like His Majesty, white and shining."

Cookie was stunned, and Murphy continued:

"That time, Your Majesty personally sent you mother and daughter to me. My little prince, I don't like it. You really shouldn't have been born. Your Majesty's bloodline is too domineering. Even if you survived at that time, you will die suddenly due to the disordered bloodline as you grow older."

"At that time, His Majesty took you to find many elves Yin Xia. The only solution I came up with was to change your blood, either to become a purebred human or a purebred blood elves."

"And blood exchange must sacrifice one of the parents."

The cookie said in a slight voice: "So my mother secretly found you with Papa on her back and exchanged her life for me."

Murphy unbuttoned the ribbon on her eyes: "She loves you very much. His Majesty begged her at that time... That was the first time I saw His Majesty begging someone so humbly, but your mother finally chose you."

The cookie lay beside the bathhouse, enduring it and enduring it, but still couldn't help but burst into tears.

Qu Tian is the scar in her heart. It hurts every time and will never heal.

Murphy leaned over her shoulder:

"So you have to live well and be better for you Papa. He has been in such a difficult life over the years and has been losing it all the time."

It’s better to never get it from the beginning.

......

For the next four or five days, cookies would go to a fragrant medicinal bath every day.

After soaking, I would sit in the small flower room in Grandma Murphy's yard for the rest of the time to rest.

Grandma Murphy said that the flowers she planted were all spiritual.

As for what spirituality is, cookies don’t know.

But she could feel her eyes regaining consciousness bit by bit, and her body was gradually accepting these eyes that had been taken away.

Papa is very busy every day, but he still takes a lot of time to come to Murphy's house to accompany her.
Chapter completed!