Chapter 1117: Brother Lang easily captures the heart of the Pyongyang Princess

Soon, Gao Baozang dressed formally and respectfully went to the gate of the courtyard with his wife Cui, son Gao Nanfu, and daughter-in-law Li.

When Cui saw her daughter Gao Shuyan, tears fell like beads from a broken string. She groped in front of her body and was about to rush forward, but she stumbled. Fortunately, her daughter-in-law Li was quick to support her and prevented her from falling.

"Yan'er... my Yan'er..." Her voice was choked, and her blurred eyes tried hard to see her daughter clearly, but she could only make out a rough outline.

"Mother!" Princess Pyongyang could no longer hold back her tears. She rushed forward and grabbed Cui's hand. Her palm touched her mother's rough fingertips, and her tears fell even harder. "My daughter is back. I've come back to see you."

Gao Baozang quickly raised his hand to wipe his face, suppressing his surging emotions, and was about to kneel down with his wife and children: "Your humble servant pays homage to the Emperor and respectfully welcomes the virtuous concubine."

Everyone behind him also knelt down. Even Cui was supported by her daughter-in-law Li and was about to salute tremblingly.

"We're all family, no need to be polite." Lin Lang said expressionlessly, his voice low but full of undeniable power, "Quickly stand up."

Princess Pyongyang quickly supported her parents, her eyes reddened, "Father, King, and Mother, there's no need to be so polite."

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at her father Gao Baozang, whose hair had turned white, and smelled the alcohol on him. She knew that her father, as the king of a fallen country, must be depressed and unhappy.

Then, she turned her gaze to her brother and sister-in-law, "Brother, sister-in-law, please get up quickly."

Gao Nanfu was pulled up by Li, with no expression on his face. His hands, hanging by his sides, were quietly clenched into fists.

He suppressed his hatred and glanced at Lin Lang, wishing he could eat Lin Lang alive.

Cui, however, ignored all the etiquette and just kept pulling her daughter's hand and caressing it. She choked up and said, "Oh, my precious Yan'er has grown taller and thinner... Are you doing well over there?"

"Mother, His Majesty treats me very well, and the people of the Tang Dynasty respect me very much." Princess Pyongyang hurried to comfort her. While wiping her mother's tears, she discovered the symptoms of Cui's eye disease and felt heartbroken.

Cui said quickly, "Yan'er, please stop calling me that! 'Mother' is just an old name. Now you should call me 'Ama'."

Princess Pyongyang's tears fell down, and she asked in a choked voice, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Cui raised her hand and stroked her daughter's cheek, and replied in a trembling voice: "It's okay, Mom. As long as you are well, that's better than anything else."

Mrs. Li stood by, wiping her tears and saying, "Yan'er, grandma's right eye has been blinded by crying so much that she misses you. Now her left eye is also covered with a layer of fog, and her vision is very poor."

"Mom, wuwuwu..." Princess Pyongyang hugged Cui tightly, and her tears soaked the clothes on her mother's shoulders.

The longing and guilt accumulated over the past three years burst like a dam, turning into trembling sobs.

Cui's skinny arms hugged her daughter back, her palms patting Princess Pyongyang's back again and again, and turbid tears slid down her sunken cheeks into the folds of her neck.

"My darling daughter... Mommy touches your clothes every day, hoping that we can be reunited in her lifetime." Cui's voice was intermittent, and her nose rubbed the fragrance of her daughter's hair, as if she wanted to inhale all the warmth she had missed in the past three years into her lungs.

She groped and stroked her daughter's brow bone and nose bridge, and her fingertips finally touched the familiar tear mole in her trembling voice. Her throat suddenly choked, "Yan'er is thinner than before she got married, and her face is even pointed..."

Gao Baozang turned his face away with red eyes, staring at the dry grass in the cracks of the blue bricks with his bloodshot eyes.

After the fall of his country, he drank every day to drown his sorrows, and now his hands, clutching his sleeves, were shaking slightly.

Gao Nanfu's clenched fists creaked. Li quietly tugged at her husband's clothes, but he pushed her away.

Lin Lang stood aside, watching the scene of the mother and daughter recognizing each other. The coldness in his eyes faded a little, and he felt a little sorry for Princess Pyongyang.

Sun Yizhen stood quietly beside Lin Lang, watching the mother and daughter hugging and crying. This scene, which made anyone sad to hear it and cry to see it, was a true portrayal of the ancient palace that she could never appreciate no matter how many acting classes she took.

For actress Son Ye-jeong, this journey through ancient times is truly priceless life experience and insights.

Li looked at Cui, who was choking with tears, and handed her a handkerchief, saying sobbingly, "Mother-in-law, today is the happy day when Yan'er returns to her parents' home. Don't cry."

Cui fumbled to take the handkerchief, her fingertips touching the soft silk. She gently wiped her daughter's tears and said with a smile in her tearful eyes, "Don't cry, Yan'er. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

"Yes," Princess Pyongyang nodded with tears in her eyes, then turned to look at Lin Lang, tears in her eyes, and said earnestly: "Your Majesty, I know that you are a miracle doctor in Shanghai. Can my mother's eyes be cured?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Baozang turned around and looked at Lin Lang, obviously not believing that Lin Lang could cure the disease.

Lin Lang slowly stepped forward, looking at Cui's cataract-ridden eyes and tear-stained face, and replied, "Although my mother-in-law's eye disease is serious, I can still cure it in an instant."

"Oh..."

When Lin Lang said this, there was an exclamation at the scene.

Princess Pyongyang knelt down in front of Lin Lang and cried, "Your Majesty, please have mercy on me. Considering my filial piety, please heal my mother's eyes!"

Gao Nanfu was so angry when he saw his sister kneeling down to Lin Lang. Although he didn't show it on his face, a thousand horses were galloping through his heart.

Lin Lang hurriedly helped Princess Pyongyang up and said with a distressed look on his face, "My beloved, what are you doing? It is my duty to treat my mother-in-law's eye disease. Get up quickly."

Hearing Lin Lang's promise to cure her mother's eye disease, Princess Pyongyang immediately burst into tears and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble you, Your Majesty, to cure my mother's eyes now so that she can see clearly what I look like now."

"Okay, I promise to cure my mother-in-law's eye disease, and you also promise me not to cry."

"Yes." Princess Pyongyang nodded obediently.

Gao Nanfu didn't know that his sister had married into the Tang Dynasty and had not consummated her marriage with Lin Lang for three years. He mistakenly believed that Princess Pyongyang had forgotten the national hatred and family feuds and was trying to please Lin Lang everywhere. He was so angry that he suddenly sneered, and was silenced by Li's pinch on the waist.

Sun Yizhen stood not far away, thinking: Medical conditions in ancient times were so poor, and Cui's eye disease was obviously cataracts, which required modern Western medical surgery. What good method could Lin Lang have to restore Cui's sight immediately?

Then, Lin Lang approached Cui and raised his hand and said, "Mother-in-law, I need to place my palms on your eyes for a moment. Is that okay?"

Lin Lang asked this question because of the feudal etiquette in ancient times that men and women were not allowed to touch each other.

After hearing this, Cui did not dare to make a decision on her own. She quickly turned her head to look at Gao Baozang who was standing behind her, silently asking for his opinion.

Gao Baozang said doubtfully, "Your Majesty, please!"

After Lin Lang got the answer, he immediately triggered the [Healing Hands] skill. A layer of warm light golden light appeared on the palm of his hand, and the light seemed to flow slightly as if it had life.

He gently placed his hands over Cui's eyes.

In an instant, a warm breath seeped into Cui's eyes.

Cui only felt that the area around her eye sockets became very warm, but there was also a hint of coolness penetrating into her eyelids, and her eyes felt inexplicably comfortable.

Everyone around held their breath and concentrated, thinking that Lin Lang was playing tricks and not believing that he could miraculously cure Cui's eye disease by covering his eyes with his hands.

The corners of Cui's eyes, which were originally full of wrinkles, began to tremble slightly, and wisps of mist escaped from under her tightly closed eyelids and dissipated in the air.

Princess Pyongyang clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. She stared at her mother without blinking, praying in her heart: "I must succeed, I must let my mother see the light again..."

She felt that every second was extremely long, and her heartbeat was like a drum beating in her ears.

After a moment, Lin Lang slowly withdrew his hands and said expressionlessly, "Mother-in-law, you can open your eyes now."

Cui's heartbeat began to quicken nervously, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes cautiously like a newborn bird.

For a moment, the dazzling afternoon light made her instinctively close her eyes again, but the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes again, and tears instantly burst out.

"Oh my God! I can see with both eyes!" Cui exclaimed, covering her mouth.

The world before her eyes was no longer cloudy. The warm spring sun shone on the green bricks and tiles, and even the patterns of the copper bells on the eaves were clearly visible.

Cui turned her head tremblingly, and when her eyes fell on Princess Pyongyang, her breathing suddenly stopped.

After not seeing each other for three years, my once young daughter has now grown into a graceful young lady. The immaturity of a girl has faded from her eyes and eyebrows, and she has become more gentle and graceful.

The Goguryeo national costume made her look so beautiful. The golden hairpin in her hair swayed gently with her movements. Her tearful almond eyes coincided with the look of her as a child, crying and asking her to hold her.

"Yan'er..." Cui stumbled forward, caressing her daughter's face with trembling hands. "My Yan'er is so beautiful. Mother can finally see my precious daughter clearly!"

Princess Pyongyang looked at her mother with great joy. Her eyes, now bright again, jumped up and down with excitement, and cheered: "That's great!"

"Mom, it's so great to see your eyes have regained their luster!" Princess Pyongyang and Cui hugged each other and cried in celebration.

Gao Baozang, who was standing nearby, opened his mouth in disbelief. His Adam's apple rolled up and down for a long time before he managed to utter, "Really, you can really see it?"

Cui turned to Gao Baozang with sparkling eyes, her voice trembling, "I can really see now! It's as clear as if I've never had any eye disease!"

The daughter-in-law, Mrs. Li, was shocked, but she also cried with joy while wiping away her tears: "That's great, that's great! Grandma's eye disease is finally cured!"

Gao Nanfu's eyes widened, his pupils contracted violently, and he was completely stunned.

He could hardly believe that the scene before him was real. His heart was in turmoil. The person he had originally identified as his enemy had actually cured his mother's eye disease with incredible means. This made his hatred seem like a bucket of cold water was poured on it, and it became confused.

Princess Pyongyang bowed gratefully towards Lin Lang and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for using your divine power to cure my mother's eye disease! I have no way of repaying you, and I will serve Your Majesty wholeheartedly in the future."

Lin Lang supported Princess Pyongyang's shoulder and replied gently, "My beloved, there's no need to thank me. We are all family. It is my duty to help my mother-in-law see the light again."

Princess Pyongyang sniffed and smiled at Lin Lang. Her eyes when she looked at Lin Lang were no longer cold, but became much gentler.

Son Ye-jeong, who was standing not far away, was completely frozen in place at this moment, her jaw almost dropping to the ground in shock.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and wondered to herself: How is this possible?

There was no ultrasonic emulsification or artificial lenses in ancient times. How did Lin Lang miraculously cure Cui's eye disease?

This is simply too exaggerated!

Sun Yizhen looked at Lin Lang's calm appearance and felt that her journey through time and space might have opened the door to some incredible new world.