Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 82 - The Mystery of the Dragon and Phoenix

She suddenly remembered what Dugu Wu had said earlier.

“He is my son.”

The Dugu Xiaojin they had found had heterochromia, yet her Jinjin didn’t…

“What’s going on?”

Feng Bailing was anxiously pondering; Dugu Xiaojin’s appearance was highly abnormal, as if… he was suffering from a split personality.

Dugu Wu’s eyes were serene, his mind rapidly flipping through memories, returning to that night.

It was three years ago, in the twelfth lunar month in Great Chu, the north wind biting.

Just past 11 p.m., at the burial ground outskirts, even the soil was frozen stiff.

In such weather, even hungry ground mice wouldn’t venture out to seek food.

Yet at this time, this place was swarming with snakes, thick as buckets to as thin as chopsticks, vivid in colors, hundreds of venomous snakes hissing, coiled around.

Among them, the largest century-old python was carefully curled up, with a bloodstained infant swaddle wrapped in its midst.

Not far away, there was a corpse.

Its bones had been crushed into mush by the snake, turning it into meat paste, making it impossible to recognize its face.

Hiss—Sword lights flashed, and several venomous snakes were sliced into segments, two tall figures appeared out of nowhere, ghostlike.

The swordsman was Feng Wan; he was accompanying Grandfather back to Chu City tonight, hearing that the Crown Princess Consort was due to give birth.

“Grandfather, there’s a dead infant.”

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Feng Wan exclaimed lightly.

In the deep winter, so many snakes gathering in the wild was unusual.

The two were passing through the burial ground as a shortcut, and unexpectedly encountered a dead infant.

This area was desolate, without any dwellings, likely the child of a poor family passing through to escape famine, born and dead soon after, discarded here.

The swaddle moved slightly, the faint cry of the infant breaking the night’s tranquility.

The infant was still alive.

Feng Wan felt it strange, took a step forward which would have been fine if unmoved, but that startle stirred the snakes, and the Green Python raised its head.

Its body’s snake patterns shifted, forming layers of hard scales, spitting a tongue flicker at Feng Wan, a puff of venomous mist sprayed from its mouth, giving off a powerful deterrent.

Obviously, it did not want the two men to approach.

A cold sneer.

Dugu Wu strode forward, his long legs taking him past Feng Wan.

In the darkness, his features deep and mysterious, his one gold, one blue eyes, met the Green Python’s eyes.

It was as if struck by lightning, shocked by the aggressive aura emanating from him, the Green Python’s scales recoiled.

The surrounding snakes dispersed wildly, receding like a tide, leaving only the bloodstained swaddle.

That Green Python was clearly no ordinary creature, a faint Wenhua Seal-like glow at its forehead, perhaps about to become a sentient being.

Feng Wan relieved, stepped forward to pick up the infant, hesitating whether to hand it over to his master.

Grandpa dislikes nothing more than unclean things.

Dugu Wu glanced at the swaddling clothes, his sexy Adam’s apple rolled.

“Ugly.”

The swaddling clothes were stained with blood, tattered and torn, and inside, the skin of the child was wrinkled, tiny, with closed eyes, crying silently, seeming ready to breathe his last at any moment.

Whose child could it be, so weak and ugly.

Dugu Wu frowned.

Thunder roared, a purple lightning streaked across, splitting the heavy black night sky.

After the night sky was torn apart, unexpectedly, auspicious red clouds appeared, continuously changing, yet in the sky lurked a giant dragon roaming the sea of clouds and a Phoenix soaring high.

As if frightened by this spectacle, there suddenly came a loud cry, the previously cat-like crying infant, suddenly opened his mouth and cried loudly, and his previously shut eyes also opened.

One gold and one blue heterochromatic eyes stunned the two men present.

When the dragon and Phoenix spectacle dissipated, the infant’s heterochromatic eyes gradually vanished, leaving behind big, fearless, black eyes staring at Dugu Wu.

Dugu Wu stared at the male infant in the swaddling clothes feeling an indescribable sensation in his heart, an unprecedented feeling, his lips quivered.

“Take him back.”

Memories of the past retreated like a tide.

Several screams were then heard, several guards had their limbs severed by Dugu Xiaojin.

With heterochromia, Dugu Xiaojin acted swiftly and ruthlessly, with a sinister smile on his lips, that little face emitting a strange glow.

“Summon the archers.”

A young man in reddish attire stepped forward, indeed the Eldest Prince, Dongfang Cheng.

Dongfang Li had been punished to clean the Cold Palace, these few days the Commander of Imperial Army was temporarily managed by the Eldest Prince.

He had been observing coldly earlier, seeing Dugu Xiaojin’s ruthless moves, where over a dozen guards were no match for him, he was greatly shocked.

Thinking that Dugu Wu had become disabled, the princes could rest easy.

Unexpectedly, picking up a son at random, he too was extraordinarily skilled.

At just three years old, capable of forcing back over a dozen royal guards, a future threat once grown.

In the darkness, numerous archers already in place with arrows drawn, bows gleaming coldly aimed at Dugu Xiaojin.

“Who dares touch my son!”

Dugu Wu shouted loudly.

The archers trembled, all exchanging looks.

“Prince Wu, if we don’t kill him, others may get hurt. I’m doing it for everyone’s good, kill him!”

Dongfang Cheng coldly smirked, with a wave of his hand, he was about to command the archers to shoot.

Dugu Xiaojin’s form suddenly shifted, leaping forward, his body boneless, wrapping around Dongfang Cheng.

Dongfang Cheng tried to break free, but Xiaojin was too slippery, climbing up and down, leaving him unable to resist effectively.

The imperial garden was in chaos.

Emperor Yongye also hurried over, and upon seeing the scene, especially Dugu Xiaojin’s heterochromatic eyes, Emperor Yongye’s expression drastically changed.

“Grandpa, Dugu Xiaojin has gone mad, he wants to kill us!”

Dongfang Jin, seeing the carnage, ran to Emperor Yongye, crying out in fear.

“Dugu, restrain him.”

Emperor Yongye glanced at Dugu Wu; in the scene, only Dugu Wu could restrain Xiaojin.

Dugu Wu’s eyes were deep, meeting Emperor Yongye’s, he did not move.

He actually dared to defy!

Anger surged in Emperor Yongye’s eyes.

“Xiaojin!”

At the critical moment, someone cleared the crowd and rushed forward.