After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

After Tuoba Jin finished threatening, he looked at Xiao Linglang with complicated eyes.

After Xiao Linglang muttered twice, there was no more sound.

At that moment, Tuoba Jin's mood became even more complicated.

In the middle of the night, Xing Qiu was leaning against the table on the other side, watching over Xiao Linglang.

Looking at the bright moonlight on the ground, she paused, and passed on the words handed over by the Taoist nun to the man who was colder than ten thousand years of ice.

"Chang Hui wants to see you."

Tuoba Jin didn't move his eyelids, his gaze was always on Xiao Linglang who was surrounded by the doctors.

"He might be dying."

Xing Qiu said again, she looked at Tuoba Jin who didn't move, and then she lowered her eyes.

It’s better for the evildoer to die early. Seeing what Tuoba Jin is doing, he thinks going to the underworld is not fast enough and wants to ask him for help?

Tuoba Jin folded his hands and tapped them lightly with one finger.

After a while, he snapped his fingers, called the secret guards, and whispered a few words.

The secret guard looked a little puzzled, but still did as he was told.

Xing Qiu was a little far away. Although she was curious, it had nothing to do with her, so there was no need to figure it out.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, stood far away guarding the person who was said to have no tomorrow.

By the late night, several silver needles were inserted into Xiao Linglang's body, and countless precious medicinal herbs were poured into her, barely protecting her heart meridians.

"Master, we have really tried our best. Our medical skills are still lacking, and this girl's will to live is also weak. At the beginning, she could still breathe a sigh of relief, but not long ago, for some reason, this girl's breath disappeared."

A doctor pinched his sleeve, touched the sweat on his face and said tremblingly.

Tuoba Jin's eyes moved slightly. Not long ago, when the man next to him said that Chang Hui was going to die.

This means you would rather accompany Chang Hui to death than stay by his side and accompany him and the child, right?

She didn't listen to any of his explanations and took the initiative to push him away, asking him to find another partner.

In fact, she had always been thinking about Chang Hui and had never forgotten him. Even though Chang Hui was the culprit who had harmed her loved ones, she was reluctant to open her eyes.

Why are you so stubborn!

Does she understand what love is? She just accompanied Chang Hui to die.

If he had always been with her as she grew up, would she be able to love him like this? Could she love him like she did in her previous life?

Childhood sweethearts, Tuoba Jin almost bit his teeth.

He smiled sinisterly, and from the coldness of his dark robe, wisps of evil energy floated out.

I wanted to die with Chang Hui, but he wouldn't allow it!

If she had to die, she could only die for him!

"what are you doing?"

Xing Qiu looked at Tuoba Jin like a demon in the dark night, picked up Xiao Linglang who was still receiving injections, and couldn't help but panic and stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way, we want to go home."

Tuoba Jin actually responded to her in a good mood, which made Xing Qiu feel that something was wrong. She said in an uncertain voice, "Are you going to give up on her?"

"She has repeatedly ignored me because of other men and trampled on my sincerity. I am already showing mercy by not killing her."

Tuoba Jin's phoenix eyes were as deep as a lake, calm without a trace of ripples.

"If you don't save her, give her to me and I will take her to see a doctor." Xing Qiu choked and stretched out his hand.

The man smiled contemptuously, "You——"

Then he spat out coldly, "Get lost——"

Xing Qiu got up and chased after him. Just as she stepped out of the door, several people appeared in front of her, holding knives and looking at her coldly.

In the end, Xing Qiu was no match for Tuoba Jin's secret guards, and he knelt on the ground, letting his blood flow into the cracks in the floor, nourishing the flowers and plants.

……

Two years later, Mobei Royal Court.

The three-year-old Tuoba Zhao took advantage of the palace servants' negligence and rode on the four-year-old Xiao Xiaoman to sneak into the Golden Palace.

The chubby little fur and the fat big wolf made it difficult for all the civil and military officials in the court to pretend not to see it.

The little brat thought he was hiding well, so he took Xiao Xiaoman and hid from the calf of one minister to under the robe of another minister, hiding himself very well.

By the time she was approaching Tuoba Jin on the high steps, she was already panting from exhaustion, and she sat down on the spot.

Looking at her father on the steps, she pursed her lips and opened her chubby pink arms.

Ning Yun was so quick-eyed and quick-handed that the moment Zhao opened his mouth, he rushed down the stairs, picked up the little princess and brought her in front of Tuoba Jin who was sitting on the throne.

"Father, hold me."

There were little pearls on Zhao's eyelashes, and she spoke coquettishly to the expressionless man in a baby voice.

The little girl couldn't wait for Tuoba Jin to reach out and embrace her, so she held Tuoba Jin's arm and immediately burst into laughter.

She swung her little feet, happily clinging to Tuoba Jin's arm, using his hand as a teething stick.

The tense atmosphere in the court became temporarily calmer due to the arrival of the little princess, and everyone's voices became much gentler.

Tuoba Jin gently rubbed the back of his daughter's head, not caring that the little girl spit on his hands, and let the little girl act up.

He winked at Ning Yun, then stood up from the throne, holding the little guy in his arms.

"…If you have something to report, please report it. If not, please leave the court…"

Zhao looked at the ground and shook his toes excitedly, "Father, high up."

Tuoba Jin turned her around and held her facing him, "Yeah."

The little guy lay obediently in front of his chest, biting his fingers tenderly and saying whatever he thought of.

"Zhao Zhao has found his father."

"Ah."

"Zhao Zhao is so tired."

"Ah."

"Father, so many people... didn't see Zhao Zhao..." She commented disdainfully on the minister who was protecting her, "Stupid."

Tuoba Jin hummed lightly, and noticed that the little guy in his arms began to twist his butt dishonestly, trying to climb out.

He raised his hand and patted the little girl's head, but instead of warning her, it made her giggle and rub against his palm.

Tuoba Jin raised his eyelids slightly, but there was still not much expression on his face. When he was still a few steps away from Qiuyue Palace, he put the little guy on the ground and slightly opened his thin lips.

"walk on my own."

"No, I want my father to hold me." Zhao didn't want to walk by herself. She was not stupid enough to swing her legs in her father's arms. She would not tire herself to walk.

She hugged Tuoba Jin's calves, and tied her hands and feet together, as if to let her walk on her own and then hang on his legs.

Ning Yun was trying hard to hold back his laughter. This scene would happen every few days.

The final result was that he received Tuoba Jin's glare and quickly picked up the little princess.

"I will carry your Highness and walk with you, okay?"

When he said he was carrying her, he only carried her slightly off the ground. When the little princess looked at Tuoba Jin with grievance and turned away coldly, he put her down and followed behind, holding her hand.

"No, I need my father to hold me." Zhao said weakly.

Seeing her father turning around and walking away without a trace of emotion, she hurriedly stepped forward on her short legs and followed him.

Tuoba Jin walked into Qiuyue Palace first and glanced coldly at the busy maids in the palace.

"Who is taking care of Wang Ji today?" he asked.

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he continued, "Drag him away and beat him to death."