Half-dead paulownia

Xiao Jinmo finally heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was full of accusations, his eyes finally had a glow of joy. Looking at Anling Yuhao who was a little stunned, he couldn't help laughing.

"Xiao Jinmo!" He just woke up from a dream, but was embraced by Anling Yuhao, so depressed that he couldn't breathe, even though he struggled hard, it was useless.

"I really thought you would forget me again." An Ling Yuhao said in a low voice beside Xiao Jinmo's ear. He has been so worried and frightened for so many days that he can't imagine how to face another attack. I hope that the people in front of me will not leave my side again.

Xiao Jinmo finally stopped struggling, despite Anling Yuhao's tightening strength, the tight pain reminded himself that this moment was so real, it was no longer a fantasy in a dream, and his hands also wrapped around his strong arms.

Hearing that Xiao Jinmo had woken up, Ling Han couldn't sit still for a moment and rushed to Qinxiang Pavilion, only to find that Anling Yuhao was about to take her away from here, his face darkened involuntarily.

"Xiao Jinmo, how are you??? How is your recovery? There's no need to leave so eagerly." Ling Han was obviously trying to keep Xiao Jinmo.

"Father, you might as well ask directly if you have any questions." An Ling Yuhao naturally understood what Ling Han wanted to know more, so he simply said it straight to the point.

Although Ling Han's expression was a bit unnatural, he still stared at Xiao Jinmo firmly, as if he had discovered something in him, and finally said slowly again: "You??? Are you really Mengli's child?"

Xiao Jinmo glanced at Anling Yuhao at a loss, and saw him nodding to himself, and then said seriously: "That's true, I just know that it hasn't been long, I really don't want to disturb your lives, and I don't have extravagant hopes What can I get, I just want to see my mother as a son, if you disturb the emperor, please forgive me." The voice is getting lower and lower, if it is not in today's situation, this secret will always be suppressed In the bottom of my heart. "Although I don't know what happened back then, I hope the emperor can forgive my mother."

There was a hint of a smile on Ling Han's expression. He was no longer surprised or uneasy. Instead, he was relieved and satisfied. There seemed to be sparkles in his eyes. He lifted his trembling hand slightly, and stopped at the moment he lifted it. In mid-air, "You really look like him." He suddenly said something inexplicable.

"Like my mother?" Xiao Jinmo looked at Ling Han suspiciously, not knowing who he was talking about.

Anling Yuhao on the side had already noticed from Ling Han's eyes, maybe he had already guessed that Xiao Jinmo was the child of Mengli and Anling Xuantian, but those deep sad eyes seemed to be much clearer, But the expression is more painful.

"Take him away, I hope you can stick to your promise." Ling Han turned around and said to Anling Yuhao as if he had made a major decision.

"I will definitely." Anling Yuhao replied in a firm tone, as if making another promise and showing off.

"Father???" Ling Zhuoxi, who had just entered the room, could not help but have a reluctant tone when he heard Ling Han's words. "Anling Yuhao, can I really hand over Xiao Jinmo to you?"

Anling Yuhao looked back and was about to speak, Xiao Jinmo quickly came to Ling Zhuoxi's side, and said with joy on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your concern. I really can't repay you for what you have done to Xiao Jinmo, but now It was I who decided to go back with Anling Yuhao. Although I knew there would be many ups and downs in the road ahead, as long as he was by my side, I felt that even the abyss could be crossed, so from now on it is not he who protects me, but Let me protect you."

Ling Zhuoxi finally saw the joy of happiness on Xiao Jinmo's face again, these are indeed only Anling Yuhao can give him, whether it is hurt or considerate, everything in his life exists only for the person in his heart.

"You can talk to me about anything in the future, I will be your forever friend." Ling Zhuoxi patted Xiao Jinmo's shoulder lightly, as if wanting to let go of everything.

"Well, it will be the same as before." Xiao Jinmo nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, I won't give him a chance to confide in him." An Ling Yuhao suddenly leaned in front of Ling Zhuoxi, announcing his possession as if in a demonstration.

"Anling Yuhao, if you still know how to call me father, you must remember another responsibility on your body. As a man, if you can do it, you must be able to bear it. I don't object to men having three wives and four concubines. , but I will not allow any deviation or harm to them, do you understand?" Ling Han reminded.

This is already Ling Han's bottom line. Although Ning'er loves her dearly, the relationship between the two of them is real. Instead of pretending to deceive yourself, it is better to speak clearly, you can love Xiao Jinmo, But he can't neglect his Ning'er.

Anling Yuhao bowed deeply, this is definitely a great gift for him, in this world, except for his parents, he has never shown such respect to others, perhaps he did not expect that as a Father, for the sake of his daughter, he can make such a concession, but how can he live up to his wishes, "Royal father, you can rest assured, as long as he is my Anling Yuhao, I will protect you for the rest of my life." .”

Ling Han nodded in satisfaction and signaled them to leave. His disturbed heart made him not want to stay in the room for a while, how could he not feel sad?Not guilty?No regrets?But the reality is in front of his eyes, if Xiao Jinmo is forced to leave Anling Yuhao, Ling Zining will not be able to get happiness even more. Now that the situation is like this, maybe he still can't bear it, let alone Xiao Jinmo On the contrary, they will treat Ling Zining well.

(Anling Imperial City)

Along the way, Xiao Jinmo didn't ask any questions about Anling Yuhao's attitude towards him a few days ago, because he had already confirmed that the man in front of him had never forgotten himself for a moment, even if he treated each other cruelly, those Words and deeds that hurt him will only turn into sharper knives that will cut his muscles and bones. It's really worth not mentioning the troubled past.

"I'm really not curious why I treated you like that a few days ago?" Anling Yuhao couldn't help himself, Xiao Jinmo was so quiet and terrifying.

"What in the past? I have forgotten." Xiao Jinmo replied.

"That's it??? Well, it's nothing." So there is absolutely no reason to like Xiao Jinmo. He actually knows everything, but he is willing to share his worries silently.

(Gate of Ghosts)

The ghost king aggressively searched every house, and the aura that would erupt from his body made everyone shy away.

"Where did Han Sha go?" The words were almost squeezed out between the teeth, and the fist smashed hard towards the stone table in the room, but it was broken into debris in an instant.

"Father, don't be too angry, maybe Han Sha really has something important, maybe it's something that will help us." Lie Sha couldn't help consoling, seeing the ghost king so angry, it really made me feel sad. People shudder.

"Important thing? What is more important than blood spirit? I want to hear from you, how should Han Sha go against my will, how should I deal with it?" Ghost King glared at Lie Sha.

"Yi?? Yifu, I still have to obey your orders." Lie Sha replied kneeling on one knee.

"Ziye, what do you think?" The ghost king turned around suddenly, looked at the absent-minded Ziye, and asked intentionally, "Only by solving the matter quickly and getting the antidote, you seem to be able to reunite with your baby." It seems Deliberately warned.

"Ghost King, although I am helpful to you, I am not a member of your ghost family. How you deal with them is your own business. How can I, an outsider, interfere?" Ziye raised his eyelids and cast a glance. The ghost king, with rolling eyes, is seductive and proud.

"You'd better remember your identity clearly. Cooperation is your best choice now." The ghost king turned to look at Mei Sha and Lie Sha and said fiercely: "You must find Han Sha for me within three days, otherwise Don't come back to see me again."

"Yes, foster father!" Meisha and Liesha responded respectfully.

"It won't take three days, let the adoptive father bother." A familiar cold voice suddenly came from outside the door, and the air could not help but freeze into ice.

I saw Han Sha walking into the room unhurriedly, "My child pays homage to foster father."

Mei Sha and Lie Sha looked at Han Sha who seemed to be ignorant at the moment, and they couldn't help wiping off their sweat secretly, waiting for the ghost king's punishment.

"Han Sha, if you can't explain the reason for your disappearance in the past few days, you must be in front of your younger brother and younger sister. As a teacher, I can't let you go." It seemed that he was holding back his temper.

"How dare my son forget the big things in the past few days. I know that my adoptive father and younger brothers and sisters are enough to solve the matter, so I don't need to intervene. Naturally, I shifted my energy to another place. Didn't the foster father always teach us to be considerate in doing things? Now I brought back a gift to my adoptive father." Han Sha said calmly as before, as if he was not looking for any reason just to excuse himself.

The Ghost King looked at Han Sha suspiciously, "Where is it?"

"Come on, bring it up." Han Sha ordered, while Mei Sha and Lie Sha were also waiting in surprise.

I saw a few big men tied up and brought two unconscious people into the room. The ghost king recognized one of them as Anling Yuhao's confidant Liu Meng at a glance, while the other woman was a little unfamiliar.

"Who is this woman?" Ghost King looked at it with some doubts, and it seemed that his anger had dissipated a little.

"She is Liu Meng's wife." Han Sha calmly explained, "But she has another identity."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, Lie Sha looked at Han Sha nervously, there were not many things that could cause his mood to fluctuate, and Zi Ye beside him was still calmly playing with the cup in his hand, and glanced at Han Sha casually. Menger.

"What identity?" Ghost King seemed a little interested.