General, don't run away with your bag

After leaving Xiao Rufeng's room, Murong Junsheng went straight to look at Henry Zhang, feeling the temperature on Henry Zhang's forehead becoming calmer, a big stone in Murong Junsheng's heart finally fell to the ground.

"Yangyang, you need to get better soon, when you get better, Father will take you to see your father." Looking at Henry Zhang who was sleeping and restless, Murong Junsheng thought silently in his heart.

Just now he didn't dare to mention this matter to Xiao Rufeng at all, for fear that he would worry.

Maybe it was too tired, caressing Henry Zhang's slightly pale face, Murong Junsheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, leaned on the head of the bed, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the end, what woke Murong Junsheng up was the sparse sound from the bed, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was the scene of Henry Zhang staggering and falling off the bed, which scared him so much that he hugged Henry Zhang in his arms inside.

"Little one, I'm going to find little one!" Henry Zhang rubbed his eyes, the voice of the little milk was extremely hoarse, his mind seemed to be in chaos when he just woke up, but there was a voice in his heart urging him to do something.

Murong Junsheng felt distressed again, he knew that the little one in Henry Zhang's mouth was the dead puppy, and he also knew that the puppy must have a different and extraordinary meaning to Henry Zhang, not to mention that Henry Zhang had witnessed it with his own eyes. His death, the feeling of helpless pain must have left an indelible scar in the little child's heart.

"Yangyang!" Murong Junsheng called in a low voice, wanting to comfort him, but he was always coaxed by others, and he never knew how to coax people, let alone how to coax children.

"Bad guy, go away!" Hearing Murong Junsheng's voice, Henry Zhang woke up completely. Seeing that his whole body was in the hands of the bad guy, there was fear in his hurt eyes, and he beat his arms with all his strength. He wanted to escape from the claws that frightened him.

"Yangyang, I am not a bad person, I am your father." The little man in his arms kept punching and kicking. , Murong Junsheng was very depressed, and encouraged himself in his heart, he must reverse his image in Henry Zhang's heart.

Whoa whoa whoa!The helplessness of not being able to find his father, the pain of losing his little one, and the fear of falling into the hands of bad guys made Henry Zhang startled and frightened, and finally burst into tears.

"Yangyang! Don't cry, don't cry!" Big drops of tears soaked the clothes on his chest, Murong Junsheng was completely panicked, completely at a loss, and said a few words over and over again.

Whoa whoa whoa!No matter what Murong Junsheng said, Henry Zhang couldn't help crying louder and louder this day. It seemed that this was the only way to vent the grief and fear in his heart.

"Yangyang, be good, don't cry, don't cry, father will take you to find your father!" A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Murong Junsheng hurried out, he was out of control, now he could only go to Xiao Rufeng Fortunately, Henry Zhang's fever has subsided at this time, so Xiao Rufeng will not be too worried.

Henry Zhang's cry was really loud, and before reaching Xiao Rufeng's house, it had already reached Xiao Rufeng's ears.

Yang Yang!Xiao Rufeng jumped up and sat up from the bed, with disbelief flashing in his eyes, how could he hear Yang Yang's crying here, and crying so heartbreakingly.

No, it was indeed Yang Yang's voice.Listening quietly, the cry became clearer, Xiao Rufeng quickly put on his shoes, and ran out in a hurry without tidying up his wrinkled clothes.

What came into view was the heartbroken scene of Henry Zhang struggling desperately but still being held in his arms by Murong Junsheng, unable to move and crying. Li rescued Henry Zhang.

"What's the matter, come at me, don't attack the child!" Xiao Rufeng hugged Henry Zhang tightly, with red eyes, staring at Murong Junsheng angrily.

Staring blankly at the vacant space between his arms, the scene where Xiao Rufeng quickly took the child away happened so quickly that Murong Junsheng was stunned for a long time, and looked up at Xiao Rufeng's pair of hands that were facing him extremely. With resentful eyes, listening to his misunderstanding of his voice, Murong Junsheng felt very tired for a moment, Henry Zhang is his son, and Tiger Poison is not hungry, what can he do to him?

He just wanted to give them more pampering, why did Xiao Rufeng misunderstand them every time.

The cry was stagnant, Henry Zhang rubbed his eyes, and blinked in disbelief, was it really his father who was hugging him?

"Daddy!" He buried his head in Xiao Rufeng's chest, endless grief and grievances filled his eyes, and tears flowed down again uncontrollably, "Daddy, where have you been? Yangyang misses you so much! Daddy, Yangyang wants to You, I can't help but want to find you, there are bad people bullying us, I killed the little one... woooo... the little one is gone..."

The choking sound was intermittent, Henry Zhang spoke incoherently, and Xiao Rufeng was confused, but he was very clear about one thing, that is, his precious son must have suffered a lot of grievances.

"Yangyang is good, with daddy here, daddy won't let bad guys bully you." Gently patting Henry Zhang's trembling back with one hand, coaxing softly, while staring at Murong Junsheng angrily, silently Warned him not to bully his son.

"Rufeng, it's not like this, listen to me!" Xiao Rufeng's expression of not wanting to hurt his son made Murong Junsheng very hurt. Some inexplicable grievances emerged in his heart. He wanted to explain, but he saw that Xiao Rufeng had already Turning around and hugging Henry Zhang into the house, the gaping mouth finally turned into a sigh.

There was a knock on the door, Murong Junsheng touched his nose, and silently stretched back the foot he wanted to step in, feeling very aggrieved, this feeling of being wronged by the one he loves is really uncomfortable.

Full of grievances with nowhere to vent, Murong Junsheng stomped his feet fiercely, reluctant to get angry with them, so he had to find someone else to vent his anger on.

In the prison, An Yimo crossed his legs, ate melon seeds, and looked at the evil young man rolling on the ground with great interest.Lu Zixuan leaned sideways, with his mouth slightly turned up, his eyes seemed to be admiring the distressed young man, but his peripheral vision drifted to An Yimo from time to time, and he couldn't help but frown.

When Murong Junsheng came in, what he saw was such a scene that he couldn't tell what was wrong but felt weird. He is unattractive, and his mind is full of crooked ideas. Lu Zixuan is so attracted to him.

cough cough!Seeing the two of them immersed in their own world, Murong Junsheng coughed twice, reminding him of his existence.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Lu Zixuan came back to his senses for a while, and there was a flash of doubt in his eyes.

snort!An Yimo snorted coldly, turned his head to one side, and continued to eat melon seeds, he really hates Murong Junsheng now.

Pulling on An Yimo's sleeve, Lu Zixuan silently reminded An Yimo, correct your attitude, no matter how dissatisfied you are, you can't be so unreasonable in front of the king.

Dishonesty before the king, that is a serious crime!He didn't want An Yimo to be imprisoned just after he got out of the prison.

Fortunately, looking at Murong Junsheng's face, it seemed that there was no trace of getting angry, Lu Zixuan's heart was at ease, and he gave An Yimo who was still indifferent, this guy really did not make him worry.

Whoa whoa whoa!The evil young man in the cell didn't look half brilliant at the moment, his crumpled clothes were covered with dust, his collar was torn apart long ago, exposing deep and shallow wounds, which seemed to be bitten by something, his face was red and swollen One piece, it's really more pig's head than a pig's head, with a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth, presumably Lu Zixuan and the others thought his voice was too unpleasant to stop it on purpose.

"This is him?" Murong Junsheng said, too lazy to care about An Yimo's attitude, his eyes slipped around the evil young man in the cell.

"I removed his limbs and put a layer of honey on him. There are many insects and ants in the cell. The result can be imagined..." Lu Zixuan rolled his eyes and laughed twice, "As for the identity of this guy, it is said He is the son of the richest man in Hangzhou, it doesn’t matter if he is rich, it is said that his aunt is Prime Minister Xiao’s wife, and it is common practice to oppress the people, and the people dare not speak out against him.”

"It's unreasonable, what does An Yimo, the magistrate of Hangzhou, do?" Murong Junsheng frowned, and finally set the fire on An Yimo.

"I really want to punish, but someone has to dare to report to the officials! I don't even think about who his backer is? His uncle is the current prime minister, and his cousin is the emperor's favorite concubine Fenggui." Slapping the table, An Yi Mo Ceng stood up suddenly, Murong Junsheng was furious, he was even more angry than him, Xiao's father and daughter bullied Rufeng, and even bullied Yangyang with his relatives.

Anyone could hear the sarcasm in An Yimo's words, Lu Zixuan subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes, and kept giving him winks.

"Why are you dragging me! Isn't this the truth? If it weren't for the uncle of the prime minister and the cousin of the imperial concubine, where did he come from with arrogance, and how dare he beat Yang Yang like no one else? Isn't it just because he thinks that the sky is falling and there is your cousin?" Brother-in-law hold on." An Yimo is very angry now, he can't vomit, how can he know how to look at Lu Zixuan's eyes.

Murong Junsheng's face was ashen. In his opinion, every word of An Yimo's words was unreasonable, but he couldn't refute it.

"Your Majesty, I will take your leave first!" Seeing Murong Junsheng's face becoming more and more ugly, Lu Zixuan covered An Yimo's mouth, which he was about to say, and dragged him out forcefully.

With a fierce kick on the prison door, Murong Junsheng's anger was pushed to the extreme by An Yimo, and he focused on the miserable young man who had been tossed, he needed to vent.

He found a thick vine at random, opened the cell door, and walked closer to take a closer look at Mr. Evil, only to see that his body was not only dirty but also sticky, and the most disgusting thing was that his body was densely covered with small bugs.

Murong Junsheng was disgusted for a while, but from a distance, he didn't think it was fucking disgusting from a close up. Holding the thick vine in his hand, he couldn't beat it. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to strike because of his sympathy, but the disgust made him calm down most of his anger.

The thick rattan hit the ground fiercely, but Murong Junsheng still couldn't swing it down.