Chapter 739 May I, Huanger, be safe and worry-free

Chu Yue was nestled in Ye Mohan's arms, her body full of warmth. She held the small warm stove made of true energy in her hands, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"Sister-in-law!"

Behind him, the voice of the boy suddenly came.

Chu Yue looked back.

The boy in a red robe walked over quickly regardless of Mrs. Tianhuang's eyes and blocked Ye Mohan and the others' way.

Ye Mohan looked at the boy blocking the road with a blank expression on his face.

The boy stubbornly refused to leave, hesitated for a while, and lowered his head.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I don't know the right or wrong, I blame you for your mistake."

"I'm just an outsider, I can't bear the word "Imperial Sister-in-law."

Chu Yue said lazily.

Ye Ziyu wanted to speak but stopped, and looked quite apologetic.

"Mother!"

At this time, the protector Bai led Xiaobao over.

Xiaobao stepped on a pair of short legs and rushed over, holding a wild flower high, "Mom, look, what a beautiful flower, it was picked up by the baby, it was not picked by the baby on purpose

Below."

Grandma Lin looked at the very cultivated little treasure, nodded in appreciation, looked at Chu Yue sideways, and suddenly felt that the impression of this woman was completely different from that of others.

"Who are you?"

Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Ye Ziyu, blinking his purple eyes as bright as a gem.

The little head was full of big doubts.

Ye Ziyu was slightly stunned.

Mrs. Tianhuang suddenly walked forward a few steps and stared at Xiaobao intently, "Child, come here-"

This child is exactly the same as the young Ye Mohan.

Mrs. Tianhuang walked to Xiaobao and reached out to touch the little kid's cheek. Xiaobao took a few steps back and looked at Mrs. Tianhuang vigilantly.

"Dad and mother told me that children are not rich enough to contact strangers casually." Xiaobao said.

"I am not a stranger, I am your relative, your grandmother." Mrs. Tianhuang smiled.

"Yeah?"

Xiaobao tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and suddenly smiled, and asked innocently: "Then why are you here to look for me now?"

"this......"

"This mother-in-law, the baby has no grandma, the baby has only dad and mother."

After Xiaobao finished speaking in a silence, he ran out and widened his distance from Mrs. Tianhuang.

Mrs. Tianhuang looked at the little baby's back, but her hands shook, and her eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

She couldn't help but think of Ye Mohan when she was young, and carefully pleased her, but she was beaten and scolded fiercely.

Maybe it's because I've become accustomed to it over time, or even taken for granted.

Naturally, he thought that no matter what she did, Ye Mohan would recognize her as her mother.

"Han'er..."

Mrs. Tianhuang looked at Ye Mohan's back and subconsciously murmured.

Ye Mohan didn't notice it, holding his beloved girl, his figure was destroyed in the rich night.

The wind at night was very cool, but there were warm currents flowing through Ye Mohan's heart, and the soft touch in his arms hit his soul.

......

In the Qingyue Pavilion, the envoys from the three major forces whispered and talked about each other.

"Martial Ancestor, Emperor Ye Tian and the old man in Yashan have praised Miss Ye. It seems that there is really a place for her in the future martial arts top."

"The words, behavior, momentum and courage are not like people from small states of princes, but have the style of a great country."

"It's a pity that the Emperor gave up the position of the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts because of his love. During this period, countless people have already gone to the Forest of the Hundred Ghosts. If it falls into the hands of others, I, Ling Tian, ​​will be in danger."

“…”

The conversations between the three of them were filled with Mrs. Tianhuang's ears.

She half-squinted her eyes, looked at the bright moon night outside the Qingyue Pavilion, and a strange light slid past.

The old man left the city lord's mansion with his two sons.

On the carriage, the old man closed his eyes to rest, but his mind was filled with Ye Chuyue's words and actions in the city lord's mansion.

"Father, this Miss Ye is really a man of the world. With time, she will definitely achieve great things." Mu Chenhai said.

Mu Linfeng lay on one side and said calmly: "Can the woman the Emperor likes is a thing in the pool? It's just that they are both sons, Mrs. Tianhuang's method of treating the Emperor is really hateful!"

The old man sat on one side without saying a word, holding his head up and holding his chest out.

The ancient carriage slowly drove on the long street of Xiaoyao City. The night was deep and the moonlight was like water, sprinkling bright light.

Suddenly—

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, like a sword unsheathed.

"Chenhai."

The old man said justice: "You go and check Ye Chuyue's mother Zhenbeihou."

"Okay, I will use the power of the Shrine and Beizhou to investigate later." Mu Chenhai said.

Mu Linfeng touched his chin and looked at his father suspiciously, "Dad, has Zhenbei Hou offended you? What are you looking for her?"

“It’s so similar…”

The old man's turbid eyes were filled with tears, as if he was looking at his old daughter through the void in front of him, "Ye Chuyue is so much like Huang'er, so much like..."

Over the years, he has indeed met many similar people.

But there has never been a person who is so similar.

Especially the momentum of the soldier, confidence and courage in his words.

Even the final result still makes him desperate...

Suddenly, the old man's body no longer stood up, just like an old man in his twilight years, with more fatigue accumulated over the years.

"Investigate secretly, don't tell your mother."

The old man whispered: "Don't let her down any more. She is so old that she can't bear the blow of hope and despair again."

Mu Linfeng suddenly put away his playful smile, and Mu Chenhai also looked serious.

"Dad, Zhenbei Hou has long passed away." Mu Chenhai said: "I died on the battlefield and died gloriously."

In other words, even if Zhenbeihou is the daughter of Beizhou Mu Mansion, then the one who sent him home would be the news of his death.

The old man's body shook.

Mu Linfeng looked down.

I saw that the old man's hands were trembling like a sieve.

He was scared.

The old man fought on the battlefield in his life, from green to white hair, and saw so many joys and sorrows, but for the first time he felt fear.

Over the years, Huang'er has no news, so it is the best news.

This means that the other party may still live in the world.

But if it's death...

Mu Linfeng pursed his lips tightly and looked at the old man in a complicated manner.

Whether it is the father in front of you or the mother of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, no one can bear such news after decades of pain.

It will crush them!

“Check it out…”

After a long time, the old man's tremolo appeared in the carriage.

The old man smiled bitterly.

At the same time, the ancient Qingyin Temple in the distance was as quiet as this.

An old woman with white hair, dressed in plain clothes, knocked on wooden fish with her hands, rolled Buddhist beads lightly, and prayed in a low voice in front of the huge Buddha statue.

"I wish my phoenix is ​​safe and worry-free and a smooth life."

How deep is the night?

The old man slowly opened his wet eyes.

"My Huang'er...mother misses you."


Chapter completed!