The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

The dead leaves are falling, and the dark crows are mourning.

"Aunt, it turns out this is the legendary ghost town! It looks so eerie and deserted."

The boy's voice was laced with excitement.

But looking at the desolate entrance of the ghost town, the words on his lips were filled with an almost imperceptible regret.

"It's just a bit... strange. I can't see a guard guarding the city. It's nothing like what I imagined."

"So what does the ghost town in Yan'er's imagination look like?" The voice was gentle and soft.

Like the delicate and long misty rain gently blowing on the lake, it flows past the ears without any waves.

"Well..." The little boy named Yan'er pondered for a moment and quickly gave the answer.

"The ghost city sounds so domineering. It needs to be as majestic and cruel as Daddy's Lingqiong Cang Domain, where no one can be offended!"

"Little Yanbao..."

Nangong Mo stood in plain clothes at the entrance of the ghost town holding a little boy carved in pink and jade, her heart so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

She slowly knelt down, her amber eyes filled with infinite love, "Do you miss daddy?"

"I don't want to! I don't want to at all! I hate him!" Jun Yan shook his head hard and gritted his teeth.

Those innocent and harmless peach blossom eyes turned red unexpectedly.

Children who are ignorant of worldly affairs cannot hide their emotions.

"Dad is a big liar. He promised clearly that he would bring my mother back when I get better. But it's been 800 years and he still hasn't come back, and there's not a trace of news to me. He's lying!"

Seeing these familiar eyes filled with tears, Nangong Mo's eyes turned red and he quickly turned his head to cover up the sadness that could not be hidden in his eyes.

Yes, 800 years later, Jun Yan has grown up.

But her silly sister didn't know the child existed until the last moment of her life.

If only, Tangtang had been told the truth.

She knew she had given birth to a very cute baby, so she might not follow that person without any nostalgia.

Did she do something wrong?
Jun Yan didn't notice Nangong Mo's absence, his expression was bleak, tears were falling down, "But, I don't know why..."

He covered his chest with his small hands, his delicate brows furrowed tightly. "It's so strange, aunt. It's obviously my first time here, but why do I feel like I've been here so many times before? As soon as I saw this place, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. I really wanted to cry."

"Is Yan'er feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Nangong Mo nervously took Jun Yan's hand and checked his heartbeat carefully.

Jun Yan pursed his lips, "I'm just so sad."

Nangong Mo felt very uncomfortable.

This child was born into a noble family, but he had never seen his own mother since he was born.

She also lost her parents at an ignorant age, and she didn't know how to tell him the truth.

She raised a smile and said, "Yan'er may be very connected to this place."

Jun Yan sniffed and looked at the towering gatehouse of the ghost town, "Did dad bring me here when I was a kid?"

Nangong Mo didn't know what to say, his throat was slightly choked, his smile was pale, and his heart felt like a knife, "My aunt doesn't know either."

"Aunt, I miss my father so much. He hasn't come to see Yan'er for a long time. Yan'er wants to tell him that Yan'er's illness has long been cured and he can go see his mother."

"Your mother must miss you too." When talking about the woman who never looked back, the expression on Nangong Mo's face was almost unbearable.

Jun Yan's eyes were full of expectation, as if he had been curious for thousands of times before, and he asked in despair:
"Aunt, my mother is your biological sister, so she must be as beautiful as my aunt, but my father never takes me to see her. I miss her so much. Will she miss Yan'er?"

"Silly boy, how could your mother miss you? She..."

Before Nangong Mo could finish speaking, Xiao Junyan hurriedly asked, "Then why does she never come to see me? Doesn't she like me?"

"No, Yan Bao, your parents love you very much."

"Then can I go find them?" Xiao Junyan's eyes were filled with a little light, he wiped away his tears and smiled brightly and innocently.

This ghost town gave him an unprecedented sense of intimacy.

It was definitely not a whim that his aunt brought him here suddenly. She must have had an ulterior motive.

Nangong Mo squeezed his soft face lovingly, covering up the bitterness in his eyes, and led him step by step towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.

"We, Yan Bao, are so smart. Let's go, my aunt will take you to pick up your mother and father to go home."

The ending is he, don’t be anxious, I know it well. After all, the male protagonist’s perspective has not yet begun, the hole has not been filled, Nangong Zhu, etc., the previous article only mentioned the last state of the female protagonist’s skills when she was dying-Ghost Dream Life (Chapter 340 contains an introduction to the heroine’s skills). This chapter is continued from Chapter 2 of the full text. Everything is traceable. Dreams are mentioned many times in the plot, as well as Nangong Mo’s learning of medical skills. These are all To set the stage for this, these are the male and female protagonists from someone else’s perspective.