The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

After successfully turning off the impact dialysis, and taking off the sun helmet from Jiang Mier's head, Jiang Mier's face was already full of tears.

When she saw the familiar faces in front of her eyes and the real studio that appeared in front of her in an instant from the Potala Palace, Jiang Mi'er was still unable to recover for a while.

"Aunt Jiang, are you alright?"

That Xingyi was really fun, from Jiang Mier's pale and painful expression, Lin Ao knew that she had a "nightmare".

But fortunately, everything Jiang Mier saw was fake.

Jiang Mi'er looked at Lin Ao in front of her, raised her hand and rubbed her chest.

Where is the horror and bloodiness of being pierced by the Swiss army knife like just now, except for the embarrassing tears on her face, she didn't feel any discomfort in her body.

It's just that it hurts so much.

In order to beg his brother Jiang Bo to let her go, Jiang Ming knelt down in front of him and begged him.

Originally, she wanted to use Jiang Ming, but Jiang Mi'er suddenly felt unspeakable guilt, why on earth did she use her own nephew!

Also, these people in front of me, and Lin Ao...

What was all that just now...

"Aunt Jiang?"

"Uh……"

Lin Ao yelled again, and Jiang Mi'er came back to his senses.

"Are you OK?"

"...I'm fine."

Although Lin Ao really wanted to ask why Jiang Mi'er was here, this seemed to be Leng Zhao's problem.

Besides, he has more important things to do.

Turning around, Lin Ao ran into the studio, and there was an iron door with a combination lock.

8909, the password door that Xing Yi mentioned should be here.

Five-year-old children are not very tall.Lin Ao stood on tiptoe to barely reach the code pad, and pressed the numbers with difficulty.

Dika——

The green pass indicator lights up and the iron gate opens automatically.

The first thing that caught Lin Ao's sight was a woman sitting quietly by the bed.

She lowered her head, holding a helmet fantasy instrument exactly like Jiang Mi'er in her hand.

Mother……

For some reason, seeing Lin Nuanxi so quiet and silent, Lin Ao felt a little sad in his heart.

"aunt……"

"..."

Lin Ao stepped up to Lin Nuanxi's side, took the instrument away from her hand, and when he turned around again, Lin Ao noticed that Lin Nuanxi lowered his head and the red circles around his eyes.

Mom, are you crying?

"Auntie, I'm sorry I'm late."

Lin Nuanxi didn't appear to be injured in any way, but her current silent appearance was more deeply injured.

Lin Ao raised his hand and wiped Lin Nuanxi's wet face, and she seemed to have just realized something.

Seeing Lin Ao appearing in front of her, Lin Nuanxi's eyes flashed with astonishment.

"Auntie, are you alright?"

"..."

Lin Nuanxi just shook her head without hindrance, suddenly, as if she remembered something, she got up and ran outside.

Sure enough, as she guessed, Jiang Mi'er was also here.

The embarrassed appearance of the two people is almost the same.

Although Lin Nuanxi didn't say a word, there were various complex emotions in those clear and bright amber eyes, including anger towards her, Jiang Mi'er.

"Snapped--"

A slap echoed loudly in the studio.

Lin Ao was slightly surprised when he saw Lin Nuanxi slap Jiang Mi'er mercilessly.

Jiang Mi'er didn't seem to be angry, she raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, Lin Nuanxi's slap was not light, it seemed that even though it was all false, it was enough to shock Lin Nuanxi.