Traitor

Chapter 349 Acacia

Chapter 349 Acacia
Yang Jinzhi's appearance was not in Murong's plan, it was a product of abruptness.But they are all pregnant, and they are all about to become mothers.

Seeing Yang Jinzhi screaming heart-piercingly, Murong was anxious in his heart, there were no good women in this remote mountain village, if he wanted to go to the city to ask for help, he would have to go back and forth for several days.

But Yang Jinzhi has been in pain for a day and a night, and he has not been able to give birth to the child. The long time is not good for the child or Yang Jinzhi himself.

It's not convenient for Murong, but at this time, human life is at stake, so she naturally can't care about these things.Her medical skills are excellent, she is considered a doctor, so it is not a problem to prescribe medicine with acupuncture.

Because of being frightened and suffering from pain all day and night, Yang Jinzhi was really exhausted.

Murong used his own internal energy to activate the Butterfly Gu, and then squeezed out blood to make medicine, and gave Murong the medicine to give her a sigh of relief, so that she can hold on.With a pale complexion, Murong sat on the edge of the bed and put silver needles through the acupuncture point to relieve her pain, "Do you feel better? If you feel better, you must hold on. Whether the child can come out alive depends entirely on you." Tone."

"Madam, if you don't work hard, the child will be over. We are all mothers, you should know that the child is our life, keep going! You must give birth to the child! The child is already at the gate of the palace, you hold on !"

Yang Jin's face was ashen, and she tightly clenched the quilt.

"Hold on!" Murong held Yang Jinzhi's hand, and risked slowly injecting internal energy into Yang Jinzhi's body to help her, "For the sake of the child, hold on!"

Murong's complexion became paler, her child is not yet full-term, but the day is approaching.These days of ups and downs, she knew that she was a little bit pregnant, if it wasn't for the protection of the butterfly Gu, she might not be much better than Yang Jinzhi.

The output of internal energy made her unable to do it. When Yang Jinzhi finally gave birth to a child, Murong was also exhausted, "Show me the child! Let me have a look!"

Wenpo and Huiling came forward with a child in their arms, and Huiling was overjoyed.

"Ma'am, it's a blessing from the dragon and the phoenix! My uncle will be very happy to see it!" Huiling hurried to the bed and placed the two children beside Yang Jinzhi's bed.

Murong was also happy, "Are all newborn babies like this? It's so good to look at the little tender ones!"

Yang Jinzhi looked at Murong gratefully, "You are the savior of the three of us. If you can repay it in the future, I will definitely pay you back. Miss Mu, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, maybe this time I really need to be together." The corpse is three dead."

"Since the baby was born safely, there is no need to say these words." Murong was extremely tired, "You have a good rest, I am a little tired, go back to the room to rest first."

"Hui Ling, send Miss Murong out!" Yang Jinzhi also went to the extreme.

Huiling sent Murong out, and Murong waved his hands and walked out of the yard.

"It stands to reason that you, a pregnant person, shouldn't enter this place." When she came out, Wen Po said, "It's not auspicious."

Murong naturally didn't believe this, she grew up in the desert, so many things are not so rigid, "If I don't go in, maybe three people will die, this is considered a merit, how can it be said to be unlucky?" She Caressing her stomach, "I am accumulating blessings for my own children!"

Wen Po smiled, "Miss Mu is kind!"

Seeing the back of Wen Po leaving, the smile on Murong's face gradually dissipated. She stayed here for two days because her stomach was not feeling well, and she was afraid that the child would come out early if she continued on her way.She couldn't eat well, sleep well, and was overworked. If the child didn't arrive at full term and came out early, there would inevitably be some shortcomings, so she could only take the risk of staying for two days.

But after Yang Jinzhi's tossing, she felt that she might not just stay for a few days.

Not feeling well, Murong could only lie on the bed and take good care of him.

But she didn't know that she was meddling in these nosy matters, but she pushed herself to death.Looking at the small medicine bag in her hand, she narrowed her eyes slightly.This thing is a Gu poison that she developed before the Wu Clan went to war and has not yet been tested.She discovered the ingredients by accident, and later added seven insects and seven flowers, which doubled the medicinal properties.

But after all, this is Gu poison, not a good thing. Although she is interested, she doesn't want to put it into practice.Keeping this kind of thing on your body is to prevent accidents, and it can be regarded as self-defense.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and Murong didn't know what would happen next.I just feel that my heart is up and down and there is nowhere to go, thinking that it is better to leave earlier. Anyway, Yang Jinzhi also gave birth to a child, so she must know how to go home.

Stomach hurts from time to time, but fortunately the interval between labor pains is relatively long, Murong thought to himself, could it be that she is about to give birth?She thought she could lie down quietly, and it would not be so good if the child was born early.

Unexpectedly, something happened that night, a large number of men in black surrounded the village, almost adhering to the situation of killing people on sight, killing people and setting fire everywhere.Murong knew without thinking that they were here to find her.

Butterfly Gu is on the Goddess, and she is the Goddess.

If they were here to deal with Yang Jinzhi, there was no need to take the pregnant Yang Jinzhi out of the pass, so...Murong quickly opened the door and walked out.The clansmen came up to meet her and surrounded her.

"Go!" Murong held his stomach.

When something like this happened, she naturally didn't care about Yang Jinzhi's mother and son, and wanted to get on the carriage and leave as soon as possible.However, before she could take two steps, her stomach started to hurt. The pain made her tremble all over, and she suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, without any strength to move around.

In the forest in spring, it is very cold.

The pain in her stomach made her extremely cold.

"Murong?" The clansman exclaimed, it was impossible to lift her up and leave at this moment.

The men in black surrounded the entire Zhuangzi, and the clansmen had no choice but to let Murong go and try their best to find a way out for her.But how can it be so easy to kill a bloody path?Murong's own internal energy was consumed on Yang Jinzhi's body, and she herself was in pain again.

The pain of childbirth cannot be experienced without being a mother. It is normal for the pain to be so painful that you cannot take care of yourself.The pain of falling down in the stomach makes it difficult for you to move an inch, and you cannot walk at all.

When she got under the pear tree, she couldn't walk anymore, so she just sat down.There were sounds of fighting everywhere, and the clansmen stopped the man in black outside the courtyard wall in a daze.But she knew that they couldn't last long.

Yang Jinzhi and Huiling came here with the baby in their arms. Seeing that Murong was about to give birth, they naturally didn't care about other things, so hurry up and help deliver the baby!At this time, it is impossible to want to go out, but I can't just ignore Murong like this.

The lives of their mother and son were all given by Murong.

It was very chaotic outside, and the villains who were looking for Yang Jinzhi also arrived, which can be regarded as a "contribution".Before they came back to their senses, they were already hacked to death by the man in black. Seeing their companion being hacked to death, no matter what his situation was, if they couldn't get out, they would just bite the bullet and fight.

The child cannot be born, Murong is already exhausted, even if the child is born under such circumstances, the child may not be able to leave alive.

"Their goal is me." Murong panted, "If you can leave, you should leave quickly! I, I have no strength, it's really..."

Yang Jinzhi did not leave, "Since you saved me, my life is yours. No matter what you ask me to do, I will do it for you. My husband will definitely come to save me. Don't worry, I will be fine."

Murong looked out the door, looked at the raging fire outside, looked at the pear blossoms hanging down from the top of his head, his life has never been so hopeless as it is today, "If this is the case, I hope you two can help me with something .”

"Tell me!" Yang Jinzhi looked at Murong's face and knew that she was in pain again.

Murong took out the dagger in his sleeve, "I can't give birth anymore, help me...by caesarean section."

Yang Jinzhi's eyes widened in astonishment, "What? No, no, no, Miss Mu, I... I dare not! There are other ways. You helped me give birth yesterday, and you can definitely do it today."

"I gave you my inner strength yesterday, and I am exhausted today." Murong's face was pale, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, "Don't be afraid, I won't die. I am the goddess of the witch clan, and I have the treasure of the witch clan on me , is also the Butterfly Gu that you Emperor Daye wanted most. The Butterfly Gu will save me, not let me die, so you just cut it open."

Yang Jinzhi was stunned, "What?"

"I have the Butterfly Gu, so..." Murong stuffed the blade directly into Yang Jinzhi's hand, "I have no strength, please... help me, save my child, treat it as if you paid me back, okay?" good?"

"I, I, I..." Even though Yang Jinzhi has seen the world, she has never killed anyone. How can this knife not kill people?Besides, what butterfly Gu?

Yang Jinzhi had no idea what the Butterfly Gu was.

"Save my child!" Murong was about to fail, and the child would not be able to give birth. In this case, the child would be suffocated to death in the stomach.Her child was born prematurely, so...

"Huiling, help... help me!" Yang Jinzhi's face was snow-white, and the hand holding the blade trembled violently.

Huiling hurriedly put the child on the lawn not far from Murong, but she didn't dare!This is killing people, taking a child by caesarean section, which is unheard of!Can a person still live if the stomach is cut open?

"Quick!" Murong screamed feebly.

The wailing of the tribe came from outside, which meant that they would all be killed soon, and then those men in black would come in soon.At that time... At that time, it will be too late for anything, completely too late.

When the master and servant stabbed down with the knife, blood splashed out, and Murong's extremely delicate face was completely distorted at this moment.Blood splattered on Yang Jinzhi's pale face, Huiling was so frightened that she fell to the ground and didn't dare to move again.She watched Yang Jinzhi open up Murong's stomach, then took out the child and cut the umbilical cord.

"This child, this child seems, seems not very good!" Yang Jinzhi looked numb, "There seems to be something wrong with the child."

The newborn baby should be blood red, but Murong gave birth to a baby with a purple complexion, which means that the baby has been deprived of oxygen in the stomach.It is very likely that it will not survive and will become a stillbirth.

Blood kept pouring out of Murong's body, and she wouldn't die if she cut her stomach open, not to mention the existence of Butterfly Gu in her body, the effect of Butterfly Gu to revive the dead has gradually developed.

But the child... her child seemed destined to leave this world, unwilling to face this blood-stained world.

"My child!" Murong lay dying under the pear tree, with her newborn daughter beside her.The daughter's breathing was very weak, and it was obvious that she was about to die.

But Murong didn't even have the strength to cry, and now it seems that there is no other way.

Slowly leaning over, placing the child under him, Murong was covered in blood and bullied him, raised the little remaining internal energy, and transferred the butterfly Gu to his daughter.

Yang Jinzhi's eyes widened, watching the faint light gradually transfer from Murong's mouth to the child's body in disbelief.For a moment, she saw the child's body light up suddenly, as if something had indeed entered it.

"You, you..." The blade in Yang Jinzhi's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Murong only felt the severe pain coming, and suddenly his body trembled violently and became very cold.She gritted her teeth, placed the jade pendant on the child's heart tremblingly, and took out the red string in her sleeve and tied it to the child's wrist, "Help me, help me take care of, take care of my daughter, I can never do it again!" Let her be happy and happy. Just name her, He, Hehuan..." The blood stained Lihuabai, who had fallen all over the ground, and she fell down in the pool of blood, red and white mixed with each other.

Although the Butterfly Gu has left her body, the remaining energy is still functioning in her body, Murong is in pain at this moment.The pain was extreme, and the despair was extreme.

Yang Jinzhi took off his clothes and quickly wrapped the child up so that the child would not be hurt again.Looking up, she saw Murong engraving words on the stone with a hairpin, but before she could hand it over to Yang Jin, the black shadow flew in.

Huiling's first reaction was to snatch the child, after all there were Yang Jinzhi's two children on the lawn beside Murong.

Unexpectedly, there was a cold on the neck, and Maya's palm directly knocked Huiling out, and she fainted on the spot.Yang Jinzhi dared not move even more, but hugged Murong's child tightly.She didn't dare to move, for fear that if the child on the other end cried out, then... Then she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Murong!" Maya was shocked.The blood under the pear tree, the woman he had been chasing all his life was lying in a pool of blood, and he could only breathe a sigh of relief when he saw it, "Murong? You will be fine, you have butterfly Gu on you! Murong, hold on!" Come on, I'll take you away!"

"Traitor!" At the moment Maya appeared, Murong only had two words.Because Zamutuo said that Maya died in the fire in Tilan's palace.So what is the situation now?
The Wu Clan and Tilan were wiped out, and only a few escaped.But Maya, who was supposed to die in the palace, appeared here, and the man in black outside didn't even do anything to him.

There was no movement outside, so it was conceivable that they dared not come in.

These people are the people of Maya.

This was probably the first and last time Maya touched Murong, holding her in his arms.She was covered in blood, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she was dying.But he thought that she still had the butterfly Gu on her body, so there would be no serious problems.

Little did they know that her Butterfly Gu had already entered the child's body.

Murong's trembling hand touched his heart, and then she smiled desolately, "I——won." She closed her beautiful eyes with a smile, and never opened them again.She once fantasized about leaving the troubles of this world with her beloved husband and spending the rest of her life in peace as a family of three.

Hehuan, I can't let you go... Mother's Hehuan!
Mayer suddenly felt the pain from the arrow wound on his heart, he quickly checked Murong's breathing and pulse.No breathing, no pulse, which means Murong is dead.

This is absolutely impossible!

Murong has butterfly Gu on his body, how could he die?
Are the flesh and bones of the living and the dead a lie?

Suddenly, Maya cast her eyes on the two children beside Murong.Yang Jinzhi screamed and wanted to rush forward, but was punched out by Maya.

After all, he is a kind person, seeing his child die tragically under the butcher's knife, Yang Jinzhi's first reaction was to protect the Acacia in his arms.When he fell to the ground, Yang Jinzhi hugged Hehuan tightly, and when he looked up again, Maya's knife was already stained with blood.

Yang Jinzhi shouted hysterically, the corners of her lips were bleeding, and the veins on her neck were bulging.The next moment, Yang Jinzhi passed out.

There were officers and soldiers surrounding the yard outside. In the light of the fire, it was Chen Ping who rushed in with people.When the man in black left, he checked the two children. One of them was only injured on the face, but he was still alive, so he took them away, leaving only Yang Jinzhi's master and servant.

Chen Ping didn't care about those people, he was just ordered to save his wife.The lady is holding the child in her arms, so it doesn't matter whose child the man in black takes away belongs to.Also because of this kind of mentality, Zhao Song missed the best opportunity to get the child back.

"Madam?" Zhao Song quickly picked up Yang Jinzhi, "Jinzhi?"

Chen Ping pinched the person, and Yang Jinzhi regained his strength, and the child in his arms finally cried loudly.

"My child?" Zhao Song was delighted, "Your Madam has worked hard."

"No! It's not like this, it's not like this!" Yang Jinzhi pushed Zhao Song away like crazy, and stumbled to Murong, "Where's my child? Where's my child? Brother Song, hurry up! Chase those people back, they Stolen our children!"

She knelt down on the ground with a plop, looking pale at the baby's corpse placed next to Murong, "This is my daughter."

The next moment, Yang Jinzhi hugged Hehuan and wept bitterly, "This is me and your daughter, who was stabbed by that person...my daughter! It's me, it's my fault! It's all because of me!"

Zhao Song froze there, his face completely changed.

Chen Ping was shocked, "The man in black snatched it just now, is it the young master?"

"Chen Ping, chase!" Zhao Song yelled.

Chen Ping immediately led people to chase him. Where can he go to find the child at this time?They didn't know where they were going, and there was no news of these people.Seeing his son being taken away and his daughter being beheaded to the ground, Zhao Song's heart also collapsed at this moment.

Zhao Song picked up the blood-soaked child and hugged him tightly, "Then whose child is this?"

Yang Jinzhi looked flustered, "Child? Whose child is it? It's Murong's, Miss Mu's child!" She suddenly fell to the ground in panic, "I killed someone! I killed someone! I killed someone..."

The ear-piercing voice woke Huiling up. Seeing that his wife was so delirious at first, she immediately covered her aching shoulder, stepped forward and held Yang Jinzhi down, "Madam? Madam? Madam, wake up! Madam?"

Looking around again, Huiling panicked, "Ma'am, there is one child missing, is there another one?"

Zhao Song hugged his dead daughter, drew the sword of the servant beside him, pointed at the child in Yang Jinzhi's arms, his eyes were red, "Is it because of this child that my child was killed by mistake? Who is this woman? Why is my daughter dying? Why is my son being taken away?"

"It was Ms. Mu who saved the wife and the child. This is Ms. Mu's child. What happened..." Huiling didn't know what happened afterwards, so all hope was on Yang Jinzhi.

Seeing that Zhao Song's sword was about to strike, Yang Jinzhi was quickly awakened by the child's cry, "Don't! Don't kill her, the child is innocent! I have already lost two children, so I can't break my promise again. Brother Song, forgive me! Forgive her! Forgive her!"

"She has to pay for my daughter's life!" Zhao Song narrowed his eyes fiercely, "Put the child down, the daughter you have lost is in my arms, this is just an outsider, a damned thing!"

"If it wasn't for Murong, I would have died today." Yang Jinzhi was hysterical, "If it wasn't for saving me, Murong and her children would never have ended up like this. Brother Song, we have to be conscientious, we can't use up others , so ungrateful. I know I'm an incompetent mother, and my child is just born..."

She trembled and hugged Acacia in her arms, trembling to the extreme, "I can't let anyone hurt my child, my child...my child is innocent, all children are innocent, children are innocent... "

She kept rambling on, already showing signs of insanity.

Zhao Song approached step by step, the sword had reached Hehuan.

He Huan in his arms didn't understand what was going on at all, it was just an accident, why did he come to such a place as soon as he opened his eyes?When she opened her eyes, someone wanted to kill her?

"Don't kill her!" Yang Jinzhi suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Song's sword, blood dripping down the blade bit by bit, "She has butterfly Gu on her body! The sacred object of the witch clan! Butterfly Gu—it's a treasure! Murong Said, caesarean section will not die, will not die!"

The three words "Butterfly Gu" made Zhao Song's mind suddenly become very fresh.

The child is dead, even if he kills the child, it is useless.Having lost so much, how can we lose more.How many people in the imperial court are still staring at each other, Zhao Song, as the emperor's closest minister, is well aware of the emperor's coveting of butterfly Gu.After finally getting the position of prime minister from the Zhang family, no matter what, he couldn't lose it again.

The moment the sword fell to the ground, Zhao Song handed the dead daughter in his arms to Huiling, and then helped Yang Jinzhi up, "What Madam said is very true. Since the child is gone, there is no other way. Rather than losing everything , might as well leave one behind."

"Our son, what should we do with our son?" Yang Jinzhi trembled while hugging Acacia, "Son..."

"Isn't the son in your arms?" Zhao Song squinted his fierce eyes, staring at the child in his arms coldly, "From now on, this is the son of my Zhao family, the son of my Zhao Song."

"But this is not a son, this is a girl..." Yang Jinzhi was stunned, "What about my son? Brother Song, if the child is lost, what should I do if the child finds a mother?"

Zhao Song stared at the dead body of Murong under the pear tree, his eyes were as cold as poison.

Chen Ping turned back, "This subordinate is guilty, I didn't catch up with the young master..."

"This is my Zhao Song's son, what are you looking for, young master?" Zhao Song took a deep breath, "Clean up this place, and send my wife and young master back. As for the young lady, since she has nothing to do with my Zhao family, then go with the wind Bar!"

Yang Jinzhi never knew that her husband was such a cold and heartless person.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Jinzhi grabbed Zhao Song's sleeve, "This is your daughter, and the one who lost is your son. How can you say such a thing?"

Looking around, Zhao Song sneered, "This is Madam's own choice, are you going to blame me now? You chose this child, so I will fulfill you. Since you think Murong's child is more important than your own, then you can choose Raise her in the prime minister's mansion, and the real prime minister will properly train this good son you gave birth to!"

The next moment, Zhao Song suddenly snatched the child from the arms of Yang Jin who was in despair.

Yang Jinzhi went crazy, she cried and shouted but was stopped by Chen Ping.

He Huan was hugged in Zhao Song's arms, and before she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she clearly heard the shrill scream of her mother outside the carriage.Yang Jinzhi is crazy, but she is not completely crazy, this is the real pain.

She was implicated because of her husband's affairs with the court, if Murong hadn't risked his life to save her, her mother and son would have died long ago, how could they have survived to this day?She never felt that Murong's child was more important than her own, but it was Murong's child she was holding in her arms.The situation at that time couldn't help her to think at all. She was weak after giving birth, and her brain still lacked a string, so how could she react in time?
When Maya killed someone, Yang Jinzhi couldn't see it at all. When she saw it, the child was already dead.

So what else can she do?

What else can be done?

She had panicked for a long time and didn't know what to do.

It's just that she didn't expect that her husband didn't even have a word of comfort.Is there nothing else to do in this world other than killing people?If it wasn't for the Butterfly Gu, would this child also die?

Murong's body was thrown into the mass grave, and the piece of stone fell from his sleeve.

In the end, it was Yang Jinzhi and Hui Ling who buried Murong's relics under the pear tree. As for the body... the mass grave has been doused with kerosene, and it is impossible to have a safe burial.

In order to silence Zhao Song, in order to make everyone in the world think that Zhao Wuyou was his son, he wiped out all the remaining survivors in the village.Then a fire destroyed the village and the yard on the other side.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and the blood debt owed must be paid after all.Blood debts are paid with blood, and murder is paid with life.

A sudden downpour extinguished the fire in the house, but the pear tree was never able to germinate after the fire, and it was gradually smoothed by wind and rain in the following ten years and disappeared in the courtyard. middle.

From then on, Yang Jinzhi's spirit was not good, and his body became weaker.After giving birth, she experienced great grief and pain, and felt depressed, and was often bedridden.She dreams every night, dreaming that she stabbed a knife into Murong's body, and then the gushing blood stained her face.She could still see her daughter's bloody face, and her son who had disappeared but dared not mention it again.

Every time the son resented her in his dreams, weeping and complaining, why didn't he want him?Why abandon him?

Yang Jin's soul dream was restless, and she became thinner day by day.Every day living in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Jinzhi felt that it was suffering.She felt that if she stayed like this, she might not see worry-free adulthood.

At the age of seven or eight, he should be carefree, but Zhao Wuyou looked young and mature.Her memory is particularly good, reading and writing are better than ordinary people.It's just that she has such a strong body... Thinking of her frail body, Yang Jinzhi felt like a knife was twisting her heart.

Yang Jinzhi knew what Zhao Song did during this time, but what could she do?The child's life is in Zhao Song's hands, how dare she do it?Zhao Song raised Murong's child by his side, which is already extraordinarily kind.

Zhao Wuyou came to pay his respects, his thin face showed a little weakness.

"Mother!" Zhao Wuyou saluted respectfully, dressed in white clothes better than snow.

Yang Jinzhi was sick in bed, "Come closer, but don't get too close to mother. Mother's cold has not recovered yet, so don't get sick."

The people around all retreated, Huiling and Honggu stayed outside, Zhao Wuyou slowly stepped forward and sat at the end of the bed, "Mother's health is always not getting better, Hehuan is very worried. Mother, the palace The doctor..."

"Those imperial physicians are also useless." Yang Jinzhi coughed softly, "Mother's body doesn't matter, it's just your body..."

"Father got the medicine from outside the customs, and Acacia will not get sick again after taking it, and his body will improve a little, mother don't have to worry." Zhao Wuyou frowned and looked at her, "It's mother, she seems to have lost weight again."

Yang Jinzhi sighed softly, "I told your father that I will go to live in Yun'an Temple when I feel better. It's quieter there and suitable for me to recuperate." She paused, looking at Zhao Wuyou with a little hesitation, "Acacia , if mother leaves, you have to be careful by yourself!"

Zhao Wuyou got up and saluted, but did not hold back, "He Huan understands."

"You are a sensible child, but the more sensible you are, the more uncomfortable it will be for mother." Yang Jinzhi choked up, "Some things are not what you see on the surface, your father..."

"Father treats He Huan very well, and He Huan knows it well!" Zhao Wuyou said, "Mother, don't worry, He Huan will definitely do his best to satisfy Dad as much as possible."

When Yang Jinzhi came to his lips, he swallowed hard, "On the ninth day of every month, you can come to Yun'an Temple to see your mother. At other times, try to ask your father for instructions. If you are not allowed, don't worry about it. Mother and you are always mother and daughter." Heart-to-heart. As long as you think of mother, mother will feel at ease."

Zhao Wuyou frowned and looked at Yang Jinzhi, carefully pondering the meaning of his mother's words, then nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"Can't you remember what happened when you were a child?" Yang Jinzhi asked.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, but said nothing.

Yang Jinzhi looked at her with a smile, with tears in his eyes, "Don't think about it if you can't remember it, He Huan, mother can't protect you for the rest of your life, and you have to walk the road ahead by yourself. Mother only hopes that one day, I can see you in joy and joy. , not like it is now. Mom... there is no way..."

"Mother, don't worry!" Zhao Wuyou smiled lightly, "There will be that day."

Yang Jinzhi smiled sadly, not daring to speak many words.

(End of this chapter)

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