Chapter 425

The dragon scales on Hanzheng's face became more and more serious, as if she was about to transform into a dragon and fly away, but Han Moyu grabbed her hand, trying not to let her have any chance to escape.

In the end, she became furious and burst into anger, "No! I'm just... I'm just being coerced!"

"Coerced by who?"

"I..." Han Zheng talked for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, and still cursed angrily: "You rebellious son, I should have known earlier, I should have killed you with a single knife!"

"Mother should have said that if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have given birth to me." After a pause, he added: "It also saves you from feigning death and leaving when I grow more and more like him."

"No...it's not like that...I just..."

"You just often peek at me from the side corner of the study when I don't know who you are, because that angle looks more like him?"

When Han Moyu said this, she was still holding onto Han Zheng's hand. In the end, she burst into tears and squatted on the ground, her body covered with chills.

"Yes, what you said is true, I can't figure out my mind, and I missed it again and again, but I really didn't covet that perverted thing... I just..."

"Hehe... I don't have the right. Is it because I miss my son, so I look at it every day?"

"Mo Yu, can we stop talking about this?"

Han Zheng's expression became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help but beg.

Han Moyu stared at her for a long time, then nodded: "Okay, let's talk about the previous topic, why did you drink me a poison that can soften my body, but didn't come to kill me, but came to ask for the heart of the earth."

"Because... I..." Han Zheng struggled for a long time with his eyes closed, and finally seemed to let go, and replied, "I want to save him."

"Save someone."

"You know it, don't you?"

"Oh...but he has already been eaten by me, so how can I save him?"

"The heart of the earth can give birth to soul and flesh, as long as you think about it, it will naturally be resurrected...!"

"It's too simple to think. He didn't die normally, but was swallowed by me. How can he be resurrected?"

"In general, if dragons want to digest demons, their bodies will dissipate quickly, but their spirits will take at least five years to digest. Isn't it five years yet? As long as it is less than five years, there is a chance. I must rescue him before that , just treat it, just treat it as his reward for saving my life..."

The children are all born, and they are so old, they have married wives and have children, and she is still struggling with such issues as the reward for saving a life, and I am also drunk.

It's better not to inherit low emotional intelligence, otherwise I must be in a state of distress now.

So I interjected weakly: "I think he will be happy when he hears this, and then vomit blood. Originally, you said that you would save him and he would be very happy, but you said, if you want to pay, I think he would rather not enjoy it." , I don’t want your rewards either.”

Han Moyu was silent after hearing this, of course I knew what he was quiet about.

When Han Zheng said this, he probably didn't know that he had lived in the Liuli River for thousands of years, not to mention his soul, there was not even a scum left!

In other words, there is no hope of resurrection now, and no matter how much she tosses about it, it will not help.

Han Moyu stood obediently, and finally looked at her: "Follow me back to the palace."

"What are you going back to the palace for?"

"You continue to be your Uya, because of those messy things, as you said, everything in the past will never come back, cherish the present, and imagine again, isn't the future good?"

"But now I have nothing, I have nothing, everything is thanks to you, but I can't do it, I am so weak, I deserve it..."

In the middle of the speech, he couldn't speak any more, and squatted softly on the ground again, weeping uncontrollably.

I went up to help her, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't cry, I can see that you are a stubborn person, in fact, Han Moyu still cares about you very much, and I know what you have to hide, but now we don't I'll pursue it. He just said that he wants you to go back to the palace, that is to reconcile with you. You are a dragon girl, and you still have a long life to live. It is impossible to indulge in the past, or you can forget that you once lived Having a child, it’s okay to not recognize him at all, wouldn’t it be good to find a wider world.”

A series of consolations didn't seem to have any effect, she looked up at me: "What do you mean?"

The trembling in her eyes made me feel that she understood my implication.

It means that what she thinks in her mind will never be realized again, and it is better to look to the future.

"No...it's impossible..." Han Zheng suddenly became excited: "Is he completely dead?"

The eyes were not looking at me, but looking at Han Moyu, fixedly looking at him, asking for an answer.

After a long while, Han Moyu nodded: "I was imprisoned in the Liuli River for a thousand years, so you probably don't know."

Han Zheng was stunned, and just stood there blankly, for a long time, two lines of clear tears fell from his eyes.

"he died?"

"Yes."

"Haha...he's dead! He's completely dead! No complaints, no virtue! No sorrow, no joy! There will be no more! Never see each other again! Never see each other again!!..."

After a black light passed, a dragon soared into the sky. I heard the dragon's mournful cry in the sky, and I felt uncomfortable.

Cherish the present moment... In fact, I don't regret that I treated Yan Ling well back then.

If you don't try, how will you know if this person is really your love?

A leaf obstructs the eyes, but Mount Tai is not seen.

Han Zheng's Yiye was removed, and he probably went crazy for a while before the trouble was over.

Han Moyu took me home, and the two of them didn't say a word on the way. He was no longer the person who imitated his father's voice and smile and forced his mother to recognize her true heart, but just a fragile child.

After returning, the concubines were relieved to see that Han Moyu was fine, and went back to their rooms without saying anything.

Han Moyu curled up on the bed, quietly without even the sound of breathing, like a person made of glass, everything seemed so fragile.

Soon, when night fell, I silently blew out the candles, undressed and went to bed, hugged his body, and found that it was colder than ever before.

He felt my movement, and he rolled me into his arms slightly rudely, followed by a violent kiss that had never been done before.

"Hmm..." My teeth gnawed on my lips, I exclaimed, and then my body became cold.

Han Moyu turned over and left a sucking mark on my neck, as well as a few particularly deep tooth marks.

Looks like a little blood, stabbing pain.

In the darkness, I saw his red eyes and his panic, and immediately let go of me, and wrapped the clothes and quilt around me indiscriminately.

"Baby... I'm sorry, I shouldn't vent on you."

"It's nothing." Compared with his confusion, my expression is very natural: "This is one of the functions of a wife, you're welcome."

I have seen this kind of look before, in the illusion created by Mubai, that Han Moyu said that no matter the dragon or snake, they are more cruel in this kind of thing.

I personally enjoyed it once. At that time, I saw Han Moyu who I had never seen before, fierce and cruel, but at the same time, I still remember his face that was extremely happy to play.

That illusion was created by Qiankun Ding, so it should be imitating reality, that is to say... maybe that is his nature.

His actions just now showed that he was in an unstable mood, a little...that feeling.

In an instant I understood.

"Brother..." I called softly, hugging his neck: "I don't mind, huh?"

Han Moyu was silent at first, then hugged me with a wry smile: "What don't you mind?"

"It's okay to be cruel." I touched my neck and said softly: "For example, if you like this, I don't mind."

"Who told you I like it?"

"I just know it."

"fool."

In the end, he didn't vent his anger like that Han Moyu in the illusion, but just hugged me quietly until dawn.

When I woke up, he had already woken up, sitting at the table drinking tea, blowing mouthfuls of hot air, very peacefully.

He recovered, and his mental state basically became normal, as if what happened yesterday never happened at all.

But there is bad news, Xie Yun hanged himself, and left a letter saying that he poisoned the royal family and killed himself.

I think she is a poor person, and I am also magnanimous. After the funeral, I gave her the empty name of the Han family and engraved it on the inscription, fulfilling my wish when I was alive.

Later, after about half a month, there was a dirty little boy standing at the door of our house, staring blankly, saying that his mother was inside.

Those eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Xie Yun.

(End of this chapter)

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