Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 354 Crisis: My Son

On the day they left, Ji Lan and the others all came.I have seen everything I can see, and the parting scene really makes people cry.

Ji Lan hugged her, cried and said, "I must take good care of myself outside."

Zhuo Zhuo said with a smile: "I will definitely, I want to take care of two children, such a woman is the strongest."

Zhuo Zhuo's smile made everyone feel better.Ji Lan wiped away her tears and looked around again, she saw Guang Sai but not Han Yingxi: "Where is the King?"

Guang Sai bowed: "Your Majesty...he still has state affairs to do."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled lightly: "It's getting late, I'm leaving. Don't send me off, I'm dead now, have you forgotten?"

Wen Sheng cried like a child, for such a big man, he carried Zhuo Zhuo into the carriage while crying, and put Han Yingyue next to Zhuo Zhuo.Zhuo Zhuo looked at them, then he whipped his whip, and the carriage slowly drove away from the side gate of the palace and the capital.

The wheels creaked, and Zhuo Zhuo leaned against the car door, looking dazed.Where are you going?
Han Yingyue sat beside her, looking at her face from the outside: "That woman named Linglong, I thought you would pay homage to her grave."

Zhuo Zhuo lowered his eyes and said quietly: "I have no face to see her. I forced her back to You Moqiong, causing her to die. And her brother..."

Zhuo Zhuo's eyes were red, Xuanyuan Ji's death made her unable to breathe.I never imagined that they would be separated forever.

Han Yingyue lay down against her belly, with her small hands on her swollen belly: "The feeling with the father is very special, and the feeling with the child in this belly is also very special. The Soul Killer, there is such a thing."

Zhuo Zhuo looked down at him: "You still can't remember anything?"

"Well, I only remember my name."

A golden fallen leaf floated to his face, Han Yingyue picked it up and sat up, looking at the leaf in his hand.Looking at his appearance, Zhuo Zhuo really sighed in his heart.This son, however, has the memory of his previous life, and he feels like another person, a mature man.But it was indeed the child who was born by her and grew up on her milk.

"With you behind me, I have dreamed about many things. It should be your memory."

Han Yingyue turned her head, looking excited: "Tell me quickly."

The tone of speech is also an adult. "In your dream, you are a carefree person. There is a beloved woman named Luo Zhi, and a good friend named Gu Huang."

Han Yingyue thought for a while: "Luo Zhi...Guhuang...can't remember."

Zhuo Zhuo rubbed his belly, looked at his son who was thinking, "I am the reincarnation of that Luo Zhi. It's just that I'm not like you and can remember anything."

Han Yingyue smiled: "No wonder I always feel distressed when I see you. If you were really my beloved woman in the previous life, it would also be a beautiful love... It's really fate, I was reincarnated as your son .”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhuo Zhuo's stomach again, and frowned slightly: "Mother... Mother, where should we go?"

"Yeah, where should I go? Have you already hidden me?"

"Yes, I performed witchcraft when I was out of the palace."

"Then, you can go anywhere."

Zhuo Zhuo hugged Han Yingyue, and the child gently pressed against her stomach again.Even though he is a mature man in his heart, he is his own son after all.As Han Yingxi said, it will not change.

Zhuo Zhuo half-closed his eyes, looking at the endless road ahead.Farther and farther away from him, farther and farther away...

Find an inn to stay.It was already late autumn, and there were very few people in the inn.Xiao Er went to bed after getting hot water, Zhuo Zhuo washed his face, and helped Han Yingyue wash his face, and the two got under the covers to keep warm.

Han Yingyue didn't feel embarrassed by the memory of her previous life, she still cuddled up to Zhuo Zhuo like a child.Zhuo Zhuo still regarded him as his son and held his little hand.

"Mother's body is full of powerful aura. If you are fine during this time, I will teach you how to practice spells."

Zhuo Zhuo has used spells before without guidance, and she was terrified.Thinking about it now, it turns out that I am the reincarnation of the spiritual girl Luo Zhi, so I am naturally full of spirituality.But, what happened to Han Yingxi?He is the only man in this world who can give birth to the Soul Eater with her, so he should have a lot of background, right?

"Your father is also very talented, can you feel it?"

Han Yingyue shook her head: "I can't feel it, it should be said that I don't feel it at all."

how so.Zhuo Zhuo sighed lightly.

At dawn, they prepared some food and resumed their aimless journey.Zhuo Zhuo rubbed his belly, thinking that he had to find a stone house to stay for a while, give birth to this child, raise it for a while, and then continue to find a safe place.

Thinking about it, the little guy next to him snuggled up again, touched Zhuo Zhuo's belly with his little hand and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Although it is the thoughts of an adult, it still maintains the disposition of a child.Zhuo Zhuo smiled softly, stroking his shiny black hair.

After finding a stone house, Zhuo Zhuo bought it and lived in it with his young son.This room was chosen because of the quiet environment and because the original owner of this room was a middle-aged woman who lived alone.After buying the house, she can still live here, the condition is to help take care of Zhuo Zhuo.She will leave after a while, and the house still belongs to this woman.

The woman's name is Anan.

Han Yingyue sat on the threshold and watched the two women busy.He was too young, it would be nice if he could take care of himself, but he really couldn't help much.In the past, he could still use spells, but it was difficult for him to cast them to avoid scaring people.

In fact, there are not many things, just a box of money, a few clothes, and some necessities of life.The middle-aged woman is very honest, and the simple nature of the country people can be seen at a glance.

"What about your man?"

Zhuo Zhuo panicked: "He doesn't want me anymore, so I took the children out."

Anan's eyes were red: "He doesn't even want a beautiful woman like you, and she's still pregnant with his child, it's too bad."

Zhuo Zhuo didn't say anything, and that woman treated her better.

After dinner, Anan held Han Yingyue in his arms, and he couldn't help liking him: "What a beautiful child, but he doesn't look like you."

Zhuo Zhuo was sitting on the side sewing clothes, raised his head and said: "He is like his father."

Anan smacked his mouth: "It turns out that your man is also a beautiful person... he must be very powerful, right?"

Zhuo Zhuo bit off the thread, walked up to his son to compare: "Never mind him, we have nothing to do with him anymore."

Han Yingyue stretched out her little hand, obviously he doesn't like being hugged by others.Zhuozhuo took him over and would not tease him like before, because she knew that he was actually a man.

In the evening, Anan went to bed early.There are two stone houses in this yard. Anan sleeps in the stone house where he cooks, leaving a separate stone house for the mother and son.

Zhuo Zhuo looked at the oil lamp in a daze, Han Yingyue picked up the clothes on the bed and made gestures by herself.

Zhuo Zhuo looked over and smiled lightly: "How is my craft?"

"Very good." The immature voice was indeed a mature conversation, Zhuo Zhuo really felt awkward.But this is also a person who can talk.

Han Yingyue put down her clothes, raised her dark eyes and looked at Zhuo Zhuo: "You said bad things about your father today, don't you feel very sad?"

"It's already numb." She rubbed her stomach, "There are still two months left, but this little guy is very anxious to come out, always restless.

Han Yingyue is small and can lie on the bed with her hands over her chin, her legs still dangling in mid-air.His memory has not been fully awakened, and it is still mixed with the nature of a child.

He looked at Zhuo Zhuo's stomach: "If a knife is born, will Anan be scared to death?"

"How is it possible? You clearly said it was a baby..." Zhuo Zhuo paused for a moment, she looked down at her stomach, and thought of that poor child in her previous life.Han Qingjian only knew one thing but didn't know the other, and killed his own son.

She must protect this child.Zhuo Zhuo sat up straight all of a sudden, Han Yingyue also sat up quickly, and asked nervously: "What happened?"

Zhuo Zhuo held his stomach, and said expectantly: "I'm going to learn spells tomorrow, teach me."

Han Yingyue crossed her legs, only a two-year-old child crossed her legs is really interesting: "You are inconvenient."

"It's okay, I'm pretty capable."

She smiled and said, "I took care of you independently for several months after I gave birth to you."

Han Yingyue scratched her head: "I don't remember those."

Children can't remember things at all.Sure enough, he was still a child: "That's it."

Zhuo Zhuo leaned back again: "During the time I was taking care of you, I was almost raped by a nobleman. That bad guy was torn off his hands and feet by magic. When I recovered, I saw you lying on the table, unconscious for a few days .I think, you used magic to protect me."

Han Yingyue continued to scratch her head: "Why don't you have any impression?"

Zhuo Zhuo laughed, she held him in her arms.Han Yingyue's arms hung straight, and her small face was pressed against her chest, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhuo Zhuo gently stroked his hair, and said with a smile: "At that time, you still helped me wash my clothes. You really loved me since I was a child. You are indeed my lover in the previous life."

Han Yingyue's small face was flushed: "If my father sees it, he will eat it."

Zhuo Zhuo lowered his eyes: "He won't, he also loves you very much."

Han Yingyue stretched out her arms to embrace Zhuo Zhuo, her long eyelashes drooping, and she seemed to sigh a little: "If only I could remember the past, maybe I can quickly wipe out that public household Yuansi, you guys we can reunite."

Zhuo Zhuo looked at his little head, and caressed him lovingly: "Even without this matter, I might run out to get some air."

He raised his head: "Because of that Xuanyuanji?"

"Yes."

Han Yingyue sat up: "Mother likes that General Xuanyuan very much."

Zhuo Zhuo nodded: "Yes, if I hadn't met your father first, I would have been with him."

In the last scene, Xuanyuan Ji's hesitation to speak overlapped with the tragic scene of his death in her imagination, and her heart throbbed.

Han Yingyue held her little hand with both hands, and said in a tender voice: "Don't think about him if he is already dead. We must always look forward. I will teach you spells starting tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you are not physically strong. sleep."

(End of this chapter)