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Although Leng Yulin hasn't grown up yet, his natural domineering bearing is just like Leng junao!

Round eyes a stare, then let a person dare not move.

At the same time, Zhao wanran, a fool in the prison, had no good relationship with Zhou wanran!

Two people look at each other, at the same time will red tassel spear to inverted on the ground, half kneel down, "is the subordinate's eyes, collided with the prince, also hope Prince atonement!"

Leng Yulin's hands were behind him. He only gave a cold hum and didn't answer.

When Zhao Wanxi saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing with some satisfaction. Her eyes were as soft as water.

She said softly, "lin'er has grown up now. He can share his worries for his mother."

"Lin'er should take good care of his younger sister and baozi. If the mother is not around, they will all be handed over to you. "

Leng Yulin nodded heavily. In his dark eyes, he was reluctant to give up.

He didn't like Zhao Wanxi's words. It sounded like she would never come back from now on.

But the mother was right. When he grew up, he had to take care of his younger brother and sister.

The jailer knelt for a long time, but he didn't see Leng Yulin give an order. He couldn't help but remind him: "but your highness, this is the important place of the prison. If there is no permission from the Emperor..."

The rest of the voice has been completely disappeared, only because of a light look in the eyes of Leng Yulin.

The jailer also wanted to dare to finish his words, but Leng Yulin's cold eye made him dare not move too much.

"Lin'er, tong'er, leave quickly." Smell speech, Zhao Wan Xi light voice way: "mother is all right, you want to be good."

"Empress..."

The cold purple Tong blinks the big eyes of moistening water, does not give up to call a way.

"Let's go. Don't let the mother worry."

Leng Yulin takes the initiative to take Leng Zitong's little hand and takes the lead to walk outside.

The little figure they left with each other gradually went away, and Zhao Wanxi couldn't give up until she couldn't see it.

She closed her eyes and put her hand on her left chest. There, it's hard. How could that be?

Zhao Wanxi was puzzled.

She stayed in the palace only a few months, but these children, she has been extremely reluctant to give up.

When you get out of the prison, it's a smooth journey.

"Brother, let's go to the father."

Walking to the back of a rockery, Leng Zitong suddenly stopped, took the initiative to let go of his hand, raised his head and proposed, "the mother was beaten so miserably."

"Let's go and ask our father to release our mother."

Leng Zitong's big eyes are inherited from Zhao Wanxi's, and her watery eyes are sincere. She keeps pulling Leng Yulin's sleeves and swinging from side to side.

This small appearance is very attractive.

"Good."

Leng Yulin doesn't want to see Zhao Wanxi bullied like this. His eyes twinkle slightly, "but you have to listen to me later."

Sunlight from his body down, clearly still young cheek, has a sense of calm.

"Good!" Leng Zitong nodded heavily and agreed.

Leng junao is correcting the memorial in the imperial study. Seriously, he doesn't notice that two small figures have sneaked in.

Ning Shun watched, opened one eye, closed one eye, did not remind.

"Father."

The tender and crisp voice rings out, and the little girl rushes straight in front of Leng junao.