President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo stood there, looking at his father and mother to see him off.

She feels very happy at the moment.

His majesty took her daughter's hand and asked softly, "what title do you want?"

"Title?" Yan xiaonuo was surprised and couldn't react at all.

Queen OLINA smiles and explains, "we want to restore your status as the princess of S. when we are ready, you can come here again."

Yan xiaonuo didn't know how to answer.

Princess She never wanted to be able to recover her identity.

"You don't have to worry." Your majesty continued, "to restore your identity is only a small compensation for you."

Queen Elena also said, "I know your concerns. Don't worry. No one dares to stop you, and no one dares to cause trouble because of this."

Yan xiaonuo took queen oleina's hand and whispered, "in fact, I can know that it's enough to have father's love and mother's love."

Last night's assassination, still let her fear.

"Silly boy." Queen orina said with a smile, "don't have so many worries. It's late. Go back with ah Jue."

Yan xiaonuo nodded and said, "take care of yourself. I will come to see you again."

With that, she hugged her parents and boarded the plane back to s city.

Yan xiaonuo stood at the door of the engine room and waved to them.

All of a sudden, she was reluctant.

Moxi definitely hugged Yan xiaonuo and said in a soft voice, "reluctant to leave them?"

"Yes, am I greedy?" Yan xiaonuo asked in his arms.

"It's just human nature. Besides, it's something you've never had."

Yan xiaonuo looked up at moxijue, his smile with some desolation.

Did he think of his fragmented family?

Yan xiaonuo leaned on his shoulder and sighed gently.

Back in S City, there are complaints from Mo Xichen and Xuanji.

For a year, they have to deal with all kinds of things. It's an inhuman life.

However, I'm very happy to have Yan xiaonuo back from recovery, otherwise this inhuman life will last for a long time.

Yan xiaonuo and Moxi Jue together arranged Mo Yan's return to school procedures, then idle down, sit idle in the castle.

Of course, there is Mrs. Xuanji with her. She has not been so relaxed for a long time.

"So you are about to recover your status as a princess?" Madame Xuanji laughs and teases her, "your status today is more noble than Mohism."

Yan xiaonuo slapped her with a smile, "I'm going to blush when you say that."

Madame Xuanji held her hand with blessing and envy in her voice. "Now it's really hard and sweet. Everything that belongs to you has come back."

Yan xiaonuo looked at Xuanji and said sincerely, "Xiaoxuan, what I am most grateful for is you. In those five years, if you were not still with me, I really didn't know if I could survive, perhaps I would not have been able to survive."

Mrs. Xuan Ji listened to her mention of the past, with a slightly melancholy smile: "fool."

"What was the harvest you said last time Yan xiaonuo is very concerned about Xuanji and Fu Jingchen, and quickly asks, "another year has passed. Have you met?"

Xuanji shook her head.

Yan xiaonuo frowned, "Xiaoxuan, you and Fu Jingchen have been around for ten years, right? How many decades can a man live up to his life? "

Madame Xuanji was shocked.

Yes, how many decades of one's life can be wasted like this?

The most important thing is to grasp everything you want.

Yan xiaonuo patted Xuanji on the back of her hand, hoping she could really understand.

Madame Xuanji stayed in the castle that night. Anyway, she went back to the mid mountain villa alone.

Messi will be waiting for Yan xiaonuo in the bedroom. He is still watching the wedding process.

Yan xiaonuo walked in gently, only felt that the back of Mo xijue made her heartache.

It's been seven years since she and Messi decided.

People say that the seven-year itch is not between her and Moxi.

That is for Madame Xuanji and for herself. For the rest of her life, she will love mexicho well.

"Still watching these?" Yan xiaonuo gently closed the project collection for him and sat on his lap, "our wedding, your father will attend."

"I don't want him to come," he said in a deep voice

According to Madame Xuanji, Mo Lingtian has been in the Mo family manor for a whole year, and only the housekeeper Lisa is taking care of her.

Yan xiaonuo felt very uncomfortable when she thought about it, but she felt even more miserable when she thought of the suffering that she would definitely suffer.

One year later, Messi still had such a grudge that he couldn't get rid of."I heard that he was seriously ill again." Yan xiaonuo said low, "or, let's go back to see him?"

"Don't say that again," said Murphy, with a broken light in his black eyes! I'm not going back! "

Yan xiaonuo said nothing more.

She really has some doubts. When Mo Lingtian knows about such a situation, will he ignore it?

Yan xiaonuo can't imagine that the man who took him away by force because he knew that he would be poisoned would be cruel to this point.

At that time, they were stunned by anger and shock, and never considered it carefully.

How did he know that he was suffering but didn't come?

Among the electric light and flint, she thought of Wei Wei Er!

The woman with a deep mind.

Yan xiaonuo's body suddenly has a kind of chill, can solve this mystery, estimate also only Mo Lingtian.

She hugged him tightly, and he was so thin that she loved him.

Messi turned his back to her, and his heart was as sad as a needle. Which son didn't want his father's appreciation? But he never did.

No one can replace this desire and lack.

Yan xiaonuo knew that he could not comfort him, so he could only hold him and made up his mind to investigate the matter clearly.

The next day, as soon as she went to the Empire group, she flew alone to the Mohist manor.

Lisa housekeeper heard that Yan xiaonuo was coming. She was surprised and pleased. She met Yan xiaonuo early on the tarmac. "The second young grandmother is here." Finding that Yan xiaonuo came by herself, she asked again, "where's the second young master?"

"I came by myself." Yan xiaonuo said briefly, not much.

He Qitong, one of the housekeepers of Lisa, understood immediately and said, "come here quickly."

Yan xiaonuo nodded with a smile and asked, "father, is he OK now?"

The housekeeper shook her head. "It's very bad. Sometimes, I don't say a word for a day."

Yan xiaonuo's heart sank and said, "he is now..."

Lisa housekeeper pointed to the figure in the hydrangea and said, "he has nothing to do now but prune these hydrangeas."

Yan xiaonuo looks at Lisa's housekeeper's finger.

Mo Lingtian is wearing a black cloak, always tall and straight back, but now some rickets.

Yan xiaonuo suddenly remembered that when she saw Mo Ling Tian for the first time, she almost regarded him as the brother of Mo Xi Jue.

That kind of arrogance, overwhelming atmosphere makes people dare not look at, to this moment, he is also old.

Yan xiaonuo doesn't know what feeling is in his heart, is sympathy? Is it emotion? All she knew was that she was uncomfortable, not at all.

She walked along the path between the flowers and walked to the place a few steps away from Mo Ling Tian.

Mo Ling Tian stopped the movement in his hand and whispered: "Eveline?"

Yan xiaonuo's heart suddenly seems to be the water that has melted. How much does he miss Princess evelena?

"Father, it's me." "I've come to see you."

Mo Ling Tian Mou in the gentle immediately all scattered, turn head to see to the speech small Nuo, squint up the eye: "is you?"

Or as always, sharp.

Yan xiaonuo nodded, "it's me."

"You see my jokes?" Mo Ling asked coldly.

Yan xiaonuo replied frankly: "no, I heard that you are sick again. I'll have a look."

Mo Lingtian sneered: "what's good to see? I'm forbidden here. If I don't get sick, I'll get sick! It's Messi who made you come? Let's see if I'm dead, right? "

Questioning one by one, full of resentment and accusation against the decision of Mexico.

Yan xiaonuo sighed in his heart, took out his handkerchief and went to help Mo Ling Tian wipe sweat.

"Mercy never knew I was here." Yan xiaonuo put up his handkerchief and said, "I want to see you myself."

Mo Lingtian's eyes gouged out Yan xiaonuo and wished to cut off a piece of meat from her body. "My mo Lingtian founded the Mohist consortium with two sons and a daughter. I didn't expect that I was ill. It was you who came to see me. It was a desolate evening scene!"

Yan xiaonuo did not respond to his words, turned to Lisa housekeeper and said: "father is tired, you go to arrange for him to rest for a while."

"Go away!" Mo Lingtian roared, "you are not qualified to arrange for me!"

Yan xiaonuo had to say: "that you continue, I have been tired all the way, go to have a rest first."

She turned and left.

Mo Ling day gnashing teeth to look at her back, "Yan Xiao Nuo, you this cheeky woman!"

Yan xiaonuo's steps did not stop for a moment, directly on the carriage, feeling in the heart, father and son's character is really the same, die to face, live to suffer, arrogant is not good.

Housekeeper Lisa is worried."You don't have to worry. Just do what I say." Yan xiaonuo said, "go quickly."

Wait for words small Nuo's carriage to go far, Mo Ling genius got on the carriage.

Lisa housekeeper is relaxed. Mo Lingtian has not been so full of spirit for a long time. She doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. However, there is no worse situation than before.

Yan xiaonuo is naturally back to the residence of moxijue. She has just entered the room when her mobile phone rings.

It's Messi.

Yan xiaonuo took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Did you go to the Mohist manor?" Mo xijue's voice can eat her, "now, immediately, immediately, come back to me!"