Chapter 320

Just as Han xuyao was ready to get up with his wine cup, he hesitated to see Yan Luoli drowned in a piece of flattery.

Even if her temperament changed a lot, she didn't change a little.

I don't like the feeling of being surrounded by flies, so I find an excuse to leave tingyuxuan and walk into the royal garden alone.

Vaguely, as if someone was shouting.

"Little prince! ——Slow down! ——”

"don't run around, young man, it's time for the Lord to lecture me again!"

"Little prince, where are you going?"

……

Yan Luoli listens, and a faint smile appears on her face. It is estimated that her child is disobedient when she enters the palace and runs around.

Gently shaking her head, Yan Luoli stood under a pine tree and looked up at the bright starry sky.

The starry sky in winter is especially clear, as if you can see far away.

She just held her head up, and her eyes were a little lost.

"Ouch."

A milky voice came. Yan Luoli felt that something had hit her feet.

Turning around and looking down, I saw a little boy with a round face, about three or four years old.

The little boy touched his aching buttock and got up. His big black eyes were staring at Yan Luoli, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

Yan Luoli's heart trembled for a moment, because the child gave her the feeling that she was really too familiar.

"Mother..."

The little boy's lips moved. He gave a sad cry, trotted two steps, and hugged Yan Luoli's thigh.

"Mom, I finally saw you. Mom, don't leave me any more, Wuwuwuwu..."

His head was buried in the gorgeous skirt of yanluoli, and he began to cry.

Mother?!

How can the child

Yan Luoli wanted to take him away, but she held his skirt in her hand, but she couldn't give up at the bottom of her heart.

Helpless, she had to pat the child's head, squat down, looking at him as gently as possible, although there was no expression on her face.

He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped away his tears and gazed at his red face.

"Whose child are you?"

The little boy raised his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Mother, don't you know nianer?"

Nian'er's mouth is bulging, and his eyes are filled with incomparable loss.

Should I know him?

Yan Luoli frowned and thought that she should have known each other.

After a pause, she opened her mouth and wanted to continue to ask. A girl rushed out and held nian'er in her arms. She looked at Yan Luoli apologetically,

"Xiao Shizi, I found you. How can you run around?"

Reproach a, turn round to blunt Yan Luo Li blessing body to send a gift.

"Girl, I'm sorry, this child is naughty, running around, disturbing you."

"No

Yan Luoli nodded and looked at the woman's face.

The girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she didn't look like a mother. With a child, she would inevitably make mistakes.

"Aunt Zhong Shu, it's you who told me that you can find your mother in the palace. I..."

Read son's words didn't finish, Zhong Shu then a cover his mouth, eyes constantly to the stone path there aim, whisper to remind.

"Your father is here. Be good."

With that, she hugged nian'er and rushed up to Han xuyao.

"Wang Ye, Wang ye forgive me. Zhong Shu didn't take good care of xiaoshizi."

Han xuyao didn't seem to care. He just waved his hand indifferently and motioned them to step down first. He went straight to Yan Luoli.

Cold and fierce breath with the inviolable dignity, pressure Zhong Shu dare not look up, owe the body, she held nianer quickly left.

Not far away, nian'er was unwilling to go any further, struggling to get down.

"You let me go, I'm going to find my mother!"

The child's strength is not small, a few times to break away from the arm of Zhong Shu, along the road to run back.

"Little prince!"

Zhong Shu can't help it. She quickly stops in front of nian'er and grabs him in her arms.

Seeing that he had been looking at the direction where Han xuyao was, she realized and her eyes sank.

"The girl in pink is nianer's mother?"

Tone with a small surprise, just that girl, Zhong Shu some impression.

She had never seen such a beautiful woman, so she was Princess Jing.

Somehow, the bottom of my heart across a touch of shallow loneliness.

Smell speech, read son to stop struggling, pitifully looking at Zhong Shu, constant nod.

"Aunt Zhong Shu, can we go back?"

Words with pray, nianer's eyes are begging eyes, water Lingling, it is difficult to refuse.After a moment of meditation, she nodded.

"Well, we can only do it quietly."

See Zhong Shu promise, read son immediately nod, meat Du Du small hand clenched into a fist.

"Well, nianer is sure to be good."

They went back to the garden and found a big stone to hide. Their eyes fell on the two people not far away.

Yan Luoli calmly watched Han xuyao, and there was no waves in her heart.

Such a calm, fall in the eyes of Han xuyao, like a sharp knife, stab in the heart.

"Lil."

After looking at each other for a while, Han xuyao broke the silence.

There is a little excitement in the voice, but also a little difficulty.

"King Jing, I'm afraid you're calling the wrong person, aren't you?"

Indifferent voice, not mixed with any emotion.

She walked slowly in front of Han xuyao, with a shallow smile, and carefully looked at his face covered with ice and snow.

This action is a little intimate, Yan Luoli doesn't know why, just want to see his face.

"You Don't you remember me? "

In addition to the appearance of the same, temperament and eyes, completely changed a person, Han xuyao really not sure, in her heart, whether there is a place of their own.

"Naturally, I remember, but King Jing, your Li'er died under the cliff three years ago. Now I am Yue Wuxin, Princess Xuanji of Dongyue, and I have nothing to do with you, Nanchu and King Jing's residence. "

The corner of the mouth raised a faint smile, light words, so out of her mouth.

Every word is like a sharp blade, mercilessly inserted in Han xuyao's heart.

He pursed his lips, endured the pain in his heart, and tried to control his reason.

"What about nianer? Do you want to stop reading? "

The low voice is a little hoarse, with slight shaking.

What's the point?

"You mean the child just now?"

Yan Luoli asked thoughtfully, but there were still no waves on her face.

Han xuyao's heart was hit hard again. He could no longer control his emotions. He grabbed Yan Luoli's arm and pulled her to his face.

The broad chest is close to Yan Luoli, and the powerful pressure is coming.

Sharp eyes, staring at Yan Luoli's expressionless face.

It seems that I want to see her through.

"You can disown Ben Wang. How can you disown your own children?"

"King Jing, please respect yourself

In the face of his rudeness, Yan Luoli's eyebrows frowned more tightly, and her inner power gathered in her palm, ready to go.

"Even if nian'er is my child, do you want to keep him in Dongyue, King Jing?"

She asked casually with a hook in the corner of her mouth. She shook off his palm with her internal force and moved a distance back.

The soft sword sealed at his waist came out and pointed directly at Han xuyao's face.

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