"I hope you're okay. Have you recovered your martial arts skills?" Qiu Yunfeng sat up on the bed and asked lightly.
"Yes. The seal has been released." An Luoluo nodded and considerately helped Qiu Yunfeng put a comfortable pillow behind him.
"That's good." Qiu Yunfeng said with a smile.
"By the way, what's the reason for your injury? I heard from Jing Luo that you're looking for me?" An Luoluo raised his eyebrows and looked straight at Qiu Yunfeng with a trace of blame in his serious eyes.
He went to find her, and she didn't object, but if he got himself hurt, it was really...
"I originally wanted to rescue my aunt where Situ Ran imprisoned her, but I didn't expect that the ancient warrior inside had very strong martial arts, so I got injured instead." Qiu Yunfeng smiled lightly, saying it was calm and it didn't matter.
"Yun." An Luoluo's eyes felt warm and filled with tears of emotion.
"Luoluo, I'm really ashamed that I didn't rescue my aunt." As he spoke, Qiu Yunfeng lowered his head, with a hint of sadness on his face.
"Yun, thank you." Qiu Yunfeng hugged Qiu Yunfeng gently. Everything this man did was for her good. But she still resisted him. She really deserved to die, so damned.
"Luoluo, please remember to never say polite words between you and me, okay?" Qiu Yunfeng raised his head and looked at An Luoluo tenderly and sadly.
Looking at the gentle and loving eyes, An Luoluo nodded vigorously.
"Yun. Where is the place where my mother is imprisoned?" An Luoluo thought for a moment. Now that he has resumed his martial arts, it is necessary to meet his mother, an important person he once knew.
In addition, it has been several days. Why hasn't that brat named Situ Lan, my cheap son, shown up for so long?
Yun didn't know much about what had happened to her, so she couldn't tell herself those things. She didn't believe that everything Mu Yuanchen told him was true.
As for Situ Lan, that cheap son, she really wanted to believe everything he said, but he seemed to be very disgusted with Yun.
What about this so-called mother?
What would she tell herself about the past, and what would it look like?
"Luoluo, do you want to see your mother?" Qiu Yunfeng looked at An Luoluo and saw through An Luoluo's desire to see his mother at a glance.
"Well, I want to go see him. Maybe he can remember something?" An Luoluo sat beside the bed, gently covered Qiu Yunfeng with the quilt, and said with a smile.
She really wants to know everything.
For example, the strange killing intent that surged out of him when he saw Situ Ran, and the feeling of something swimming in his blood when he saw Mu Yuanchen, as well as his son and mother.
She wanted to make everything clear, no matter what everything in the past looked like, it was painful and full of tragedy, or as the cheap son said.
No matter what it is, she has to face everything and solve everything. Otherwise, she can only fall into this confused, powerless, and overwhelmed situation forever.
This feeling of being unable to control everything drove her crazy.
She once tried to escape everything willfully, but in the end she still came back here. Even though she was a thousand times unwilling in her heart, she could only face it.
"When I recover from my injury, I will go with you." Qiu Yunfeng stretched out his hand, took An Luoluo's hand, and said with sincerity and solemnity.
