Lan Qingyue stretched out her hand to hold Zi Yan. Zi Yan seemed to be unsteady and fell into his arms. She shouted in an extremely weak voice, "Brother Wuye..."
She closed her eyes and fainted immediately.
Lan Qingyue's expression changed, and she hugged her hurriedly, glaring at Yan Mo, "What did you do to her?"
Yanmo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curled up and she sneered, "I didn't do anything. As long as you stop pestering Zijin and my sister in the future, she will be fine. Otherwise, you just wait to collect her body."
She was supporting Mu Lingyue with one hand and holding Xiao Zijin with the other. Looking at Mu Lingyue's haggard look, she really didn't want to let it go. Damn Lan Qingyue, what had he done to be imprisoned alone?
He was so frustrated.[
But now that both mother and son have been found, there is no need to make the matter too big.
Mu Lingyue was ill for a long time this time.
More than half a month has passed, and her illness has not completely recovered. However, under Yanmo's careful care, her complexion has improved a lot, her spirit has improved a lot, and she no longer looks sick and sick.
In order to make her illness recover as soon as possible, Yan Mo sent her and Xiao Zi Jin back to the mortal world.
It was already the depth of winter at this time, and the snow outside the window was flying in the air like goose feathers. There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and several red plum branches were broken by the snow.
Outside the window, it looked like a world of ice and snow.
Xiao Zijin was playing snowball fights with Mo Nu in the yard, and cheerful laughter sounded from time to time. Mu Lingyue stood aside and looked at the two of them, with a faint smile on her lips.
For her, it is enough to live a simple life with her son by her side.
If Yan Mo hadn't found her and Zi Jin, she didn't know if she would have a chance to see her child again.
Lan Qingyue has changed a lot now.
It has become very strange and strange.
She didn't have any big wishes in her heart, she just hoped that he could let the mother and son go and not take the boy Jin away from her again.
On the day when she and Xiao Zijin were rescued, Yan Mo secretly injected a toxin that was only found in the demon world into Zi Yan's body, and the only person who could detoxify it, besides Mo Jun, was her.
She said with certainty that the Demon Lord would not interfere in this matter, nor would he help Lan Qingyue.
Therefore, if Lan Qingyue wanted Zi Yan to live well, she would not bother their mother and son anymore.
If this is really the case, it couldn't be better.
"Okay, Zijin, stop playing, it's time to eat."
The little guy has been playing all morning and is not tired. Fortunately, Mo Nu is a patient person and stays with him all the time, and he doesn't show any signs of impatience.
"Mother."[
The boy ran in from outside the house, his face was red and his body was covered with snow.
"Come here, mother, I'll wipe it for you."
He ran over with a smile, raised his little head, and the hot breath from his mouth quickly disappeared in the air.
Mu Lingyue patted all the snow off his body, pinched his face, and said with a smile, "Go and wash your hands. It's time to eat. I made your favorite eight-treasure duck today."
"That's great."
When Xiao Zijin heard that there was something he liked to eat, he immediately beamed and happily ran to ask someone to get hot water to wash his hands.
"Lingyue..."
Mo Nu also walked into the house, reached out and closed the door, "I have something to confess to you."