After the little episode just now, Lan Wushuang also roughly understood her current identity. It turns out that this physical body is also the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she is considered a noble lady. However, due to her cowardly nature, she has been autistic since she was a child, and has been living in the Lan Mansion.
He has very little status. In addition, he was kidnapped from the mansion five years ago and was kicked out by the Lan Mansion after being brutally raped, so he became a beggar!
Lan Wushuang sorted out her thoughts. Although she didn't understand the whole situation, she felt that the incident five years ago was not as simple as outsiders said. Do you think that the Prime Minister's Office could just come and go?
, a place where you can just leave? Not to mention that a big living person was kidnapped. How could things go so smoothly if there was no one in the house to act as an internal response?
Lan Wushuang was thinking in her heart, who on earth caused Lan Wushuang to suffer so much?!
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Lan Jue raised his head and asked. Seeing that she didn't speak during the whole journey, her eyebrows were still furrowed, as if she was thinking about something.
"Son, do we have a place to live?" Lan Wushuang calmed down the expression on her face and changed the subject. On the surface, she didn't agree, but in her heart she secretly swore that she would find out who had harmed Lan Wushuang.
Those bitches, if it weren't for them, how would she have traveled here? So no matter how she settled this account, she would keep it in mind!
Lan Jue replied, "Yes, it's in a ruined temple outside the city. That's our home."
Lan Wushuang pursed her lips and suddenly felt that this boy was quite pitiful. He had to go out to beg at a young age and lived without three meals a day.
"Xiaobao, I will take care of you from now on!" Lan Wushuang said in a loud voice, and also called her by her nickname, and maternal love suddenly overflowed.
"Xiaobao?" Lan Jue didn't react for a moment and said innocently, "Didn't Mom say my name is Lan Jue?"
Lan Wushuang smiled, raised her warm palms to rub the top of his head, and said with a smile, "Xiaobao is the nickname I call you, and Lanjue is the name you tell others in the future. A boy must have a noble name."
A more annoying name, what do you think?"
"Yeah, yeah, from now on, only mother can call me Xiaobao!" Lan Jue nodded happily. Although he thought she was a little strange today, as long as he could be with her, he felt particularly happy.
Lan Wushuang's eyes were dark, and she continued to hold his little hand and walked out of the city.
Lan Jue also said, "Mom, your hands are very warm today!"
Lan Wushuang just smiled and said nothing, thinking that of course, she is a healer, her body contains infinite energy, not only is it invulnerable to all poisons, but she can repair and heal any injury, and her body temperature is relatively higher than that of normal people.
Higher!
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Soon after, the sky cleared up and mother and son returned to their so-called 'home'.
When Lan Wushuang looked at the dilapidated temple in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed again. The thought of living in such a place today made her feel uncomfortable all over. Looking back, how luxurious her residence was back then? In comparison,
It is simply a paradise and a hell!
"Xiaobao, do we really live here?" Lan Wushuang questioned. This temple feels like it is about to collapse. It is simply a dilapidated building. How can people live in it?
"Yes, we will live here during this period!" Lan Jue replied. From birth to now, he has never had a good day. As long as he can remember, he has followed her to sleep on the street. He always feels that there is someone
A place to shelter from the wind and rain is already very good.
Lan Wushuang didn't say anything else. She looked at the ruined temple and then at the kid next to her. She thought that such a small child was not picky. She was an adult after all, so she could just make do with it for one night!
"Then go in, your clothes are wet, find something clean to change into first." Lan Wushuang said, holding her son's hand and entering the temple.
Lan Jue is so happy. Not only can she hold her hand, but she can also listen to her talk a lot. She feels that her mother is no longer her usual silly self!
"Mom, you are very different today!" Lan Jue said. Compared to the usual silence, he prefers the talkative mother today. He thinks she looks so powerful like this!