"Mother--" Diaozi shouted, leaning out from Jiaoli's arms, trying to catch her.
Yu Buhuan staggered and tried to get up, but felt that he was unable to do so and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Dumpling beat Jiao Li's strong chest angrily: "You actually hit me so hard."
Yu Buhuan looked at the dumpling who kept attacking in despair. She was hurt like this, and it was impossible to protect him anymore.
Thinking of this, Yu Buhuan reluctantly covered his heart and gasped.
Dumpling kicked around for a while, which made Jiao Li extremely annoyed, and finally put him down, only to see Dumpling immediately pounce on Yu Buhuan like a bird escaping from its cage.
"Mom, are you okay? Does it hurt? Did I hit you just now? Let me take a look." Dumpling asked impatiently.
This made Yu Buhuan even more heartbroken. She was so useless that she couldn't even protect a child.
Jiao Li looked at her and approached her step by step, leaving a series of deep footprints in the snow.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You are not happy. You have been injured by me. Do you have anything else to say?" Jiao Li Shi Shiran asked.
Yu Buhuan raised his head slightly and looked at the man standing in front of him with an absolutely overlooking attitude.
"Your Excellency's martial arts skills are world-class, and I, Yu Buhuan, admire them endlessly. It is my great honor to compete with someone like you in my lifetime."
Jiao Li narrowed his eyes, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes. She actually complimented him at this time? It doesn't look like her.
Yu Buhuan took a deep breath and slowly added: "Although I don't know why you insist on taking the dumplings away, I beg you one thing."
Jiao Li thought that he was not so mad that he would not say his last words to anyone, so he said generously: "Say it, I'm listening."
The sky is covered with cold snow, melting everything into silver.
Through the snowflakes, Yu Buhuan looked at the anxious dumpling beside him. From the moment they met, this child had been calling her mother. Even though she knew that she had nothing to do with him, she still let him go.
Dumpling has a very weird personality, sometimes ferocious and cruel, sometimes cute and cute, especially for her, he will give everything to her in the end, which is actually not a good thing for a child.
Because this can't help but remind him of the fantasy he lived in since he was a child. Everyone is cruel unless they are born, and they are not talented until they emerge from their mother's womb.
The reason why Dumpling became like this was entirely due to the influence of his father Xuanyuan Mu. Why was Dumpling indifferent to the dead? Because his father was such a person, why was he so concerned about himself? Because he had never received the love of his mother since he was a child.
care.
How can one not love such a child?
Reaching out and touching the head of the dumpling, Yu Buhuan took a breath of air and said, "Please be noble and forgive this child. The so-called child is not guilty. Maybe you have a grudge against his father Xuanyuan Mu, but what does the child know?"
At this moment, the light emanating from her eyes made Jiao Li afraid to look directly at her.
He was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be ruthless: "What? Do you have a good relationship with Xuanyuan Mu?"
Dumpling said angrily: "Father, you went too far this time."
Jiao Li ignored Dumpling's hysterical accusations and kept his eyes fixed on Yu Buhuan.
Yu Buhuan smiled bitterly: "I have no virtue and no ability, how could I meet Prince Mu? We only met once."
"Since we only have a one-time relationship, why do you protect his son so desperately?" Jiao Li asked.
