The young emperor clenched his fingers and his eyes became colder and colder...
An Nuannuan, you damn woman, if the child is really Ling Chengye's, I will never let you go!
Seeing the Emperor's determined eyes, Duan Lengyi sighed deeply in his heart...
"Yes!" He took the order, turned around and walked out...
My heart is extremely complicated. I wonder if the child is really Ling Chengye's, will the Emperor no longer be interested in An Nuannuan?
If, even if the child is Ling Chengye's, he still can't let go of his feelings for An Nuannuan, what should he do?
In a small wooden house halfway up the mountain...
An Nuannuan frowned and nestled on the sofa, waiting for news from Ling Qianqian...
Xiao Shijin lay on her lap, rolling his eyes with a puzzled look on his face...
What happened to his mommy?
Why has the woman named Ling Qianqian been so depressed since she said she wanted to go to the Emperor to plead for mercy?
What is the relationship between them?
Faintly, the little guy felt that Ling Qianqian must not be a good person, and that Mommy must be hiding something...
Hula...
The door of the wooden house was pushed open from the outside...
An Nuannuan jumped up reflexively and rushed to the door, "Qianqian, how are you? Is the young emperor willing to let her go?"
Young Emperor, Young Emperor, calling him so affectionate is so shameless!
"I'm sorry Nuannuan, I have tried my best, but the young emperor just refuses to let him go..."
"..." An Nuannuan's figure froze hard, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...
He hates himself so much? Does he have to torture his adoptive mother like this?
"Then, I'll go find him myself!"
Maybe, this is the only way!
The Young Emperor is so stubborn and will never give up until he achieves his goal. If she doesn't show up, I'm afraid he will never let her foster mother go in this life...
When he realized that he had lost his composure, he hurriedly said, "I'm worried that as soon as you show up, the Young Emperor will find someone to kill you again. Even if you are not afraid of death, you still have to think about your son..."
"Mommy, is that Young Emperor a bad person? Why did he want to kill you?"
As soon as the little guy heard the word "kill", he immediately jumped up, nudged in front of his mommy, hugged his mommy's thigh, and became worried...
"No, he is not a bad person. It was Mommy who did something sorry for him, so he doesn't like Mommy..."
"Don't like Mommy? Then Jinjin doesn't like him either! Mommy, don't be afraid. Jinjin will accompany you to see him. If he dares to bully you, Jinjin will teach him a lesson!"
As soon as she heard that the little guy was going to follow, Ling Qianqian became even more nervous...
He clasped his hands firmly on An Nuannuan's shoulders and patted them heavily...
"Nuan Nuan, come here, I have something to tell you!"
Ling Qianqian said, and was about to pull An Nuannuan out, but was stopped by Xiao Shijin...
"Auntie, if you have something to say, just say it here!"
Seeing An Shijin's attitude of vowing to protect his mother to the death, Ling Qianqian's face turned livid with anger...
After a long while, she tried hard to calm down, squatted down, stretched out her hand, and rubbed An Shijin's smooth little head, "Little Shijin loves mommy so much. Auntie is really happy. However, auntie has important things to talk to."
Your mommy will discuss it, please wait here for a while, okay?"
"no!"
"Be good, aunt will take you out to play later, okay?"
"don't want!"
Seeing that An Shijin refused to take any advice, Ling Qianqian's anger gradually rose...