Chapter 739 I hope that I, Huang'er, will be safe and sound.
Chu Yue nestled in Ye Mohan's arms, her whole body filled with warmth. She held a small heater made of true energy in both hands and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"Royal sister-in-law!"
Behind him, a young man's voice suddenly came.
Chu Yue looked back.
The young man in a red robe, ignoring Mrs. Tianhuang's eyes, quickly walked over and blocked Ye Mohan's path.
Ye Mohan had no expression on his face and looked at the boy blocking the road indifferently.
The young man stubbornly refused to leave. He hesitated for a moment and lowered his head.
"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. I didn't know right from wrong and I wrongly blamed you."
"I'm just an outsider, I can't be called the emperor's wife."
Chu Yue said lazily.
Ye Ziyu was about to speak but stopped, looking quite apologetic.
"Mother!"
At this time, Protector Bai came over with Xiaobao in hand.
Xiaobao opened his short legs and rushed over, holding a wild flower high, "Mom, look, these beautiful flowers were picked by the baby. They were not picked intentionally.
Down."
Granny Lin looked at the highly cultivated Xiaobao, nodded appreciatively, and glanced sideways at Chu Yue, suddenly feeling that this woman was completely different from the impression others had given her.
"Who are you?"
Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Ye Ziyu, blinking his purple eyes as bright as gems.
My little head is filled with big doubts.
Ye Ziyu was slightly startled.
Mrs. Tianhuang quickly took a few steps forward and stared at Xiaobao intently, "Child, come here -"
This child is exactly the same as the young Ye Mohan.
Madam Tianhuang walked to Xiaobao's side and stretched out her hand to touch the baby's cheek. However, Xiaobao took a few steps back and looked at Madam Tianhuang warily.
"Dad and mother said that children are not allowed to have casual contact with strangers," Xiaobao said.
"I am not a stranger, I am your relative and your grandmother." Mrs. Tianhuang smiled.
"Yeah?"
Xiaobao tilted his head, blinked his eyes, suddenly grinned, and asked innocently: "Then why did you come to me now?"
"this......"
"This mother-in-law, the baby doesn't have a grandma, the baby only has a father and mother."
After Xiaobao said this in a sweet voice, he ran out and put some distance between himself and Mrs. Tianhuang.
Madam Tianhuang looked at the little baby's back, her hands trembled, and her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
She couldn't help but think of Ye Mohan when she was young, carefully trying to please her, only to be beaten and scolded harshly by her.
Maybe over time, it becomes normal, and even takes it for granted.
It was natural to think that no matter what she did, Ye Mohan would recognize her as his mother.
"Han'er..."
Madam Tianhuang looked at Ye Mohan's back and murmured subconsciously.
Ye Mohan ignored it, holding his beloved girl in his arms, and his figure disappeared in the thick night.
The night wind was very cold, but warmth flowed through Ye Mohan's heart, and the soft touch in his arms directly touched his soul.
...
In Qingyue Pavilion, the envoys from the three major forces were whispering to each other and discussing.
"Martial Ancestor, Emperor Ye Tian and Old Man Yashan have all praised Miss Ye. It seems that she really has a place at the top of martial arts in the future."
"The way he talks and behaves is bold and courageous. He doesn't look like a prince from a small country, but he has the demeanor of a big country."
"It is a pity that Emperor Zun gave up his position as the Lord of One Hundred Ghosts because of his love affairs. During this time, countless people have gone to the Forest of One Hundred Ghosts. If I fall into the hands of others, I, Ling Tian, will be in danger."
"..."
The conversations of the three people had all reached Madam Tianhuang's ears.
She half-squinted her eyes and looked at the bright moonlit night outside Qingyue Pavilion, when a strange light slipped through.
The old uncle took his two sons and left the city lord's mansion.
On the carriage, the old man closed his eyes and meditated, but his mind was filled with Ye Chuyue's words and deeds in the city lord's palace.
"Father, this Miss Ye is really a dragon and a phoenix among people. Given time, she will definitely achieve great things." Mu Chenhai said.
Mu Linfeng was lying on one side and said casually: "Can the woman that Emperor Zun likes be a thing in the pool? They are just sons, but the way Mrs. Tianhuang treats Emperor Zun is really abominable!"
The old uncle remained silent and sat on one side with his head held high.
The ancient carriage drove slowly along the long street of Xiaoyao City. The night was dark and deep, and the moonlight was like water, casting a bright and clear light.
Suddenly——
The old uncle suddenly opened his eyes, like a sword being unsheathed.
"Chen Hai."
The old man said fairly: "Go and check Ye Chuyue's mother, Marquis Zhenbei."
"Okay, I will use the power of Shenggong and Beizhou to investigate later." Mu Chenhai said.
Mu Linfeng touched his chin and looked at his father suspiciously, "Dad, did the Marquis of Zhenbei offend you? Why are you investigating her?"
"so similar......"
The old uncle's cloudy eyes were full of tears, as if he was looking at his old daughter through the void in front of him, "Ye Chuyue, she looks so much like Huang'er, so much..."
Over the years, he has indeed met many similar people.
But there has never been anyone so similar.
Especially the military momentum, the confidence and courage in speaking.
Even if the final result still makes him despair...
Suddenly, the old uncle's body was no longer upright, like an old man in his twilight years, with more fatigue accumulated over the years.
"Investigate in secret, don't tell your mother."
The old uncle whispered: "Don't let her down again. She is too old to bear the blow of despair after hope."
Mu Linfeng suddenly stopped his playful smile, and Mu Chenhai also looked serious.
"Dad, the Marquis of Zhenbei has passed away a long time ago." Mu Chenhai said: "He died in battle and died gloriously."
In other words, even if the Marquis of Zhenbei was the daughter of Mu Mansion in Beizhou, the news that would be sent home would be that of his death.
The old uncle's body trembled.
Mu Linfeng looked down.
I saw the old uncle's hands trembling crazily like chaff.
He is afraid.
The old uncle has been on the battlefield throughout his life, from green to gray hair. He has seen many joys and sorrows, but for the first time, he felt fear.
For so many years, there has been no news about Huang'er, which is the best news.
This means that the other person may still be alive in the world.
But if it's news of death...
Mu Linfeng pursed his lips tightly and looked at the old uncle with confusion.
No matter the father in front of me or the mother of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, no one can bear such news after decades of pain.
It will crush them!
"Check it..."
After a long time, the old uncle's vibrating voice appeared in the carriage.
The old uncle smiled bitterly.
At the same time, the ancient Qingyin Temple in the distance was so quiet.
An old woman with white hair on her temples, dressed in plain clothes, knocking wooden fish with her hands, rolling beads, and praying in a low voice in front of the huge Buddha statue.