Sitting on the soft hospital bed, changing into a clean and neat hospital gown, holding a glass of warm milk in her hand, watching the beautiful big sister smile and clean the wounds on her body, Mao Mao was completely convinced that she seemed to be really saved.

Mao Mao is the name that the little boy told Lin Xuanyuan, a very obvious nickname or even a pseudonym, without a surname, this is also the only word he said to Lin Xuanyuan, in addition, from the beginning to the present, even in the process of wound stitching and alcohol disinfection, this child who has overdrawn all his physical strength has not made any movement.

The soft light enveloped every corner of the room, and he drank the milk from his cup and remained silent.

His current location is a private hospital inside the Champ de Mars Palace.

The Palace of the God of War.

This is the place where Grandpa Sun asked him to come after desperately helping him escape.

Grandpa Sun is the housekeeper of the family, Maomao heard her mother say that Grandpa Sun has taken care of her old man since her mother was a child, and after her mother gave birth to herself, she took care of herself meticulously.

Mao Mao has an extraordinary trust in the old butler.

So when those figures with knives rushed into their homes to wreak havoc, and Grandpa Sun wanted to run in the direction of the God of War Palace, Mao Mao didn't think too much about it at all, and rushed desperately to the God of War Palace.

He was just an eight or nine-year-old child, and he didn't have any complicated thoughts in his mind, and even now, he didn't know Grandpa Sun's intention of calling him to the God of War Palace, he only knew that in this environment, he seemed to have been saved.

What about Grandpa Sun?

and the mother who was taken away by a group of mysterious people early this morning

"Smack!"

Mao Mao seemed to think of something, and a burning anger suddenly flashed in his dark pupils, and his immature palm tightly grasped the cup containing milk in his hand, getting tighter and tighter, and the hard glass suddenly shattered under his continuous force.

The sharp glass instantly pierced into the immature palm, the sharp glass seemed to be rubbing the muscles, blood vessels and bones, and the pain of the heart made his young body tremble slightly, but he didn't say a word, just silently lowered his head and looked at his bloody palm.

"Yikes"

The young nurse who was making the bed for Mao Mao heard the voice, subconsciously turned around, and exclaimed after seeing this scene, and immediately ran over and put Mao Mao on the hospital bed, her face was a little pale, and she was hurriedly rummaging through alcohol gauze and hemostatic potion.

The private hospital of the God of War Royal Mansion has never been open to the public, and those who can live here are undoubtedly people from inside the palace, and this child was personally sent in by the prince, absolutely not rich or expensive, he didn't notice that he was injured for a while, the little nurse's pretty face was frightened, and the strange silence of this little boy made her feel an indescribable fear, he didn't seem to be a little different from other children of the same age, and there was a temperament in the silence that she couldn't say at all, every time she saw this child's eyes, the little nurse would have a feeling of horror。

"What's wrong?"

An indifferent voice sounded from the living room outside the bedroom.

The little nurse's scalp was numb, and the cotton swab stained with alcohol subconsciously pressed into the child's wound, and the child's body trembled suddenly, but she gritted her teeth and didn't snort.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who didn't pay attention"

The little nurse said incoherently in a trembling voice, her delicate body lifted halfway, and she continued to squat, nor did she stand up, as if she was about to cry.

"I'll do it. ”

A soft voice sounded, the quiet fragrance floated slightly, Lin Shuimo walked over, took the things in the little nurse's hand, and carefully cleaned the wound for the little boy.

The little nurse was stunned, secretly glanced at Lin Xuanyuan, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the other party had no special reaction.

The room was silent again, and the atmosphere was eerie and subtle.

Lin Xuanyuan, the god of war, stood aside expressionlessly, Lin Shuimo carefully cleaned the wounds on the little boy's hands, and his smile made people feel like a spring breeze, but in the eyes of the little nurse, he always felt that this big beauty who came in with the prince smiled very reluctantly, almost saying that he was really forced to laugh, but the little boy sitting on the bed stretched out his hand motionlessly, and he didn't even blink his eyes, like a dead thing.

"Lord Wang, I'll go out first. ”

The little nurse endured and endured, and finally couldn't stand the atmosphere in the ward, and whispered.

Lin Xuanyuan nodded expressionlessly, and after seeing the little nurse trotting out like a pardon, he walked a few steps and sat opposite the little boy, looking into his eyes.

Lin Xuanyuan's eyes were sharp and sharp, and the dull-eyed boy suddenly seemed to be stimulated, his body trembled quietly, and his eyes subconsciously dodged.

"Your name is Maomao?"

Lin Xuanyuan looked at the child in front of him and took the initiative to ask.

The child nodded subconsciously, glanced at Lin Xuanyuan, and quickly lowered his head, at his age, he naturally didn't understand the meaning of the three words God of War King for the entire empire, but it was obvious that he was still quite in awe of this young uncle who saved him.

"Okay, Maomao. ”

Lin Xuanyuan lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled: "Why did the people of Junzitang kill you? Why did you come to the God of War Palace? Children can't deceive people, right?"

"It was Grandpa Sun who asked me to come. ”

Mao Mao hesitated and said softly.

"Who is Grandpa Sun?"

Lin Xuanyuan frowned, in Kyushu City, the big guy who can directly give him a message, the surname Sun is not nothing, the Sun family in Kyushu City is a super economic tycoon in the royal camp that is enough to be compared with the Xie family, and the emperor's woman, Sun Qingying, who supports the royal family's nuclear physics laboratory, is also from the Sun family, but the grandfather Sun in the mouth of the child in front of him is obviously not the old man Sun in his impression.

Is it a stranger?

If a stranger wants a child to come here to avoid being chased and killed, is it true that he thinks he is a good person?

There is also the Gentleman's Hall

Is that Brother Long's words credible or not?

The child in front of him is really the person Lin Fengxue wants? What is the use of him wanting a child?

"Grandpa Sun is the housekeeper of our family. ”

Mao Mao sat up straight, looked at his palm that was gradually wrapped in snow-white gauze, and said softly.

Lin Xuanyuan's fingers holding the cigarette tightened, only to feel more and more chaotic, communicating with a child, it was really quite difficult, he took a deep breath of cigarette, nodded, and continued: "You said that your family, little guy, who are the people in your family? Maybe I know." ”

"Just Grandpa Sun and my mother, my mother's name is Cheng Shuang, she, she was taken away in the morning. ”

Maomao's expression was gloomy, but then he seemed to think of something, and his little fist clenched tightly again.

"What about your father?"

Lin Xuanyuan suddenly asked.

Mao Mao's body shook suddenly, and a trace of hatred suddenly erupted in a pair of eyes that were still innocent and childish, poignant and resentful.

Lin Xuanyuan looked at the child in front of him, his eyes were complicated, and he was in a trance, as if he had seen himself many years ago.

"My father's name is Qin Shi'an. ”

Mao Mao was silent for a while before he spoke a little blankly.

Qin Shi'an

Qin Shi'an!!

Southwest!

Today's Mayor of Southwest City!

Lin Xuanyuan's body shook suddenly, and some doubts in his mind seemed to begin to become clear.

The child in front of him is Qin Shi'an's son?

Why did Lin Fengxue kill Qin Shi'an's son?

According to the information held by the Wang family, Qin Shi'an's wife is not surnamed Cheng.

In other words, Cheng Shuang, the mother of Maomao's mouth, is not Qin Shi'an's rightful wife.

Lover, illegitimate child

The more Lin Xuanyuan thought about it, the more he combined it with the actions of the Gentleman's Hall tonight.

Is it murder?

A few days ago, several inspection teams were jointly formed by the Supervision Department and the Ministry of Officials in the Imperial Center, and one of the inspection teams was in the southwest and Tianfu Province.

Looking at the time, it should be time for the results.

Qin Shi'an is not the leader of the southwest faction now, but in the southwest faction, he is definitely weighty, he is the youngest central committee member of the empire today, forty-one years old, one of the representatives of the young Zhuang faction of the southwest faction, judging from the layout of the southwest faction, Qin Shi'an is definitely the favorite for the big change in more than ten years.

His status in the southwest faction is basically the same as that of the current Jiangnan Provincial Governor Huang Fujun in the royal faction, and they are the leaders of the Shaozhuang faction in their respective major factions, and the two can even be said to be the most direct competitors.

Lin Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed tightly, now that the royal family was under tremendous pressure, it seemed to be an excellent opportunity in front of him.

"Grandpa Sun said that if I give one thing to the person in charge here, he can protect me and let me live. ”

Mao Mao was silent for a while, and then spoke again.

"The notebook?"

Lin Xuanyuan subconsciously said, when changing the little guy's clothes, Lin Xuanyuan found a notebook that fell out of Mao Mao's arms, which was locked by a password, but the so-called password lock can be pulled open as long as it is a little forced, Lin Xuanyuan didn't take it seriously, and directly put the notebook and the little guy's changed clothes together, and now Mao Mao said it, he suddenly thought of the notebook.

"Hmm. ”

Mao Mao nodded, watched Lin Shuimo walk over and take out the notebook in his clothes and hand it to Lin Xuanyuan, and said obediently: "I know, it's my mother's diary, but she never showed it to me." ”――

After four days of breaking a New Year's tired, like a dog, it's really a little unbearable, brothers, forgive me, now the relatives are almost moving around, and the update will be stable.Happy New Year~~