Shangguan Qianyu turned sideways and said, "Uncle, I have already asked people to prepare gruel, so I will ask someone to serve it." ”

After he went out, Su Jueping looked at the silver-faced Langjun, because the mask covered his face, Su Jueping could only see a pair of eyes, and those eyes were full of concern.

He said, "Little brother, Domon rescued. Su Jueping is only afraid that he will not be able to repay him?"

The silver-faced Langjun said in a low voice: "I am friends of life and death with Ling Huan Zixian, we are like sisters, uncle doesn't have to be polite!"

Su Jueping was stunned, he was like a sister, and this was actually a woman in front of him, and after fully comprehending her words, a joy appeared in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Xian'er, Xian'er, she is still alive?"

The silver-faced Langjun nodded and said, "She is very good now, I will arrange it, and after a while, let her come and meet you!"

Su Jueping's eyes flashed with tears, and he was about to salute, saying, "Thank you, thank you!"

The silver-faced Langjun stepped forward, did not accept his salute, and said: "You are the father of Zixian, and I am an elder, so you don't have to be so polite." You will take good care of your body, and with us here, no one will hurt you anymore. ”

Su Jueping closed his eyes, his thin face was sad, ten years, ten years, he lived a dark life, but what was that, the most tragic thing was that watching his relatives die in front of him one by one but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't save it, he couldn't take revenge, that was what made him more painful.

The silver-faced Langjun seemed to feel his grief and indignation, she involuntarily stretched out her hand to cover Su Jueping's hand, and said in a low but firm voice: "Uncle, I will avenge your revenge one by one!"

The two words uncle made Su Jueping stunned, and Yan Qingrui also reacted suddenly, she was called uncle just now, and when she saw Su Jueping's doubts at this moment, she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, it wasn't to explain, it wasn't to explain.

If she shows her identity, it won't be good, she is like this, and she really has no intention of revealing her true identity. At least Shangguan Qianyu couldn't let know that she was pregnant, and the child was his flesh and blood.

When he first drank the soup with his own eyes, he did not suspect it.

But in the situation like that in the Shadowless Valley, after the child is born, the future is unknown. In addition, between him and Shangguan Qianyu, it is not far away, nor is it close, if he knows that there is this child, it will be to tie her to him.

She didn't like it.

To love or not to love, to be together or not to be together, should be a matter of two people.

It shouldn't be because of the child's accommodation.

She hadn't figured out whether she would let Shangguan Qianyu know about the existence of this child before she accepted it.

If you don't identify yourself, the word uncle can't be called casually. Shangguan Qianyu has thick skin, and she says that she is her husband, but she can't identify herself, so she can't say that she followed Shangguan Qianyu's call, right?

The atmosphere became eerie for a moment.

At this time, Shangguan Qianyu happened to come over, and he personally carried a tray with a bowl of porridge in it.

Seeing that the atmosphere here was a little weird, he said, "What are you talking about?"

The silver-faced Langjun stood up, walked to the side with his hands in his hands, gave up the position in front of the bed, and said, "It's nothing!"

Su Jueping glanced at the silver-faced Langjun, and there were still some doubts in his eyes, but he didn't ask, nor did he say, "This little brother is talking about my injury!"