Thinking of this possibility, Jinghong couldn't help but bow a tear of sympathy for his mother. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 She turned around and told Tuoba Zixiong with a serious face, "Lord Tuoba, if someone threatens him with today's events in the future, then he must be a liar! Please don't agree to any of his requests, remember?"

“...... Well. Seeing that the little girl on the other side was staring at her with burning eyes, with an irrefutable look, Tuoba Zixiong had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Jing Hong nodded in satisfaction, then turned around again, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision with Yu Ling.

"Let's go, go find Jinghong. After seeing his savior leave, Tuoba Zixiong took his nephew's little hand and walked to the place that Jinghong said before.

And Jing Hong and Yu Ling, who left one step earlier, had already flashed into the small world of Jing Hong, and were busy changing back into their original clothes at this time.

When Tuoba Zixiong, who was still very weak, found Jinghong, she and Yuling were lying in a lavender field pretending to be asleep.

"Uncle Tuoba?" Hearing Tuoba Zixiong's shout, Jing Hong slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes with two small hands, as if he had not woken up.

Tuoba Zixiong tried to walk a few steps quickly to the two of them, "Jinghong, Yuling, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Jing Hong stood up, stretched his little hands and feet, and then replied with a serious face: "My arm is a little numb." ”

Yu Ling, who was not good at talking nonsense with his eyes open, shook his head to show that he didn't have any discomfort.

Tuoba Zixiong breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay. ”

Xuanyuan Ye on the side nodded with tears in his eyes.

Jing Hong looked surprised, "Did something happen?"

When he saw Tuoba Zixiong's pale face, Jing Hong suddenly frowned, "Uncle Tuoba , why is your face so bad?"

Tuoba Zixiong smiled lightly and shook his head, "Uncle is fine, it's just a little uncomfortable." Let's go, Jinghong, uncle will take you home. ”

As soon as Tuoba Zixiong's words came out, Jinghong knew that she and Yu Ling had been confused for the time being, and she nodded while reaching out to signal Yu Ling to pick herself up: "Okay." ”

Because the eight people, including Tuoba Zixiong, were so weak that they could not ride horses, Jinghong insisted on giving up the carriage to them, while she and Xuanyuan Ye were led by Yu Ling and an attendant who had been knocked unconscious by her, respectively, and rode back to the lord's mansion.

"Zixiong!" Seeing her husband's weak appearance of falling down at the sight of the wind, Duanmu Zixuan was so frightened that she almost fell down the steps, but fortunately, Jiwu and Jimei were clever, and one by one they held her up.

Tuoba Zixiong struggled with his last strength and walked a few steps quickly to his wife, patted her back and softly reassured: "Zixuan, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Duanmu Zixuan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, "Jiwu, Yunhe, immediately help the adults back to the room, Fenghe, go and ask Mrs. Tai and Grandma to come over." ”

Soon, Murong Qinghua and Tuoba Ziying, who got the news, rushed over.

Seeing Tuoba Zixiong lying weakly on the bed, both of them were startled.

Murong Qinghua was the first to ask Duanmu Zixuan, "Zixiong, what's wrong?

Duanmu Zixuan pointed to the east wing, "Ye'er was a little frightened, and now he has fallen asleep, and Jinghong and Yu Ling are also accompanying him over there." Zixiong was seriously injured, and although his life was fine, he had to recuperate for at least a month to fully recover. ”

Tuoba Ziying was distressed and worried, "Zixiong, how did you make yourself like this?"

Tuoba Zixiong smiled weakly, "It's just that I was accidentally calculated." ”

Seeing that he didn't mean to continue, Tuoba Ziying didn't ask any more, she reached out to help Tuoba Zixiong tuck the quilt corners, "Then you have a good rest, sister go and see Ye'er." ”

Tuoba Zixiong nodded slightly, "Okay." ”

Murong Qinghua sighed and stood up, "Ziying, let's go together, it just so happens that I also want to go and see Jinghong." ”

Duanmu Zixuan hurriedly stood up, "Mother, sister, I'll send you." ”

Tuoba Ziying pressed her back into the chair and persuaded softly, "It's only a few steps? You, it's better to stay here with Zixiong. ”

Murong Qinghua also said: "What Ziying said is that you just need to take care of Zixiong. ”

Duanmu Zixuan couldn't help it, so she had to dispel the idea of following the past.

Tuoba Ziying let go of her hand and went to the East Wing with Murong Qinghua.

Tuoba Zixiong looked at his wife with apologetic eyes, "I'm sorry, Zixuan, it's all my fault for not thinking well......"

A gentle smile bloomed on Duanmu Zixuan's face, she reached out to hold Tuoba Zixiong's big hand, and slowly shook her head to interrupt his words of self-reproach, "It's not your fault, Zixiong." If people have mental calculations or not, it is inevitable that you can't think of them. You're alive, and that's more important to me than anything else. ”

Tuoba Zixiong held her soft little hand, "Thank you, Zixuan, it's good to have you." ”

The first time I heard this man say love, Duanmu Zixuan's pretty face suddenly flew full of red glow.

On the other side, on the warm kang in the innermost room of the east wing, Tuoba Ziying was rubbing his son's crying and swollen eyes with a distressed face.

Murong Qinghua gave Jing Hong and Yu Ling a look, and the two immediately followed her tacitly to the outermost small flower hall.

After taking his seat, Murong Qinghua, who looked worried, asked Yu Ling in a low voice, "Ye'er...... Are you alright?"

Yu Ling shook his head, "It's just that I'm frightened, I've already fed him a calming medicine." ”

Murong Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief, and instead asked Jinghong by means of voice transmission, "What happened?"

Jing Hong replied, "Uncle Tuoba was tricked into making a living sacrifice, and then he was saved by me and Yu Ling. ”

The amount of information in Jinghong's words was so great that Murong Qinghua didn't know which point to ask for a while.

Seeing her suspicious, Jing Hong had no choice but to briefly explain the meager aura contained in the flower tea recently produced in Huangjia Village, Tuoba Zixiong personally went to Huangjia Village to investigate the water source in order to find out the reason, Duanmu Zixuan secretly told her to protect Tuoba Zixiong because she dreamed of a bad omen, Tuoba Zixiong and others were used as living sacrifices to summon monsters to bleed, and she and Yuling concealed their true identities to save people.

Although Jinghong had simplified the course of the incident as much as possible, and even more lightly mentioned the dangerous links, Murong Qinghua was still shocked into a cold sweat.

After a long time, she came back to her senses from her fear, "Thanks to your mother's caution, otherwise your Uncle Tuoba is afraid that it will be ......."

Jinghong could understand Murong Qinghua's feelings, because when she saw Tuoba Zixiong lying dying on the altar, she also used to worry about whether her mother would become a widow.