However, putting aside Fu Shengniang's collapsed emotions, recalling what the old lady had just said, Fu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Haran's house... Although Fusheng grew up in the desert since he was a child and was isolated from the world, he also knew that the surname Halan was only one in the entire Loulan - the royal family of Loulan, and the most noble family in the entire Loulan seemed to be surnamed Halan.

The old lady said that the Bai family was sorry for his mother, and the Halan family was also sorry for his mother. Fusheng was confused, the Bai family was probably the city lord's family where he was now, but the Haran family, he couldn't understand how his mother, an ordinary woman, had a relationship with the royal family of Loulan.

Fusheng Niang gradually calmed down, pressed the corner of her eyes embarrassedly and said, "Tell Aunt Candle Taro to see a joke..."

"Silly child!" The old lady smiled: "You are here with my aunt, you will always be a child, the child has been wronged outside, and it is not normal to cry when you come back, what is the good joke." ”

Fu Shengniang's heart warmed, and she almost cried again. After a few words with the old man in a hurry, he excused himself to be tired and took Fusheng to the accommodation arranged by Bai Mo.

Bai Mo is still very good to them, and the accommodation arranged for them is a double-storey two-entry courtyard with a lotus pond. Fu grew so big, but it was the first time to see the flowers that wanted to be in the water, looking at the pool of lotuses, and I couldn't move for a while.

Fu Shengniang turned her head to look at her son with a curious face, and her heart couldn't help but feel sour. This big-headed lotus was originally something she had seen since she was a child and was not interested in it at all, but when she came to his son, it became a rare thing to see. Before seeing the old man and learning the news of the two people, she never thought about whether it was right or wrong for her willful departure back then. Now that she learned that Siren had passed away, and recalled the suffering of her son with her over the years, Fusheng Niang regretted her original decision for the first time.

Fusheng first sent his mother to the residence, and was about to turn around and go to the house where he lived, but was stopped by his mother.

"Sheng'er, you stay for a while!" Fusheng Niang paused: "I want to talk to you for my mother!"

Fusheng was puzzled, but he didn't say anything, silently followed his mother into the house, sat down at the table and said, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Fusheng Niang sat for a long time, as if thinking about how to speak. After a long time, he said: "For my mother all these years, I have never given you a father, have you ever complained about me." ”

Fusheng frowned, and called out unhappily: "Mother, what are you talking about!"

Fusheng Niang sighed, "It's the mother who is stunned, you child has been well-behaved since he was a child, where can there be resentment, but it's my mother who has not done well, all these years, you have always been asked to suffer with me!"

Fusheng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he just wanted to refute, but his mother didn't give him a chance to speak.

"If it weren't for my willfulness, you would be one of the most noble people in this Loulan, living a comfortable life of fine clothes and food, and being admired and admired by everyone. It's my mother's fault..."

Fusheng was stunned, the most noble person in Loulan, what does this mean?

Before he could figure it out, Fusheng Niang explained clearly: "Wei Niang took you to live in seclusion in Xituo Village for 19 years, and others said that I Bai Xun was a natural widow who was mourned, but I didn't know that Bai Xun was the Ha Lan Xun that the entire Loulan had been looking for for 19 years, and it couldn't be found. ”

"Nineteen years, these nineteen years, in order to avoid their search, Wei Niang has retreated in the desert and never taken a step in the desert. I never felt that there was anything wrong with this, but now I realize that these 19 years have been peaceful for me, but unfair to you... Child, mother, I'm sorry for you!"

Fusheng didn't know how to react for a long time, and almost everyone in the entire Loulan of Halanxun knew about it, and no one knew it. Since Fusheng can remember, every time he enters the city, he can see a bounty notice in the city, looking for Haranxun. Earlier, he thought that this Ha Lanxun should be a wanted criminal who made a big mistake, but later he learned that where is the criminal, this bounty order hung up all over the counties and towns of Loulan, looking for the sister of the current monarch of Loulan, the most noble Princess Muyang in Loulan.

Now, Princess Muyang, who has been looking for Loulan for 19 years, is actually sitting in front of him, or is it his own mother who has been dependent on him for 19 years? Fusheng was a little embarrassed, and looked at his mother in a daze, "Bai Xun is Ha Lan Xun... My mother is... Princess Muyang?"

"Mother, are you in... Kidding with a child?"

Fusheng Niang looked at Fusheng, about suddenly opened the matter that had been hidden for nineteen years, her mood was still immersed in tearing pain, looking at Fusheng's cold and hard face, thinking that he would not forgive himself, a moment of sadness came from it, and she silently lay on the table and cried.

Fusheng panicked all of a sudden, and he couldn't stop tugging at the corner of his mother's clothes: "Mother, what's wrong with you, don't cry! The son believes it, and the son that the mother said believes it! The mother is not sorry for the son, the son is very happy with his mother, and he never feels bitter, don't cry! The son is wrong..."

Fusheng Niang cried harder, hugged Fusheng and said: "Child, child! Mother only has you, only you!"

Fusheng was silently hugged by his mother, and reached out to hold her tightly in his arms. When he was a child, his mother cried, he hated that he hadn't grown up, not only could he not protect his mother, but when his mother cried, he didn't even have a shoulder that she could rely on. Now that he has finally grown up, he can give his mother a warm embrace when she cries, but he feels that his mother's tears falling on his clothes make his heart hurt. He felt that he had broken his promise, and he had vowed not to let his mother cry again, but in just a few days, his mother seemed to be draining the tears of this life.

Carefully coaxing his mother to calm down, Fusheng let go of her and asked cautiously: "Can my mother tell me about... My dad's business?"

Fu Shengniang's face turned pale, and her hands couldn't help but tremble. The atmosphere in the room fell eerily silent.

Just when Fusheng thought that his mother would not speak, he heard her hoarse voice, telling the past events of nineteen years ago.

"Your daddy, he... It's the greatest hero in Loulan!" Xu was crying too much before, and Fu Shengniang's voice was much lower and hoarse than before. Fusheng could hear that when he mentioned his father, his mother's tone was obviously a little more affectionate than before.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, Fusheng didn't notice it, but Zhao Nihong, who had been following him, felt it all of a sudden.

Looking at the dream in front of him that suddenly split into two, like two split-screen stages, Zhao Nihong's brows were about to twist together.

Weaving dreams, weaving shuttles, shuttles, dreams, dreams, and realms, this is the eternal and immutable theorem. In a situation like now, which is spontaneously split into two dreams and is convenient for people to consult, Zhao Nihong is really the first time to see it.