However, after Cheng Huan really had such a big feud with Ouyang Gurong, he was no longer able to guard Cheng Huan's side, watching her joys, sorrows, and sorrows for all the feelings in his heart.

"People in the royal family are born with a full burden of helplessness, you should bear more for him." Su Mu also continued to persuade.

Cheng Huan sat on one side and listened quietly, but his mind had already been pulled away for a long time.

"Mu Yi, when we met for the first time, you lured me to drink peach blossom brew, was it intentional or unintentional?" However, a moment later, Cheng Huan asked an irrelevant question in secret language.

At that time, Cheng Huan had been pregnant for a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye could see Cheng Huan's bulging lower abdomen at a glance.

And Su Muyi, who was leaning on the peach blossom tree and singing about wine at that time, still used fine wine as bait to lure Cheng Huan to salivate over the peach blossom brew in his arms.

"You thought I was doing it on purpose, the princes in the court at that time were all eager to eradicate Ouyang Gurong, but you were the only one who made him move his mind, and he still tried his best to protect him." Su Muyi replied with a smile in his eyebrows.

When Cheng Huan heard Su Muyi's response, he smiled, and then let go and said, "Then it wasn't intentional." ”

The dragon and Tianjun on the side didn't know what Cheng Huan and Su Mu had talked about with the secret language technique, and now they heard Cheng Huan's words, and they only felt that the clouds were coming and going in the fog for a while.

However, Tianjun looked at the implied approval in his mother's eyes, and the alarm bell in his heart rang up again.

If he had returned to Tianyu Villa before, Ouyang Gurong would not have to spend much effort to find their mother and son.

In addition, his grandfather and grandmother will definitely be on the side to help persuade Cheng Huan, and Cheng Huan's return to Ouyang Gurong's side is just around the corner.

Now they didn't care about a qiē in the capital, just to take care of this person, they followed him to the extreme cold land in the northwest.

I'm afraid that even if Ouyang Gurong can find their mother and son, it is not so easy to persuade, and he can take Chenghuan home.

Hearing Cheng Huan say that, the corners of Su Muyi's mouth also evoked a warm smile.

Cheng Huan had a good heart, and he didn't want to believe that he really killed Tianjun at that time.

What's more, growing up unharmed today is already the best comfort for her.

I don't know when the snow started to fall.

It was so big that it was as if a flock of butterflies had silently descended from the cold gray clouds and passed through the vast fir forest.

Large snowflakes fell silently through the fir forest, accumulating more than a foot deep in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the desolate wilderness was already pale.

After two days of bumpy driving, Cheng Huan and his party of four have arrived at the border of Kunlun Mountain.

It's just that Gyeonggi Central is already a warm scene of early spring, but in this middle-aged mountain range covered with ice and snow, it still looks like a snowstorm.

The carriage drove more and more slowly, but Tianjun could no longer suppress the children's love for snow, and frequently opened the curtain to enjoy the pale scenery all the way.

Looking at Tianjun's extremely interested in Yiqiē, Cheng Huan couldn't help but think of the scene when she left the cottage ten years ago.

At that time, Ouyang Gurong assumed the identity of a guard, and he was inseparable from Cheng Huan all day long, even if he was in a carriage, he didn't want Cheng Huan to suffer a little.

At that time, where did the gentleness go in a flash?

"Childe, the Fusheng Pavilion has arrived." The chariot boy whispered.

Fang Yi lifted the curtain, but Cheng Huan shocked the pavilions and pavilions in front of him.

It is no wonder that Su Mu, who has been ill for a long time, can also stay in this cold Kunlun Mountain, in a vast snow, only this courtyard in front of him has the vitality of spring.

Looking intently, there was still a steaming hot gas on the east side of the courtyard that was dissipating into the void from time to time, obviously because there was a warm gas stored in the zài.

"You can take a closer look when you go in." Seeing Cheng Huan's concentration, Su Muyi's gentle voice came into Cheng Huan's ears.

Cheng Huan came back to his senses and got out of the carriage behind Su Muyi.

The Kunlun Mountains in the northwest are cold all year round.

However, this courtyard, called Fusheng Pavilion, is as warm as a spring in March because of the hot springs gushing out.

Su Mu also adapted measures to local conditions, according to the difference in ground temperature, and set up four halls in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The place where Cheng Huan saw the hot air before was the summer garden.

"Stealing half a day of leisure, such a good courtyard, it is not an exaggeration to be idle for a lifetime." Cheng Huan walked behind Su Muyi, smacking his tongue again and again to express his appreciation.

Originally, I thought that the construction of the Jincheng Walled City by the mountains and rivers was already a superb skill in this era.

Unexpectedly, when he saw Su Muyi's Floating Life Pavilion now, Cheng Huan knew that there was really a peerless master.

"How can you be idle." Su Muyi also replied with a smile.

The group of four walked to the summer garden on the west side, and Su Muyi's cough gradually calmed down, and now he was able to talk flexibly.

It took a lot of energy to build such a mansion, and Tai Ban was also due to Su Muyi's physical needs.

And it was when Cheng Huan and Su Muyi were wandering around the entire mansion that there was an exclamation from the side that could hardly be heard by the dragon. "This is the king's sword, and it can't be moved!"

Hearing the dragon's angry tone, Cheng Huan's eyebrows couldn't help but condense a trace of doubt, and he followed the dragon's voice.

Sure enough, the dragon and Tianjun were facing a black long sword that was half submerged in the ground.

Fang Cailong's words were obviously said to Tianjun beside him.

"Tianjun, what did my mother tell you before you came?" Cheng Huan also walked up to Tianjun and said lightly.

Although the tone is still the usual gentle tone, this summer's gentleness has obviously revealed three points of sternness.

Cheng Huan's trip to Kunlun Mountain, although he came to take care of Su Muyi, always lived in Su Muyi's mansion.

"It's not in the way, this sword has been here since the courtyard was cast, and more than ten years have passed, but no one has been able to pull it out after all." Su Muyi was on the side.

"Uncle Mu Yi, can I pull it out?" Because of Cheng Huan's previous words, Tian Jun restrained a little and asked Su Muyi respectfully.

Hearing this, the dragon was about to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Su Muyi quietly.

Cheng Huan's eyebrows and eyes also inadvertently smiled slightly, and the smile was more of a child's pure and sincere love.

As an ancient divine sword, Zhanlu's power is comparable to that of the immeasurable sword in Cheng Huan's hand.

However, the true significance of Zhanlu to the members of the royal family does not stop there.

According to legend, Zhanlu is the sword of the Ming monarch.

The king has a way, the sword is on the side, and the country is prosperous.

There is no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined.

The reigning Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty, with his martial arts and eloquence, still has not been able to get this sword with a black body.

"The Floating Life Pavilion is equivalent to your own mansion, so you don't need to be polite." Su Muyi coughed slightly and said.

Although a sentence is difficult to say, the firmness contained in this sentence is difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

In Su Muyi's heart, although Cheng Huan does not belong to him, the only selfishness under Cheng Huan's knees has long been treated by Su Muyi as his son.

In the previous years when Ouyang Gurong was displaced with Tianjun, Su Mu also secretly helped this child.

Otherwise, such a young child will not be able to support a long journey.

"Thank you, Uncle Muyi!" After getting Su Muyi's approval, Tianjun hurriedly thanked him happily.

Ever since he entered Su Muyi's mansion, Tianjun had a faint feeling of being dragged in his heart.

That force is so strong but soft, it seems to be in the endless slaughter, but it is full of greater tolerance and generosity.

Then Tianjun went straight to follow the traction force in his heart, but he didn't expect to come to this famous sword named Zhanlu.

Seriously rolled up his equally white sleeves, Tianjun walked towards Zhanlu, who was completely black, under the gaze of everyone.

That invisible traction force was too strong, so strong that Tianjun couldn't wait for a moment.

Staring at Tianjun's movements, Su Mu Yifu coughed violently uncontrollably.

This cough made him bend down with a cough, as if there was a burden of tens of millions of pounds on his back, so that he could only bend over helplessly.

The spiritual power gathered in Cheng Huan's palm became more and more intense, and gently and gently patted Su Muyi's back with Cheng Huan, and instilled it into Su Muyi's limbs.

"We'll go see the doctor in your house after a while." Cheng Huan said undoubtedly.

Su Muyi has obviously worked extremely hard all the way, suffering such a huge pain every day, if it is according to the heart of ordinary people, I am afraid that it will not be able to persist until now.

However, seeing that Su Muyi was so strict, Cheng Huan still didn't want to believe that Su Muyi was terminally ill.

Meeting with the doctor, Cheng Huan also wanted to really determine how much Su Muyi's condition had deteriorated from the mouth of the self-doctor.

At this moment, a burst of colorful light suddenly shone brightly, enveloping everyone present, making people unable to open their eyes.

The brilliance is incomparably dazzling, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable, but gives people a great sense of protection and love and forbearance, which makes people's hearts suddenly filled with a warm sun.

"Mother, I pulled Zhanlu out." Cheng Huan and the others were losing their minds, and Tianjun's happy voice resounded.

Cheng Huan looked at the dazzling multicolored brilliance, and it really came from the black sword in Tianjun's hand.

Zhanlu, Zhan Zhan but black also.

This long sword, which is completely black and traceless, has indestructible power at the same time, but does not have the slightest murderous aura, which is the so-called invincible benevolence.