"Hua Qianyan, shouldn't you really hope that this kid is not here?"

Yun Pujia was surprised.

"I only ask you, how can you let Ye'er go." The face of the flower is condensed, and the ethereal voice of the hollow valley orchid seems to be covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, clear, beautiful, and cold.

Yun Pujia looked at the flowers, and after a slight pause, she laughed out loud, "It turns out that Brother Chen likes the silly woman, no wonder Miss Ben's dignified Heavenly Clan saints have been defeated, and when it comes to 'stupid', Miss Ben is willing to bow down." ”

Mo Xichen's fists under his brocade robe were clenched and gurgling.

It was as if everyone present had heard it clearly, and their internal organs trembled with the subtle sound of their nails embedded in their palms, and at the same time they hated and looked at it weakly.

"How can I let Ye'er go?" It was still this sentence, Hua Qianyan's voice was cold to the extreme, and it was cold to the bone, "This sentence, you'd better not let this palace say it for the fourth time, Yun Pujia, before you do it, you'd better think about it, whether it's your sword fast, or the palace's golden silk fast." ”

What a rhetoric!

What a rhetoric!

In everyone's eyes, as the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Clan, Yun Pujia was almost a god-like existence, and among the people present, except for the dead Honglu National Master and Emperor Chen, no one was invincible!

Can Empress Chen say such a thing, is Empress Chen hiding it?

Or is it just for a temporary face!

That child is now under the sword of the Cloud Holy Maiden, the blade is tightly attached to the child's neck, and there are bloodshots, even if Empress Chen has great ability, I am afraid that she will not be able to return to the sky.

"If Brother Chen comes to intercede with me, Miss Ben will really think about it, but now it's you, don't say that you beg me, I won't agree, just now, are you threatening Miss Ben? Yun Pujia has really never been afraid of anyone in her life. Liu raised her eyebrows, Yun Pujia looked at the flower with disdain, she is the holy daughter of the Heavenly Clan, the most noble woman in the world, she will not lose!

"Hua Qianyan, you don't weigh how many catties and taels you have, you dare to challenge Miss Ben, how about you being the apprentice of the old lord? How many years have you only been practicing martial arts? Miss Ben is talented, practicing spiritual arts for more than 20 years, not to mention a child who has no power to restrain chickens in a country, it is ten or eight flowers, under Miss Ben's sword, there is still a death of a pair, a death of a pair. ”

Yun Pujia said that the light in her eyes was tossing and turning, and her arrogance was incomparable.

It is precisely because of Yun Pujia's arrogance that she neglected Xiao Xian Ye in her hand, Xiao Xian Ye seeped into the gap, took out the silver needle she carried with her from her sleeve, aimed at the acupuncture points on Yun Pu Jia's waist, and pierced it fiercely, Yun Pu Jia only felt a pain in her waist, and she couldn't move, Xiao Xian Ye took the opportunity to luck with all the internal force in her body, and her luck flew out.

"Damn!"

Yun Pujia scolded angrily, and used spiritual power to break open the acupoint, and the figure of the white shadow was illusory, chasing and killing.

"Ye'er be careful!"

Mo Xichen reminded loudly, wanting to go over to save Xiao Xianye, but when he moved, he was implicated in internal injuries, and a mouthful of blood finally spit out, and a little red blood beads fell on Sheng Xue's brocade robe, just like that little bit of strong red plum flying, quietly blooming in the wind and snow, delicate and gorgeous.

Xiao Xianye saw that the only person who could save him was so seriously injured that he couldn't save himself in time, for some reason, he just met today, and he didn't even have time to call his father's biological father, his father, who abandoned him as soon as he was born, had no feelings, and even said that he hated his father......

However, the sharp long sword in the imagination did not come, but was rolled up by something and thrown into a warm embrace, Xiao Xianye opened his eyes in surprise, and what entered his eyes was actually the woman who was extremely beautiful, and when he saw it for the first time, he warmed his woman, his father's genuine wife-

"Is that you?"

"Stay here and don't move." The ethereal voice came, and the clouds were light and the wind was light, which made Xiao Xianye inexplicably feel at ease.

Naturally lying in the arms of Hua Tianyan, let Hua Tianyan hold it, such an embrace, it's so good!

However, how long will it belong to him?

"Flowers, let them die."

Yun Pujia shouted angrily, and the long sword flew out, directly taking the head of the flower.

That's right, what Yun Pujia really wants to kill is not Xiao Xianye, but Hua Qianyan, the woman who ruined her life.

Holding Xiao Xianye's small body in one hand, and dancing with a long silk in the other, Hua Qianyan easily dodged Yun Pujia's long sword, Jin Aya danced, and Yun Pujia fought in one place, the moves were illusory, and everyone present was dazzled, and finally saw Yun Pujia fall to the ground in embarrassment, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and fluttered in the sand for a long time before getting up.

"Let's go."

Hua Tianyan hugged Xiao Xianye's small body, staggered to the ground, and wore a shengxue smoke Luo skirt as if in the clouds and mist, fluttering, it was the arrival of the flying immortals outside the sky.

From beginning to end, Hua Qianyan didn't even look at the embarrassed Yun Pujia, holding Xiao Xianye obediently nesting in her arms with one hand, and Mo Xichen, who was seriously injured and still standing there with the other hand, moved lightly in lotus steps, staggered up, and disappeared into the night sky where the fog had just dispersed.

In the big tent, Mo Xichen, who had been insisting, finally couldn't stand his body, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and fainted.

"Brother Chu, how is Chenchen?"

"He's in good health, he woke up after a few days of coma, and I'll have thirteen handfuls of medicine delivered later." Chu Jue answered truthfully.

"Is he heavy then?"

Chu Jue looked at an anxious flower girl, he didn't want to lie to his flower girl, and said lightly: "It's very heavy, but I will cure him." ”

"It's troublesome Brother Chu." When Hua Qianyan heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the edge of Mo Xichen's bed, just silently guarding, Xiao Xianxue and Xiao Xianye stood beside Hua Qianyan, and the two didn't know what to do, so they could only watch silently.

Chu Jue gestured to Xiao Xianye to glance, Xiao Xianye understood, followed Chu Jue out, and returned to the camp where Chu Jue was resting.

"Master—"

Xiao Xianye called Chu Jue in a childish voice, he needed Chu Jue to give him a reasonable explanation.

"You want to know who your parents are, right?" Sitting in the candlelight, Chu Jue looked at Xiao Xianye lightly, he was dressed in green clothes, like a spring breeze.

Xiao Xianye nodded undeniably.

"Just as you thought to yourself, as Yun Pujia said, Mo Xichen is your biological father, Chu Jue said, and suddenly paused.

"And who is my mother?" Without waiting for Chu Jue to finish speaking, Xiao Xianye couldn't wait to ask, is he really just an illegitimate child who can't see the light?

Looking at the leisurely and quiet cold moon and clear light outside the window, looking fixedly, Chu Jue was silent for a long time.

"Master, tell me, who is my mother?"

Hearing only the sound of "plop", Xiao Xianye's knees fell to the ground with a soft and heavy knee, her small back was straight, and the cold and noble Tsinghua aura was formed from the sky.

Chu couldn't bear to look at Xiao Xianye, and was silent for a long time before he spoke leisurely, "I can tell you, but you tell anyone, including your parents." ”

"Okay."

Although I don't understand why Master didn't let him tell anyone who his mother was, as a son of man, he was lonely since he was a child, and a four-year-old child who longed for family affection, and wanted to know who his mother was, was far more important than anything else, let alone just not telling him.

Even if he is about to die, Xiao Xianye will be willing, he is finally not a wild seed that everyone scolds, he is a child with a father and a mother, his father is still Emperor Chen, who is admired by everyone, once the first minister in the world, stunning and shocking the people of the government and the opposition......

There were only two people in the big tent, Hua Qianyan and Mo Xichen, Hua Qianyan tried the water temperature, wrung a towel, carefully wiped the skin as smooth as snow, looked at the pale handsome face, two lines of tears slid down, and his mouth chattered, "Chen, you are about to wake up, I don't blame you, no matter Ye'er or the child you have with which woman, I will want to raise it like my own son, you wake up quickly, I can't live without you......"

Lying on Mo Xichen's chest, Hua Qianyan became more and more sad the more she cried, she could finally understand what kind of torment it was to guard her lover who fainted to death, and how Chen survived when she fainted before.

Yes, Miss Hua Er never allows sand in her eyes, but the sand must also be set off by gems to be called sand, the gems are gone, staring at the sand directly, that's not shrewdness, that's a stupid hat.

"Water ......"

A hoarse voice came from the top of her head, and although she cried sadly, Hua Qianyan still heard it, and the person who had been guarding her eyes for three days and three nights was finally alive.

Hua Tianyan hurriedly stood up, quickly ran to the table and poured a glass of warm water, the soles of her feet were windy, and she floated back to the bed in a moment, picked up the weak one, let Mo Xichen lie in her arms, and fed Mo Xichen a mouthful of warm water with a spoon, just like when she was sick, when Mo Xichen took care of herself, she was careful everywhere.

"Yan'er-" After drinking a few sips of water, Mo Xichen's voice was finally able to speak, looking at his little wife who took care of him, Mo Xichen only felt warm in his heart, and then thought about what Yan'er said just now, his heart was more comfortable, and his tired body, which was overconsumed by spiritual power and internal force, instantly improved a lot.

"It's good to wake up," a tear fell right into the porcelain bowl in Hua Qianyan's hand, and he hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, Hua Qianyan was a little embarrassed, "You wait, I'll go change another glass." ”

"No, I don't want to leave you." nested in the arms of the little wife, the wise and martial, cold and noble Majesty Mo scoundrel Lai did not come out in the arms of the little wife.

"Then this water-" Hua Tianyan stiffened with a bowl of water, not to put it down, not to put it down.

"I'll drink."

Directly snatched the water bowl in Hua Qianyan's hand, Mo Xichen drank it all boldly, and then shook his hand in a chic manner, and a beautiful carved porcelain bowl died.

"Waste!"

Hua Qianyan was stunned for a moment and then came back to her senses and pouted disdainfully.