"I'm sorry......... Father...... Mother......... Han'er is incompetent......" Junzi Han twitched and choked his teeth and said bitterly.

Lan Rufeng, who had aged a lot through the vicissitudes of life that night, sighed lightly with a solemn face: "Han'er." Let it all pass with time! ”

"Han'er ........." Li Ruqing hugged the gentleman's trembling body, and her tearful face was full of beads.

She, the daughter who was pregnant in October. Five years ago, after a life-and-death catastrophe, she thought that Ting'er's catastrophe had all passed that time. What she didn't expect was that God would not let her go. In this way, she once again took away her October pregnant girl from her world. She doesn't know what she's doing wrong? Why such retribution!

She hated herself, why didn't she die, but her daughter who just had happiness. Why is she a white-haired person sending a black-haired girl. What the hell did she do wrong! Why should retribution be on her daughter! Her daughter is innocent, and she is the mother who is guilty! Why...... Why is this happening.........

Grandpa Feng gently raised the wind, blowing the mud and sand on the ground and the cherry blossom trees next to the cemetery. The drifting cherry blossoms fell silently from the trees, straight over the wind, a little straight through the messy hair of the three people, a little straight through the cheeks of the three people, through their beaded vicissitudes of life landed on the muddy sand.

For a long time, for a long time. The three of them were all in the same position, and there was a faint cry and choking sound in the wind. It makes people feel deep pity when they hear it, and it makes people's hearts can't help but feel a slight pain when they hear it.

━━━ in the grass hut of the cemetery

Lan Rufeng, Li Ruqing gave Lan Xiting incense, and after talking, they all went to the place where Junzi Han lived, and as soon as they entered, their hearts were torn again.

He, the Han prince of the Junmeng Dynasty, actually lived in a low thatched hut, and the house was so simple that there was not even a kitchen, and there was not even a stool to stand on. They don't know how Jun Zihan has survived in the past few months.

Lan Rufeng pulled back to reality from the grass hut, sighed lightly for a long time before lifting his lips and saying, "Han'er, come back!" Jun Mengchao needs you! ”

"Yes!" Li Ruqing immediately said, "Han'er, come back!" ”

Junzihan's frosty face suddenly flashed with indignation: "Dad, mother." Jun Mengchao killed two of my favorite people. Wouldn't it be better to disappear from the world sooner? I don't have to do it myself! ”

"Hey......" Lan Rufeng, how could he not know the pain of the gentleman's cold. But once the war starts, it will destroy the entire Junmeng up and down, including the innocent people, how can it continue: "Han'er, Mo Choutian is the devil." He destroyed the dynasty not only to attack the Junmeng Dynasty, but also to let go of the people of the Junmeng Dynasty. Han'er, come back and help the people of the world! ”

"Han'er." Li Ruqing saw that Junzihan's face condensed into frost, and knew that the most uncomfortable thing at this moment was his Junzihan. His favorite mother and his favorite lady were all harmed by Jun Mengchao, and no one was willing to lend a hand, but this time it was no longer a personal pain, it was the pain of millions of people: "Han'er, Queen Yi's greatest wish in the world is that the people of the world are happy, and the people of the world are peaceful." Ting'er, she doesn't want you because he has changed and is no longer you, if you don't help the people of the world, she will be uneasy forever on the other side. ”