Ye Chumo felt very uncomfortable in his heart, his father and queen mother, his brothers and sisters, now, only he and Chu Ling are left, what is it, what has evolved into today's pattern?

When Ye Xuan woke up, it was already three days later.

She thought she was dead, but the moment she opened her eyes, the familiar surroundings made her realize that she was still in some dilapidated hut in that secluded mountain village.

"Child...... The child ...... "The weakness of her body, coupled with the fact that she had not eaten water and rice for many days, found that her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't even make a sound.

She did not forget that she was giving birth at the time, had a difficult birth, and finally fainted from exhaustion, and then ...... What happened after that? She seemed to hear a baby's cry, was that her hallucination? I tried to sit up with my body, but I found that my body did not have the slightest strength.

Outside the door, a woman's chuckle suddenly came, which made her very familiar, it was plain style and splendor.

Xu heard the noise in the room, they immediately pushed open the door and walked in, and when they saw that Ye Xuan had woken up, they immediately walked over happily, "Madam, it's great that you're okay!" ”

"Child, my ...... The child ...... "What she was thinking about was her baby, who had been born but had not had time to take a look.

"The little palace master is sleeping, madam, you wait, my subordinates will go and hold it to you now!"

Ye Xuan nodded vigorously.

Nishang turned around and went out, and after a while walked in with a small baby in her arms, when the lady fainted because she was too tired, she could only take turns taking care of the baby with Su Feng, both of them were taking care of the child for the first time, and they were a little rusty, but after three days, they were all familiar with the road.

Looking at the beautiful baby in her arms, that little appearance is the same as Yan'er, Ye Xuan hugged the child and cried while watching, Yan'er, if you know that our child was born, you will be very happy, right? Why aren't you around at such a happy moment? Yan'er, I really miss you!

"Madam, the birth of the little boy is a happy thing, don't cry! And you've just given birth, and your body is weak, so it's not good for your body to recover. Nishang, go to the kitchen and bring the chicken soup stewed for Madame! "It's not easy to get a chicken in such a poor place!

Ye Xuan was silent, but hugged the child in her arms tighter.

Looking at the little face that was exactly the same as Yan'er, she missed Yan'er even more. Now that the child has been born, can she rest assured to go to Yan'er?

But...... What about her children?

She hadn't fed him a mouthful of milk herself, she hadn't been able to watch him grow up, he was still so young, how could she leave him so cruelly?

Yan'er, I'm sorry, give me a little more time, and when our children grow up, I'll go to you.

"Madam, the little boy has been born for three days, you should name him quickly!"

"It's just, how can you not have a name? Madame, if you get a name, the little boy will definitely like it! ”

Ye Xuan wiped her tears and stared at the face of the little baby in her arms lovingly, "It's called Phoenix!" ”

Phoenix Palace, Phoenix Jue, Phoenix Tilt Mo, Phoenix ...... Everything is a memory related to Yan'er, and I can't give it up or let it go.

"Good name, the little boy will definitely get ahead in the future!" For example, the strong and unyielding phoenix will one day shine.

Little Phoenix, when you grow up, you must remember what a great father you have, he didn't want to leave you on purpose, if it weren't for him, you wouldn't have been born safely, you must love him very much, love him more than your mother! Ye Xuan looked at the innocent baby who was smiling in her hand, and her smile was a little more bitter.

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The catastrophe of the Fengqi Dynasty finally passed, the tyranny of Ye Yanxiao was overthrown, he fell off the high platform and died, and Ye Chumo succeeded to the throne and became the sixth emperor of the Fengqi Dynasty.

Even if he is reluctant, now except him, no one can afford this responsibility, this is his helplessness, and it is also his mission. Being an emperor is not a proud thing, but he has to make an excuse for himself, being the first person in the world, is he more hopeful of finding Xuan'er's whereabouts?

He succeeded to the throne, and the whole world was his, no matter where Lin Yuerong hid her, even if it was a corpse, he must find her.

That day and night, the remnant Xiao fell from the high platform, and the world thought he was dead, but when he walked over to check it in person, he found that he still had a trace of breath, so he privately sent someone to take him back for treatment, and simply picked up a life, but he had completely become a waste person, and he could only be accompanied by a bed for the rest of his life. Perhaps, it is even more painful for him to live like this!

But Ye Chumo didn't want him to die, even though he had done so many heartbreaking things, he always felt that he had a hard time. Because in his eyes, he could see the indescribable sadness and pain. Twenty years ago, my father also had a white head for a person, and the night was even worse.

Everyone in this world can't escape a love word.

After Ye Wanxiao woke up, he completely became a wasted person, he stayed at home, didn't say a word, but his appearance became more and more aging, his hair became whiter and whiter, and soon changed from white to completely white. But at the age of twenty, it is really sad that he has become like this.

In his hand, he held a piece of red cloth every day, which was the cloth he ripped off from his body when Yan'er was buried that day, and kept it in his arms, close to his chest. Every day he looked at the red cloth and stared at it quietly......

Maybe this catastrophe can finally make him learn to repent, learn to stop his heart like water, what doesn't belong to him, no matter how strong he is, he can't get it after all.

Why didn't a heinous person like him die, but Yan Er, who was so beautiful, was going to die so miserably, he could have committed suicide with this cheap life, but he had a little more panic, he was afraid that he would really see Yan Er under Jiuquan after he died, he was afraid that Yan Er looked at his eyes full of hatred, just like that night.

Let him live like this for the time being!

Even if he goes out now, no one will recognize him as the sinner-mongering night remnant of the beginning, and he is so old that he regrets and is afraid when he sees the mirror! If a person is disgusted with himself when he lives, it is an extreme sorrow, let him continue to be sad like this.

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Lalala, it's almost over~