Mu Beiliang learned that Leng Quantian was in a coma, and hurriedly came to see Leng Quantian.

At the same time, from Jun Qiyan's mouth, he learned the reason why the girl was in a coma and vomited blood.

Knowing that Leng Quanting's mother had died more than ten years ago, his brain was also dizzy, and his body couldn't help but stumble.

If this is the end, he would rather she marry someone else than learn of her death.

Mu Beiliang's eyes were filled with tears, and his handsome face was sad.

His body swayed slightly, and he staggered out of the room, as if he was running away from something.

The girl woke up from a coma overnight, and the first thing she woke up was to get out of bed.

Jun Qiyan stayed by the girl's side for a while, held his forehead and squinted for a while, noticed the movement around him, and immediately woke up.

"Dumpling, where are you going?"

"Go to my mother......"

The girl dragged her weak body off the bed.

The man hugged the girl, his voice was full of pain, and he told Leng Quantian the cruel truth.

"Tilt, your mother is no longer alive."

The girl's emotions suddenly became extremely excited, and she struggled to get out of the man's arms.

"No, she's in this world, she's still in this world, you let me go, I'll go find my mother."

The man held the girl tightly in his arms, and when he saw the girl like this now, he was full of distress for the girl.

"Tilt, I know that your mother's death has hit you hard, but you still have a mother, don't you?"

How dare he let Leng Quan drag his weak body and find someone who is impossible to find again?

Leng Quan was stunned, and his mood calmed down a little.

And a mother:

Yes, she also has a mother who is Bai Lingluo.

But her biological mother, she has been looking forward to it, expecting them to be reunited.

Finding her biological mother has become her life's mission.

But now, her mother is long gone.

Jun Qiyan stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's cheek distressedly, and his thin lips opened lightly: "You still have me." ”

The girl raised her eyes from Jun Qiyan's arms and stared at the man with teary eyes.

Jun Qiyan gently patted the girl on the back and continued: "Qian'er, you calm down first, if you go all over the world looking for the place where your mother has been, I will accompany you in the future." ”

"My mother...... There is no ...... death," the girl sobbed, her body sobbing.

The man comforted softly, "It's not dead, if you want to find it in the future, I'll accompany you to find it." ”

Jun Qiyan coaxed the girl here, and on the other side, Mu Beiliang locked himself in the room, drinking a high number of wine alone, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, and borrowing wine to pour his heart.

……

For a month, Jun Qiyan accompanied the girl every inch for a whole month, visiting the entire northern city and ancient city.

Leng Quantian barely managed to get out of the major blow of his mother's death.

On the rocks by the sea, a man and a woman sit.

The turquoise sea, as soft as silk, rippled slightly. From a high place, the smoke waves are vast and endless.

And sometimes, the sea is at your feet, whispering softly.

The girl raised her head from the man's shoulder, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked sideways at Jun Qiyan, "Husband, let's go back to the Imperial City." ”

Jun Qiyan reached out and stroked the girl's hair, and his lips spit lightly, "Okay." ”

The two said goodbye to Mu Beiliang and stepped on the plane back to the imperial city.

Since Mu Beiliang got the news of Leng Wuxin's death, the whole person has also become listless and ignorant of political affairs.

Seeing his only daughter leave, Shentan's eyes were moist.