When Leng Quan heard this, he looked at the tree without branches happily, and his eyes swelled with excitement.

"Yours is real?"

"Absolutely." The tree has no branches and nods with joy.

My sister has been looking for Mrs. for so many years, and now she finally has some news.

Leng Quantian learned the news of his mother, and he didn't have time to pack his luggage, so he followed Shu Wuzhi to a post house with Jun Qiyan.

Inside the inn, there are people all around.

When he learned the news, Ji Baicao sent his subordinates to guard outside the post house first, so as to avoid the people who had been looking for many years and left.

Leng Quantian and Jun Qiyan came to a residence where the women of the inn were staying.

I saw a woman with a thin veil on her face, sitting at the table and sipping tea unhurriedly.

The woman was dressed in black plain clothes, and her eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful.

His expression was indifferent, but there was a cold slaughter at the end of his eyes.

Leng Quantian saw the woman, stunned for a moment, and looked in a trance.

Her mother left her when she was just over three years old, and she had a vague memory of her mother's face.

The woman put down the teacup unhurriedly, and her light tone carried an unstoppable momentum.

"I wonder what the purpose of the two Your Excellencies trapped me in this inn?"

"I'm sorry, we don't mean anything, the reason why we trapped you in this inn is also my subordinates who don't think about it." Leng Quan apologized apologetically.

The woman stood up, picked up a pistol on the table, and glanced at Leng Quantian faintly, "Since there is no meaning, then I will leave first." ”

The woman was just about to walk when she was stopped by Leng Quan.

"Wait."

The girl reached out to stop the woman and looked at the woman in disbelief, "You don't know me anymore?" ”

The woman glanced at Leng Quan coldly, and spit out lightly, "I've never seen it." ”

Never seen ......

These four words are like a blunt talking knife, rusty scissors, piercing the girl's heart.

Also!

She was only three years old at the time, and her mother didn't know her, which was normal.

Leng Quan took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and looked at the woman who treated people indifferently.

"Do you have a daughter?"

The woman chuckled, "I have never been married in my life, how can I have a daughter?" ”

It seems that her mother did not marry her father.

But after so many years, her mother actually forgot about her!

Leng Quan tilted his hands and couldn't help clenching them, his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palms, and the girl didn't seem to feel pain.

Jun Qiyan saw the girl clenching her palms tightly, her handsome face changed slightly, and she reached out to hold the girl's hand, making the girl relax.

Leng Quantian slowly let go, forcing himself to calm down.

"Do you know the Cold Night Gate?"

At the mention of the cold night gate, the woman's calm and indifferent face finally changed, and her eyes looked towards Leng Quan with cold eyes.

"How do you know who you are?"

"My mother is cold."

She really wanted to know if her mother had forgotten about her after all these years.

Did you forget to give birth to such a daughter of hers?

When the woman heard this, a look of astonishment appeared on her face, "Are you Bingxin?" ”

Leng Quanting: "Yes." ”

The woman looked at Leng Quantian, her face was not as cold and indifferent as just now, and there was a hint of relief in her eyes, "I didn't expect you to grow so big." ”

Leng Quan stared at the woman, "Are you really my mother?" ”

The woman's eyes flashed quickly, she looked at Leng Quantian and smiled indifferently, "I'm not your mother, I'm a subordinate next to your mother, and I'm also the protector of the former master of the Cold Night Gate." ”