"That's all my brother's message to me, he's already sent someone to contain the living dead. （ . . Inside the house, Feng Ziling said with some concern after contacting Feng Mohan.

"Are you sure you're in the capital of the All Saints?" Among them, the one who is the most worried is naturally Lan Ling'er, and the person she has in mind can be in the Ten Thousand Saints Kingdom.

"Well, I'm very sure, because my brother has already sent someone, and he has already dealt with the living dead, although these soldiers will not be poisoned, but they can't control the living dead, so they can only delay as much as possible, my brother asked Sister Luo'er what to do."

"Ling'er, although I don't know if you are ready to face him, but now you are the only one who can help him get out of trouble." Han Xiluo said in a deep voice, because she had a reason to get out in Nanshu Kingdom, so this time, she could only let Ling'er go alone.

"I know, I'm going to get ready, I'm going to leave tonight." Lan Ling'er didn't want to delay for a moment at this moment.

"Ziling, you accompany Ling'er on a trip, she needs your contact with Mo Han." Han Xiluo said to Feng Ziling.

"Okay, I know, Sister Ling'er, I'll tidy up a little, and we'll set off together." Feng Ziling nodded and said.

"Ziling, thank you." For this princess of Qingcheng, Lan Ling'er likes it from the bottom of her heart.

"Do we still need to say thank you to each other, Ziling has already regarded you two as her own sisters." Feng Ziling smiled faintly.

"What happened in Qingcheng before, don't you blame us?" Lan Ling'er was a little surprised, no matter how she said that the people they killed in Qingcheng were also her uncles and cousins.

"Actually, my brother wanted to kill both of them more than once, but because of my father's obstruction, he didn't do it." Speaking of those two people, Feng Ziling also looked disgusted, "Okay, don't talk about them, if you are worried that I will be dissatisfied with you because of this, then I can clearly tell you that there is no need for this." Feng Ziling said solemnly.

"Okay, from now on, you will be my Lan Ling'er's sister." Lan Ling'er also said solemnly.

"Okay, my two good sisters, hurry up, otherwise Ling'er, your Ruyi Langjun will suffer." Han Xiluo said with a smile, for the two women in front of him, Han Xiluo regarded them as his own sisters from the beginning.

"Sister Ling'er, wait for me." With that, Feng Ziling quickly ran towards her room.

"Ling'er, be careful." Han Xiluo took Lan Ling'er's hand and reminded again: "Not only you, but also Ziling, you must take care of her." ”

"Allah, are you not at ease with me?" Lan Ling'er said with a hippie smile, in fact, her performance at the moment was just to alleviate the sentimentality of the upcoming separation.

"It's you and I who don't feel at ease, remember, no matter what happens, don't be impulsive, you know, I and Miracle, and my mother will always wait for you to come back."

"Oh yes, you have to take care of my miracle while I'm away, you know that he has been with me since he came out of my mother's womb, and you can't wronged my miracle." Lan Ling'er pretended to be stern and said.

"If you don't feel at ease, come back early and bring it yourself."

"I will definitely be back as soon as possible." Lan Ling'er shook Han Xiluo's hand tightly, and then left Han Xiluo's room without looking back.

When Nangong Liye came back, he saw Han Xiluo sitting in front of the window, looking out of the window, quietly in a daze.

"You got it?" Nangong Liye walked over gently and stood beside her.

"Hmm." Han Xiluo responded.

"Ling'er went." Nangong Liye was not asking, but telling.

"Hmm." Han Xiluo still snorted.

"Worry about Ling'er." Nangong Liye still whispered softly.

"Hmm." There was still a faint word floating out of Han Xiluo's mouth.

"Cold-blooded followed."

"Hmm." But when this word was said, Han Xiluo was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Nangong Liye, "You transferred the cold blood to Ling'er's side?" ”

"Hmm." Now it's time to change to Nangong Liye, and I'm starting to do it.

"You know that, too?" Han Xiluo realized what Nangong Liye was telling her before.

"Hmm." Nangong Liye gently put his hand behind his back.

"Can you please not follow me?" Han Xiluo rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Hmm." Nangong Liye continued.

"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you." Since Nangong Liye already knew, it meant that he and Situ Mujin would definitely find a way to help Sheng Lingxiao, and with the help of the two of them, Han Xiluo wouldn't have to worry so much about Ling'er and Ziling.

"What is the princess going to do?" Nangong Liye finally stopped huh.

"What are you doing, what do you think you can do in the middle of the night except sleeping."

"Of course, there are many things that can be done." As soon as he said this, Nangong Liye became energetic, "For example, we can move before going to bed." ”

"Come on, you, I see that there is nothing else in your mind except this, and you exercise before going to bed, my mother doesn't have that energy, and now I want to sleep beautifully." Han Xiluo didn't care what Nangong Liye wanted to do, anyway, the only thing she wanted to do now was to sleep.

"The lady doesn't have to contribute, just come for the husband." Nangong Liye closed the window and walked towards Han Xiluo.

A silver-white robe with Nangong Liye's bewitching face looked particularly mysterious in the dim candlelight.

"You, what do you want to do?" Han Xiluo swallowed his saliva unconsciously, this damn man has nothing to do with being so good-looking.

"Doesn't the lady find it boring to ask this question every time?" Nangong Liye's mouth had an evil smile on his lips.

"Then, don't you feel very bored when you use this trick every time?" Han Xiluo retorted as he stepped back.

"Boring? It seems that my husband has to behave well tonight. Nangong Liye deliberately misunderstood her meaning, grabbed her with lightning speed, and threw her on the bed.

"Ouch, you violent man, are you trying to kill me?" Han Xiluo grinned.

It's just that Nangong Liye didn't speak anymore, but the whole person pressed up.

Han Xiluo went from screaming in defiance to shallow panting and moaning in the end.

A beautiful room.

Day 2.

"Mother, where is Aunt Lan?" After seeing Han Xiluo, who was late, Miracle asked out loud.

"Aunt Lan has something to leave for a while." With the soreness all over his body, Han Xiluo barely pulled out a smile.

"No wonder Miracle couldn't find her in Aunt Lan's room today." Every morning, Miracle always habitually went to Lan Ling'er to accompany him for morning exercises, but when he went to Lan Linger's room today, he found that Aunt Lan was not there, and he went to test the temperature of the quilt, it was cold, thinking that Aunt Lan had been busy with something yesterday and didn't come back to sleep, and wanted to ask his mother, but it turned out that Aunt Lan had already left the palace.

"Will Aunt Lan be back soon?" The miracle that had never left Lan Ling'er suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, Aunt Lan said before she left yesterday that she would definitely come back as soon as possible to accompany Miracle."

"Oh." Miracle's little mouth pouted slightly, with a look of reluctance.

Han Xiluo touched the miracle's little head, she knew the importance of Lan Ling'er in the miracle's heart, why wasn't she worried.

"It's going to be fine, it's all with me." Nangong Liye's voice reached everyone's ears, Han Xiluo looked at him and smiled slightly, it's good to have him here.

"Is this my good grandson? Hehehe. An old but powerful voice came from not far away.

Han Xiluo's body froze instantly. Is that......

His eyes were already red, and Han Xiluo turned his head very slowly, and his somewhat hazy eyes reflected the figure that was already slightly rickety.

"Master." Han Xiluo's voice trembled a little.

"You're finally back, good boy." As he spoke, Yao Lao had already quickly come to Han Xiluo's face.

"Master." Han Xiluo stood up, walked in front of Yao Lao, and was about to kneel down, but was quickly pulled by Yao Lao.

"What are you doing, good boy? You know, the master has never liked kneeling. Yao Lao pretended to reprimand.

"It's the apprentice's unfilial piety, which makes the master worried." Two clear tears slid down her cheeks, and Han Xiluo's voice was filled with endless longing and apology.

"Fool, some things are destined, how can you and I be able to control them, as long as you see through all this, your heart will naturally be calm." Yao Lao smiled lovingly.

"Yes, the apprentice remembers, by the way, master, what about my father?" Han Xiluo poked his head out and looked out the door.

"Luo'er!" Just before the words fell, another familiar voice had already reached Han Xiluo's ears.

"Daddy." Han Xiluo's teary eyes were even more blurred, but she saw a figure rushing towards her in a hurry.

"Daddy!" Han Xiluo came to Han Qin's front with an arrow step and threw himself into his arms.

"Luo'er, Luo'er." Han Qin burst into tears, hugging his daughter tightly, it turned out that he could really still see her, it turned out that his baby daughter was really alive.

"Daddy." Han Xiluo couldn't say a complete sentence anymore, just kept shouting Daddy.

"Luo'er, it's good to come back, it's good to come back." As a father, there is nothing better than being able to see his children safe and sound, you know, in the days before Luo'er disappeared, he didn't know how many times he thought about going with her.

"Dad, Luo'er is back, back." Han Xiluo kept muttering these three words back, she knew that for Han Qin now, her return was the thing he cared about the most.

"Okay, okay, they're all such big people, and they're still crying, so my grandson can see the joke." Yao Lao coughed lightly and said.

"Yes, yes, don't cry, don't cry, what about my good grandson?" Han Qin let go of Han Xiluo in his arms, wiped the tears on his face, and began to search around.

"Grandpa, the miracle is here." A petite figure appeared in Han Qin's sight.

"Is this my good grandson? Come to Grandpa! Han Qin beckoned excitedly like a miracle.

Miracle obediently walked in front of Han Qin, and then called out to his grandfather sweetly.

"Hey." Han Qin's mouth couldn't close when he smiled, and he was completely like the old tearful man just now.

"And I didn't shout." Yao Lao stood aside and was a little surprised, from the first time he saw this doll, he liked him very much.

"Master." Mother's master himself naturally wants to call his master.

"Hehehehe, good, really good." Yao Lao was also happy, and he wanted to snatch it from Han Qin's hand.

"Miss." Another trembling cry forced out Han Xiluo's tears that had been forced back again.

This voice is not her dust, who could it be?