Yang Jinzhi's appearance was not in Murong's plan, it was a product of abruptness. But they are all pregnant people, and they are all about to become mothers, and they can't die without help.

Seeing Yang Jinzhi shouting heartbreakingly, Murong was anxious, there was no good stable woman in this remote mountain village, if he wanted to go to the city for help, it would take several days to come and go.

But Yang Jinzhi has been in pain for a day and a night, and he has never been able to give birth to the child, and it is not good for the child and Yang Jinzhi himself for a long time.

Murong was not very convenient, but at this time, her life was at stake, so she naturally couldn't take care of this. She has excellent medical skills, even if she is a doctor, it is not a problem to prescribe medicine with needles.

Because he was frightened and hurt for a day and night, Yang Jinzhi really had no strength.

Murong used his own internal force to urge the butterfly Gu, and then squeezed out the blood to make medicine, and gave Murong the medicine, which gave her a breath of relief so that she could hold on. Pale face, Murong sat on the edge of the bed, using silver needles to pass the acupuncture points so that she could reduce the pain, "Do you feel better?" If you feel better, you must hold on. Whether the child can come out alive depends on your breath. ”

"Madame, if you don't work hard, the child will be finished. We are all mothers, you should know that the child is our life, hold on! Be sure to give birth to the baby! The child is already at the gate of the palace, you hold on! ”

Yang Jin's face was like ashes, and he clutched the futon tightly.

"Hold on!" Murong held Yang Jinzhi's hand and took the risk of slowly injecting internal force into Yang Jinzhi's body to help her, "For the sake of the child, hold on!" ”

Murong's face became paler and paler, her child was not yet full-term, but the day was approaching. These days of upheaval, she knew that she was a little moved, if it wasn't for the butterfly Gu who had been protecting her, I am afraid she would not be much better than Yang Jinzhi.

The output of internal force made her overwhelmed, and when Yang Jinzhi finally gave birth to a child, Murong was also exhausted, "Show me the child!" Let me see! ”

Wen Po and Hui Ling stepped forward with a child in their arms, and Hui Ling was full of joy.

"Madam, it's the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang! My uncle will be very happy to see it! Hui Ling quickly arrived at the bed and placed the two children beside Yang Jinzhi's bed.

Murong was also happy, "Are all these newborn children like this?" It's nice to look at the little tender ones! ”

Yang Jinzhi looked at Murong gratefully, "You are the life-saving benefactor of the three of us, if you can repay it in the future, I will definitely pay for it." Miss Mu, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, maybe this time I would really have three lives. ”

"Now that I have given birth to a child safely, I don't need to say these things." Murong was already extremely tired, "You have a good rest, I'm a little tired, go back to the room to rest first." ”

"Hui Ling, send Miss Murong out!" Yang Jinzhi is also to the extreme.

Hui Ling sent Murong out, and Murong waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard.

"It stands to reason that you, a pregnant person, should not enter this place." When she came out, Wen Po said, "It's not very lucky." ”

Murong naturally didn't believe this, she grew up in the desert, and many things didn't have so many informities, "If I don't go in, three people may die, this is considered a merit, how can it be said that it is unlucky?" She stroked her belly, "I'm here to bless my own child!" ”

Wen Po smiled, "Miss Mu is kind! ”

Looking at the back of Wen Po leaving, the smile on Murong's face gradually dissipated, she stayed here for two days because her stomach was a little uncomfortable, for fear that continuing to rush would make the child come out early. She didn't eat or sleep well along the way, and she was overworked, and if the child couldn't come out early for term, it would inevitably have some shortcomings, so she could only risk staying for two days.

But after Yang Jinzhi's toss, she felt that she might not be as simple as staying for a few days.

The body was not very happy, and Murong could only lie on the bed and take care of it.

But how could she know that she was in charge of these idle things, but she pushed herself to death. Looking at the small medicine bag in her hand, she narrowed her eyes slightly. This thing was a Gu poison that she had developed before the Wu Clan's war and had not yet been tested. The ingredient was discovered by her accident, and later she added seven insects and seven flowers, and the medicinal properties were doubled.

But after all, this is Gu poison, not a good thing, although she is interested, she doesn't want to put it into practice. Keeping such a thing on your body is to prevent accidents, which can be regarded as self-defense.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and Murong didn't know what would happen next. I only felt that there was no place for my heart, and I thought it would be better to leave earlier, Yang Jinzhi also gave birth to a child, and she must know how to go home.

The stomach hurt from time to time, but fortunately, the interval between labor pains was relatively long, and Murong thought to himself, could it be that he was going to give birth? She thought that if she could lie still, she would lie still, and if the child was born early, it would not be good.

Who knew that something happened that night, a large number of black-clothed people surrounded the village, almost adhering to the situation of killing people on sight, killing people everywhere and setting fires. Murong didn't have to think about it to know that they were looking for her.

The butterfly Gu is on the goddess, and she is the goddess.

If you are here to deal with Yang Jinzhi, you don't have to take the big-bellied Yang Jinzhi outside the customs at all, so ...... Murong quickly opened the door and walked out. The people came up and gathered around her.

"Let's go!" Murong held his stomach.

When such a thing happened, she naturally couldn't take care of Yang Jin's mother and son, and wanted to get into the carriage and leave quickly. However, before she could take two steps, her stomach ached, and she trembled all over her body, and suddenly fell to her knees, and she didn't have the strength to move around.

In the forest in spring, it is very cold.

The labor pain in her stomach made her even colder.

"Murong?" The clansmen exclaimed, they couldn't lift her away at this time.

The black-clothed man surrounded the entire Zhuangzi, and the clansmen could only let go of Murong and desperately seek a way out for her. But how can it be so easy to fight your way out? Murong's own internal strength was consumed on Yang Jinzhi's body, and she herself was in pain.

The pain of giving birth to a child is something you can't experience without being a mother, and it's normal for you to be so painful that you can't take care of yourself. The pain of your stomach falling makes it difficult for you to walk at all.

When she got to the pear blossom tree, she couldn't walk anymore and simply sat down. There were fighting sounds everywhere, and the clansmen stopped the man in black outside the courtyard wall. But she knew they wouldn't last long.

Yang Jinzhi and Hui Ling came with the child in their arms, seeing that Murong was about to give birth, they naturally didn't care about anything else, so hurry up and help deliver the baby! At this time, it is impossible to go out, but you can't look at Murong like this and ignore it.

The lives of their mother and son were all given by Murong.

There was a lot of chaos outside, and the wicked people who were looking for Yang Jinzhi also arrived, which can be regarded as a "contribution". Before they came to their senses, they had already been slashed and killed by the man in black, and seeing their companion being slashed and killed, no matter what his situation was, he couldn't withdraw and fought hard.

The child can't be born, Murong is exhausted, and even if the child is born in this case, the child may not be able to leave alive.

"Their purpose is me." Murong gasped, "If you can leave, let's leave quickly!" I—I'm running out of energy, it's ......."

Yang Jinzhi didn't leave, "Since you saved me, then my life is yours, no matter what you ask me to do, I will respond to you." My husband will definitely come to save me, don't worry, it will be fine. ”

Murong looked out of the door, looking at the raging fire burning outside, looking at the pear blossoms hanging down by the wind overhead, life has never been so desperate as today, "In that case, I hope you two will help me do something." ”

"You say!" Yang Jinzhi looked at Murong's face and knew that she was starting to hurt again.

Murong took out the short blade in his sleeve, "I can't be born, help me...... Laparotomy of the child. ”

Yang Jinzhi's eyes widened in shock, "What? No, no, no, no, Miss Mu, I ...... I don't dare! There is another way, you helped me produce yesterday, and you will definitely be able to do it today. ”

"I gave you all the internal strength yesterday, and today I am exhausted." Murong's face was pale, and his body was soaked with cold sweat, "Don't be afraid, I won't die." I am the goddess of the Wu clan, and I have the treasure of the Wu clan on my body, and I am also the butterfly Gu that your Emperor Daye wants the most. The butterfly Gu will save me, it won't let me die, you just have to cut it. ”

Yang Jinzhi was stunned, "What?" ”

"I have a butterfly Gu, so I ......" Murong directly stuffed the blade into Yang Jinzhi's hand, "I don't have the strength anymore, please...... Help me, save my child, and treat it as if you gave me my life, okay? ”

"I, I, I ......" Even though Yang Jinzhi has seen the world, she has never killed anyone, how can there be an immortal reason for this knife to enter? What's more, what butterfly Gu?

What is the butterfly Gu, Yang Jinzhi doesn't know at all.

"Save my child!" Murong is about to be unable to hold on, the child cannot be born, in this case, the child will be suffocated in the stomach. Her baby was born prematurely, so she ......

"Hui Ling, help...... Help me! Yang Jinzhi's face was snow-white, and the hand holding the blade trembled violently.

Hui Ling hurriedly put the child on the lawn not far from Murong's side, she didn't dare! This is killing people, disemboweling children, unheard of! If you open your belly, can you still live?

"Quick!" Murong screamed weakly.

There was a wail from the clansmen outside, which meant that they would soon be all killed, and then the men in black would soon come in. When the time comes...... At that time, it will be too late for anything, completely too late.

When the master and servant stabbed the two knives down, blood splattered out, and Murong's extremely delicate face was all distorted at this moment. Blood splashed on Yang Jinzhi's pale face, and Hui Ling was so frightened that she fell to the ground and didn't dare to move anymore. She watched as Yang Jinzhi cut open Murong's belly, then took the child out and cut the umbilical cord.

"This kid, this kid seems, it's not very good!" Yang Jinzhi's expression was numb, "The child seems to be wrong." ”

The newborn child should be blood-red, but the child born by Murong has a purple complexion, which means that the child is already deprived of oxygen in the stomach. There is a high probability that you will not survive and will become a stillborn baby.

Blood kept pouring out of Murong's body, and she wouldn't die if she opened her stomach for a while, not to mention the existence of a butterfly Gu in her body, and the effect of the butterfly Gu on the flesh and bones of the living dead had gradually developed.

But the child ...... Her child seems to be destined to leave this world, unwilling to face this blood-stained world.

"My child!" Murong was lying dying under the pear tree, with her newborn daughter beside her. My daughter's breathing was very weak, and she could see that she was about to die.

But Murong didn't even have the strength to cry, and now it seems that there is no other way.

Slowly leaning over, putting the child under him, Murong was covered in blood, lifted the little internal force he had left, and gave the butterfly Gu to his daughter.

Yang Jinzhi's eyes widened, and he watched in disbelief as the faint light gradually shifted from Murong's mouth to the child's body. For a moment, she saw the child's body suddenly light up, as if something had indeed entered.

"You, you ......" The blade in Yang Jinzhi's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Murong only felt a sharp pain coming, and in an instant, his body trembled violently, and he was very cold. She gritted her teeth, put the jade pendant tremblingly in the child's heart, and took out the red rope in her sleeve and tied it to the child's wrist, "Help me, help me take care of, take care of my daughter, I can no longer make her happy and joyful." Just help her choose a name, He, Hehuan ......" The blood stained the pear blossom white that fell to the ground, and she fell in a pool of blood, red and white mixed with each other.

Although the butterfly Gu left her body, the remaining strength was still playing a role in her body, and Murong was in pain at this moment. It hurts to the extreme, and it hurts to the extreme.

Yang Jinzhi took off his clothes and wrapped the child quickly, so that the child would not be hurt again. When she looked up, she saw Murong carving words on the stone with a hairpin, but before she could hand it over to Yang Jinzhi, the black shadow had already flown in.

Hui Ling's first reaction was to snatch the child, after all, there were still Yang Jinzhi's two children on the lawn beside Murong.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his neck was cold, Maya's palm directly knocked Hui Ling out, and he fainted to death on the spot. Yang Jinzhi didn't dare to move even more, but hugged Murong's child tightly. She didn't dare to move, for fear that if the child on the other end cried, it would ...... Then she will regret it for the rest of her life.

"Murong!" Maya was shocked. The blood under the pear blossom tree, the woman he had begged for all his life fell in a pool of blood, and when he saw it, he only had one breath left, "Murong? You'll be fine, you've got a butterfly Gu with you! Murong, you hold on, I'll take you away! ”

"Traitor!" At the moment when Maya appeared, Murong only had two words. For Zamutol had said that Maya had died in the fire of the royal palace in Tiran. So what's the situation now?

The Wu Clan and Tiran were destroyed, and only a few escaped. But Maya, who should have died in the palace, appeared here, and the man in black outside didn't even do anything to him.

There was no movement outside, and it was conceivable that they did not dare to come in.

These are the people of Maya.

This was probably the first and last time Maya touched Murong and held her in his arms. She was covered in blood, her eyelids drooping slightly, and she was already dying. But he thought that she still had a butterfly Gu on her body, and it would be fine.

As everyone knows, her butterfly Gu has already entered the child's body.

Murong's hand trembled and touched his heart, and then he smiled desolately, "I-won." She smiled and closed her beautiful eyes, never opening them again. She once fantasized about leaving the chaos of the world with her beloved husband and spending the rest of her life in peace and stability as a family of three.

Hehuan, I can't let you go...... Mother's Acacia!

Maya suddenly felt that the arrow wound in his heart hurt to the extreme, and he quickly checked Murong's breathing and pulse. There is no breathing, no pulse, which means that Murong is dead.

It's absolutely impossible!

Murong had a butterfly Gu on his body, how could he die?

Is the flesh and bones of the living dead all deceitful?

Suddenly, Maya focused his gaze on the two children beside Murong. Yang Jinzhi screamed and wanted to pounce, but was slapped out by Maya.

After all, he was a good person, seeing his child die tragically under the butcher's knife, Yang Jinzhi's first reaction was to protect the acacia in his arms. When he fell to the ground, Yang Jin hugged Hehuan tightly, and when he looked up again, Maya's knife was already stained with blood.

Yang Jinzhi shouted hysterically, the corners of his lips overflowed with blood, and the green tendons on his neck burst out. The next moment, Yang Jinzhi fainted and died.

Outside, officials and soldiers surrounded the courtyard, and in the firelight, it was Chen Ping who rushed in with people. When the man in black left, he checked on the two children, and one of them only hurt his face, but he was still alive, so he simply took them away, leaving only Yang Jin's master and servant.

Chen Ping didn't care about those people, he was just ordered to save his wife. The lady was holding the child in her arms, so it didn't matter who the child was taken by the man in black. Because of this psychology, Zhao Song missed the best opportunity to get the child back.

"Ma'am?" Zhao Song quickly picked up Yang Jinzhi, "Jinzhi? ”

Chen Ping pinched the middle of the person, Yang Jinzhi relieved himself, and the child in his arms finally cried loudly.

"My child?" Zhao Song was delighted, "Madame has worked hard." ”

"Nope! It's not like this, it's not like this! Yang Jin pushed Zhao Song away like crazy and stumbled to Murong, "What about my child?" What about my child? Brother Song, hurry! Chase those people back, they snatched our children! ”

She knelt on the ground with a thud, looking at the baby corpse that was placed next to Murong with a pale face, "This is my daughter." ”

The next moment, Yang Jinzhi hugged Hehuan and cried so much that his liver and intestines were broken, "This is me and your daughter, who was stabbed by that person...... My daughter! It's me, it's my fault! It's all because of me! ”

Zhao Song was stunned, his face completely changed.

Chen Ping was shocked, "What the man in black snatched away was the little boy?" ”

"Chen Ping, chase!" Zhao Song drank vigorously.

Chen Ping immediately led someone to chase him, where can he go to find the child at this time? They didn't know where they were going, and they didn't hear from them. Seeing that his son was taken away and his daughter was killed on the ground, Zhao Song's heart was also broken at the moment.

Zhao Song picked up the child covered in blood and hugged him in his arms, "So whose child is this?" ”

Yang Jinzhi's expression was flustered, "Child? Who is the child? Yes, it's Murong's, it's Miss Mu's child! She suddenly fell to the ground in horror, "I killed someone!" I killed someone! I killed someone......"

The piercing voice made Hui Ling wake up, and when she saw that her wife was so delirious, she immediately covered her aching shoulders and stepped forward to hold Yang Jinzhi, "Madam? Madam? Madame, wake up! Madam? ”

Looking around again, Hui Ling panicked, "Madam, there is one less child, and what about another?" ”

Zhao Song hugged his dead daughter, drew the sword next to him, and pointed directly at the child in Yang Jinzhi's arms, his eyes were red, "Is it because of this child that my child will be killed by mistake?" Who the hell is this woman? Why did my daughter die? Why was my son taken away? ”

"It was Miss Mu who saved her wife and child, this is Miss Mu's child, what happened......" Hui Ling didn't know what happened later, so all her hope was on Yang Jinzhi.

Seeing that Zhao Song's sword was about to split, Yang Jinzhi was quickly awakened by the child's cry, "Don't!" Don't kill her, the child is innocent! I have lost two children and can no longer afford to be discredited. Brother Song, spare her! Spare her! ”

"She's got to pay for my daughter's life!" Zhao Song narrowed his cruel eyes, "Put the child down, what I have in my arms is your lost daughter, this is just an outsider, a damn thing!" ”

"If it weren't for Murong, I would have died today." Yang Jinzhi was hysterical, "If it weren't for saving me, Murong and her children wouldn't have ended up like this at all." Brother Song, we have to have a conscience when we are a man, we can't be so ungrateful after taking advantage of others. I know I'm an incompetent mother and my child has just been born ......"

She trembled and hugged the acacia in her arms, trembling to the extreme, "I can't let people hurt my child, my child...... My children are innocent, children are innocent, children are innocent......"

She kept babbling, and there was already some precursor to insanity.

Zhao Song approached step by step, and the sword had already reached Hehuan.

The acacia in his arms didn't understand what was going on at all, but there was an accident, how did he get to such a place when he opened his eyes? As soon as she opened her eyes, someone was going to kill her?

"Don't kill her!" Yang Jinzhi suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Song's sword, and the blood slipped down the blade bit by bit, "She has a butterfly Gu on her!" A sacred relic of the Witch Clan! Butterfly Gu - it's a baby! Murong said, caesarean section will not die, will not die! ”

The three words butterfly Gu made Zhao Song's brain suddenly become extremely fresh.

The child is dead, and even if he kills the child, it will be useless. How can we lose so much if we have already lost so much? How many people in the court are still eyeing the emperor, the emperor's covetousness for butterfly Gu, Zhao Song, as the emperor's closest minister, also knows it. finally got the position of prime minister from the Zhang family, no matter how you say it, you can't lose it anymore.

The moment the sword landed, Zhao Song handed over the dead daughter in his arms to Hui Ling, and then picked Yang Jinzhi up, "What Madam said is very true, since the child is gone, there is no other way." Rather than lose them all, it's better to keep one. ”

"Our son, what should we do with our son?" Yang Jinzhi hugged Hehuan and trembled in timbre, "Son......"

"Isn't your son in your arms?" Zhao Song narrowed his cruel eyes and stared coldly at the child in his arms, "In the future, this is the son of my Zhao family, the son of my Zhao Song." ”

"But this is not a son, this is a female ......" Yang Jinzhi was stunned, "Then what about my son?" Brother Song, the child is lost, what if the child is looking for his mother? ”

Zhao Song stared at the dead body of Murong under the pear tree, and his eyes were as warm as poison.

Chen Ping turned back, "The subordinates are guilty, and they didn't catch up with the little son......"

"This is my Zhao Song's son, what kind of little boy are you looking for?" Zhao Song took a deep breath, "Dispose of this place and send Mrs. and Little Son back." As for Miss, since you have nothing to do with my Zhao family, then go with the wind! ”

Yang Jinzhi never knew that her husband was such a cold and ruthless person.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Jinzhi tugged at Zhao Song's sleeve, "This is your daughter, what you lost is your son, how can you say such a thing?" ”

Looking around, Zhao Song sneered, "This is Madame's own choice, but now you want to blame me?" You chose this child, and I will fulfill you. Since you think that Murong's child is more important than your own child, then raise her in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Prime Minister will train you to give birth to this good son! ”

The next moment, Zhao Song suddenly snatched the child from the arms of the depressed Yang Jin.

Yang Jinzhi was crazy, she cried and shouted and stepped forward but was stopped by Chen Ping.

Hehuan was held in Zhao Song's arms, and before she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she clearly heard the mournful scream of her mother outside the carriage. Yang Jinzhi is crazy, but she is not completely crazy, this is the real pain.

She was implicated because of her husband's court affairs, if it weren't for Murong sacrificing his life to save her, her mother and son would have died a long time ago, how could she still live to this day? She never felt that Murong's child was more important than her own child, but she was holding Murong's child at the time. At that time, the situation couldn't help her think at all, she was weak after giving birth, and her brain was still missing a string, so how could she react in time?

When Maya killed, Yang Jinzhi didn't see it at all, and when she saw it, the child was dead.

So what else could she do?

What else can be done?

She had already panicked, and she didn't know what to do.

It's just that she didn't expect that her husband didn't have a word of comfort. Is there nothing else to do in this world but to kill? If it weren't for the Butterfly Gu, would this child also die?

Murong's body was thrown into the mass grave, and the stone fragment fell from his sleeve.

In the end, it was Yang Jinzhi and Hui Ling who buried Murong's relics under the pear blossom tree, as for the body...... The mass grave has been doused with fire oil, and it is unlikely that they will be buried in peace.

And in order to extinguish the mouth, in order to let the whole world think that Zhao Wuwu is his son, he destroyed the remaining living mouth of the entire village. Then a fire destroyed the village and the courtyard on the other side.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and the blood debt owed will be repaid after all. Blood debts are paid by blood, and murder is paid for life.

A sudden downpour extinguished the fire in the house, but the pear tree never germinated after the fire, and was gradually smoothed out by the wind and rain in the following ten years, and disappeared into the courtyard.

Since then, Yang Jinzhi's spirit has not been good, and his body has become even weaker. After giving birth, she experienced great grief and pain, and her heart was depressed, and she was often sick in bed. She dreamed night and night, dreaming that she had stabbed a knife into Murong's body, and then the gushing blood stained her face. She could still see her daughter's bloody face, and her son, who had disappeared but didn't dare to mention it again.

The son always resents her in his dreams, crying and crying, why don't you want him? Why did you abandon him?

Yang Jin's soul dream is restless, and he is getting thinner and thinner. Every day he lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Jinzhi felt tormented. She felt that if she stayed like this, she might not be able to see a carefree adult.

At the age of seven or eight years old, he should be carefree, but Zhao Wuwu looks young and old. She has a very good memory, and she can read and write better than ordinary people. It's just that this body is bone...... As soon as she thought of her weak body, Yang Jinzhi felt like a knife.

What Zhao Song did in the middle, Yang Jinzhi knew it, but what could she do? The child's life is pinched in Zhao Song's hands, what else does she dare to do? Zhao Song kept Murong's children by his side, which was already extraordinarily favorable.

Zhao Wuwu came to say goodbye, his emaciated face showing a little weakness.

"Mother!" Zhao Wuwu saluted respectfully, dressed in white and won the snow.

Yang Jinzhi was sick in bed, "You get closer, but don't get too close to your mother." Mother's wind and cold have not been cured, don't be sick to you. ”

The people around him all retreated, Huiling and Honggu stayed outside, Zhao Wuwu slowly stepped forward and sat at the end of the bed, "Mother's body is always not good, and Hehuan is very worried." Mother, the imperial doctor in the palace ......"

"Those imperial doctors are also useless." Yang Jinzhi coughed lowly, "Mother's body is not tight, it's just that your body is ......"

"Dad got the medicine from outside the gate, and Hehuan won't get sick again after eating it, and his body will improve slightly, so my mother doesn't have to worry." Zhao Wuwu frowned and looked at her, "It's my mother, it seems to be thin again." ”

Yang Jinzhi sighed lightly, "I told your father, when I feel better, I will go to Yun'an Temple to live, where it will be quieter and suitable for me to recuperate." She paused, and looked at Zhao Wuwu with a little hesitation, "Hehuan, if my mother leaves, you have to be careful by yourself!" ”

Zhao Wuwu got up and saluted, and he didn't stay, "Hehuan understands." ”

"You are a sensible child, but the more sensible you are, the more uncomfortable your mother becomes." Yang Jinzhi choked up, "Some things are not as you see on the surface, your father ......"

"Dad is very good to Hehuan, Hehuan understands in his heart!" Zhao Wuwu said, "Mother rest assured, Hehuan will definitely do her best and try to satisfy your father." ”

When Yang Jinzhi came to his mouth, he swallowed it all his life, "On the ninth day of the first month of every month, you can come to Yun'an Temple to see your mother." Other times, try to ask your father. If not, don't be annoyed and angry, your mother and you are finally a mother and daughter. As long as you think about your mother, your mother will be at ease. ”

Zhao Wuwu frowned and looked at Yang Jinzhi, pondering the meaning of his mother's words, and then nodded heavily, "Yes!" ”

"When I was a child, I still can't remember it?" Yang Jinzhi asked.

Zhao Wuwu shook his head and didn't say anything.

Yang Jinzhi looked at her with a smile, with tears in her eyes, "If you can't think of it, you don't have to think about it, Hehuan, my mother can't protect you for a lifetime, and you still have to go by yourself in the future." Mother only hopes that one day, she can see you happy and happy, not like now. Mother...... No way ......"

"Don't worry!" Zhao Wuwu smiled faintly, "There will be that day." ”

Yang Jinzhi smiled sadly, and he didn't dare to say many words.