Chapter 763: Puppet

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Most of Wumeng's injuries are external injuries, although they are not fatal, but they hurt their muscles and bones, and they have to be recuperated for a few months.

And after many wounds heal, I am afraid that there will be scars.

After returning to King Yu's Mansion, King Lintian sat in Wumeng's house for most of the hour, sitting on the brocade pestle next to the bed, his face sinking like water.

Hua Chongsheng stood aside, and also felt that his mood was heavy, Wu Meng was only fourteen years old.

Fourteen years old, in modern times, it is still a child who is held in the palm of his parents' hands, and even in ancient times, he is still a girl who has not yet reached the end of his life.

And Wumeng has experienced how many things she shouldn't have undertaken.

At the age of seven, she saw her mother hang herself, she was a princess in the palace, but the palace maid was covered in blood.

King's Landing remembered the scene when he saw her that year, his face was swollen purple and red, his body was whipped open by the leather whip, and he was lying alone under the hanger of the Huanyi Bureau.

The winter wind was bitterly cold, blowing her whole body cold, as if she had just been taken out of the ice cellar, and she was frozen in her arms.

King's Landing's face became more and more ugly, and it was more of self-blame.

Hua Chongsheng walked over and hugged his head: "Don't worry too much, Mengmeng will be fine." โ€

"When I rescued her that year, she was almost out of breath, and it took her more than half a year to let her recover, because I was afraid that she would be bullied again, I asked Aunt Yun to teach her martial arts and make her stronger, but I still ignored it, she is just a sister who needs to be cared for."

"Even if she becomes the number one killer, she is still the same delicate sister as she was back then, and she is not a steel and iron backbone."

King's voice was low, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was painful.

"Every day, you didn't do anything wrong, you taught her to practice martial arts is good for her, at least you didn't raise her to be as pampered and arrogant as Duan Scarlet, how cute Mengmeng is now."

Hua Chongsheng patted him gently on the back to prevent him from blaming himself any more.

"She had a great resistance to the pain before, so she stopped her mind at the age of seven, before her mother hanged herself, this time, there was such an encounter, I was afraid that she couldn't stand it."

"No, it's not the first time Mengmeng has been injured, in fact, I've been thinking about whether to help Mengmeng recover her mind, she can't escape in the world of a seven-year-old child like this, it's not a permanent way after all." Hua Chongsheng crouched down and looked at Wumeng who was unconscious.

Although Wumeng's mind stopped, she would show another side every time she killed an enemy, which was actually just her self-isolation, and she should be able to heal it with hypnosis.

But she didn't know whether it was good or hurtful to cure her.

King's Landing was a little surprised by the words of the flower's rebirth, but then he also fell into a tangled contemplation.

Finally, he sighed: "Let's wait until she wakes up." โ€

The two came back from the Wumeng room and went to the weeping willow pavilion where Jun Tiange lived, which was warm in winter and cool in summer, and it was the place where Lintianyuan was rebuilt.

Jun Tiange had just woken up, and when he saw his father and mother coming in together, he grinned and shouted, "Daddy, mother." โ€

King's Landing walked over and took him from the nurse's hand: "It's grown a lot these days, and it's heavy. โ€

Then he put him on the couch and looked at him with some seriousness: "Tiange, Dad knows that you are more sensible than your peers, let me ask you, do you want this country very much?" โ€

Jun Tiange frowned slightly, looking like a little old man.

Hua Chongsheng stretched out his hand and pinched his fleshy face: "If you want it, just say it, if you throw it into my stomach, your father and I will treat you as a son, and we will naturally satisfy what you want." โ€

Hua Chongsheng pinched it for a while, put down his hand, and Jun Tiange said crisply: "It doesn't matter if you want this country or not, it's just that we can't hand over the military power." โ€

Jun Tiange's voice was immature, soft and glutinous, and it sounded extremely pleasant, but what he said was scheming.

It's really too much of a sense of disobedience.

"If the military power is not handed over, then the emperor will definitely not give up like this, he is willing to be a puppet of the law, and he will take away your father's military power."

Hua Chongsheng was half lying on the couch, thinking that in the letter written to him by the Queen Mother, he had already told him that King's Landing was not a royal bloodline.

The reason why he took the evidence and didn't expose it now was because he was afraid that if it was exposed, King's Landing would simply not do anything and directly usurp the throne.

"What does Daddy think?" Jun Tiange asked with a pout.

King Lintian glanced at him: "You can not want the country, but you must get rid of it first, if you want the country, then even the imperial brother will deal with it." โ€

He said it lightly, as if to say that there was a nasty mosquito flying in front of his eyes, whether to shoot him away or shoot him to death.

"I want to, but I'm too young now." Jun Tiange was a little helpless.

He can only go from wow to the ground, and slowly grow up to be able to handle affairs, even if he grows up to two or three years old and can do things independently, he can't be strong enough to protect himself.

It is also difficult to resist the natural laws of growth in this world.

Hua Chongsheng sat up and flicked his sleeves: "This is easy to do, doesn't Jun Xiangqian like to be a puppet, let's let him do it for a few more years." โ€

Jun Tiange's eyes flashed like jewels, and he said with some concern: "I'm just afraid that raising tigers will be a problem." โ€

"You don't have to worry about that." King's Landing touched his head, his eyes were cold: "He can't make any waves." โ€

Hua Chongsheng suddenly remembered that Jiang Shiya had already planned not to pretend.

He lowered his head and said to Jun Tiange: "The Young Master Token of the Falling Heaven Pavilion, you may have to hand it over in the next two days." โ€

Jun Tiange sighed lightly, a little pity: "The young master token is very easy to use, and I am really reluctant to hand it over." โ€

Hua Chongsheng glared at him: "You chew peonies like this, God will not be able to see the tyrannical things." โ€

Jun Tiange took the young master token, except for checking Han Che's identity once, and searching Song Yi and Wumeng once, everything else he did was something unserious.

If you want to eat the meatballs of the lily hall, call the messenger of the Falling Heaven Pavilion to go.

If you want to see the lanterns, let the messenger of the Falling Sky Pavilion go.

Even if you go to the lotus pond water pavilion to pick a lotus canopy, you have to summon the messenger of the Falling Heaven Pavilion!

It's just a knife for killing chickens, a waste of manpower and financial resources.

Hua Chongsheng said him twice, and his reason was very reasonable: "If you spend so much money to raise it, you can't be idle, and this token must be returned, so you have to hurry up and make more efforts." โ€

Hua Chongsheng is also a believer who has a cheap advantage and does not take advantage of the king's eight ways, but compared to her son, she suddenly has a feeling that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

"Mother, has Aunt Shiya decided to resurrect with blue and blood?" Jun Tiange smiled disappreliantly.

The flower regenerates the jaw head.

Jun Tiange felt a little regretful: "Letting go of Uncle Young Master so quickly, it's too cheap for him, at least you have to make him crazy." โ€

"Huh...... If the wind found out that he had lost one of the most important things, he would probably be crazy if he was not crazy. "Reading, a better reading experience.