Mo Yin made the decision to protect the little prince without authorization, and he was not blamed by Wen Yuan afterwards.

may also make Wen Yuan see it thoroughly and see it through.

His heart was broken to the core, where is there still the majesty and ruthlessness of the former prince?

In order to keep Jiang Ruo, he did everything, but she still didn't want to look back at him, so she resolutely followed Wen Huai.

Torment him, trample on him.

A sincere heart fed the dog.

Jiang Ruo she is not worthy!

He doesn't deserve the hottest love of his whole heart!

Unworthy!

As if sensing his mother's "indifferent" departure, Wen Hao began to cry, and for the first time he shouted such a loud and sonorous cry, no one could coax him.

This cry was depressing, sad, and miserable in the middle of the night.

Mo Yin had never given birth to a child, thinking that the little prince's crying was hungry, so he wanted to feed the little prince milk powder to drink.

As a result, it took a little half a day, and I was stunned that I didn't feed it at all.

"Master Yuan, he doesn't eat it." Mo Yin was helpless.

Wen Yuan's figure was trapped in the sofa, his jet-black hair was sticky with blood, the smell of blood spread in the void, and his face was full of color, very embarrassed.

There was only a cold moonlight outside the window, and he was completely covered by darkness, and he saw no more light, just as he was in the mood now, sinking into the abyss.

Wen Yuan's sitting position is Jiang Ruo's favorite place to sit on weekdays, this place is close to the window, whenever the day, the sun will completely envelop this place, exuding warmth.

When Jiang Ruo is in a good mood, he likes to half-lie here to bask in the sun, like a lazy cat, noble and beautiful, but his actual heart is like a snake and scorpion, more ruthless than anyone else.

Wen Yuan got up, his back was so lonely and depressed, "Get up, I'll feed."

He took Wen Hao from Mo Yin's hand, and looked at his son's cute and soft dumplings, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Wen Yuan leaned over slightly, touching Wen Hao's face, and his gloomy and indifferent peach blossom eyes unconsciously turned into a touch of tenderness, "Don't be like your wolf-hearted and dog-hearted mother."

From now on, he only has Wen Hao.

"Our father and son can also have a good life."

..

Jiang Ruo followed Wen Huai and left.

Wen Yuan took care of Wen Hao day and night, and a week passed in a mess.

He stayed by Wen Hao's shaking bed, tired and fell asleep, *** strong and slender arms outside, the scars on the bulging muscles were vertical and horizontal, deep and shallow, all of which were made by himself through pain, which was distressing.

With too dark gray eyelids, thin, sunken cheeks, and blue stubble on his chin, he looked haggard like he had never been.

Even when he was asleep, Wen Yuan's brows were furrowed.

He wears a peculiar red bracelet around his wrist and a necklace around his neck.

It's all his children.

It was Jiang Ruo's child for him.

She doesn't love, he does.

Until half a month has passed.

Wen Yuan was tired of staying in Myanmar and Vietnam, and he didn't want to reminisce about the bits and pieces with Jiang Ruo in this sad place, so he took Wen Hao back to the imperial capital.

The Wen family was indignant after hearing that Jiang Ruo had run away with Wen Huai and abandoned her husband and children.

One of the most annoying was Wen Yue.

"What's wrong with the second brother? Just so unworthy of her? Is it still aggrieved to make her the crown princess?"

"I got married to my second brother and had children, and I still think about other men, and I don't abide by women's morality."

"Since she doesn't want Wen Hao anymore, don't let her see her in the future, so she shouldn't be her own mother." Wen Yue scolded and scolded, angry for her brother.

"Okay, let's talk a little less." Zhou Xiangning walked over and patted Wen Yue's shoulder, and sighed deeply, "Your second brother doesn't feel good either."

"Since she doesn't like her second brother so much, she shouldn't get pregnant and have a child in the first place." Wen Yue was still unconvinced, resentful, and extremely angry.

Wen Xingzhi was coaxing his little grandson Wen Hao in the baby room, and there were only three people in the living room.

Zhou Xiangning saw Wen Yuan

He looked tired and tired, his face was pale and sickly, and he was extremely haggard.

He was silent for a long time.

"Xiao Yuan, you're also very tired from taking care of Hao Hao these days, listen to your mother's words and go get a good night's sleep." Zhou Xiangning said distressedly, "I'll come to see Hao Hao tonight."

"Hmm." Wen Yuan's voice was sorrowful, and he didn't refuse.

After Jiang Ruo left, he gave all his energy to Wen Hao, and doubled the compensation for the love Jiang Ruo owed, and he was really tired.

Obviously, the child that should be loved by two people, only he, his own father, will never leave him.

"I really don't know what Wen Huai is good about, she's so rare?" Wen Yue whispered and mocked.

..

Just after feeding Wen Hao milk powder, Zhou Xiangning coaxed Wen Hao to sleep while talking to Wen Xingzhi about tonight's events.

"Do you want to chase Ruo Ruo back? I think Xiao Yuan's spirit is very poor, and if he continues like this, his body will not be able to withstand it." Zhou Xiangning revealed his motherly heart, "In the first two years, he was finally willing to go to country D to treat cold poison, but he couldn't toss his body anymore."

"Now Haohao is only Xiao Yuan's father, if Xiao Yuan..." Zhou Xiangning paused, and glanced at Wen Xingzhi's expression, "That Haohao is really pitiful."

Wen Xingzhi was also worried about this, and sighed deeply.

He asked people to find it, and Wen Huai took Jiang Ruo to country Y.

And on the territory of country Y, it is not easy for the Wen family to openly rob people, and even if they go, Empress Anxi will never let Jiang Ruo come back.

After all, Jiang Ruo is her own granddaughter, and they are a family with blood relations.

We'll have to take our time.

If Jiang is unwilling to come back, he may not be able to tie it back even if he is forced.

In the final analysis, the key is to see who Jiang Ruo loves!

Wen Xingzhi: "Let's go, let Xiao Yuan think about it for himself, whether his love is worth it."

The changes in Wenyuan in the past two years have been seen by everyone.

He has really changed a lot for Jiang Ruo.

In the past, he had always been impatient, arrogant and arrogant, but now he is willing to cook, and he is skilled in cooking, and he is willing to serve and take care of Jiang Ruo's mother and son.

Whether he is a husband or a father, he is very competent and qualified, and there is nothing wrong with him.

After falling in love with Jiang Ruo, he no longer touched flowers and grass, and abided by male morality.

But it's a pity that Jiang Ruo turned a blind eye to his goodness.

Going around for twenty or thirty years, generation after generation, the princesses of their Tang family are all ungrateful, ruthless and unrighteous people, one does not want to be responsible than the other!

..

Wen Yuan couldn't sleep at all, and in recent days, insomnia has been increasing every day.

After coaxing Wen Hao to sleep, Zhou Xiangning saw that the light in Wen Yuan's room was still on, so he pushed the door in uneasily.

As soon as she entered, she smelled the strong smell of wine.

I saw that on the table, the large and small wine bottles were empty.

Wen Yuan is borrowing wine to drown his sorrows.

Zhou Xiangning walked over softly.

Wen Yuan should have been half drunk, and judged by the woman's familiar footsteps.

He suddenly asked, "Mom, am I bad?"

Zhou Xiangning reached out and put his arm around Wen Yuan's shoulder and comforted him: "You are my son, how can you be bad?"

"But why doesn't Xiao Ruo'er love me?"

Abandon your husband and children!

She ran away with Wen Huai, and she didn't want him anymore.

Wen Yuan inexplicably felt a headache.

He was attacked in the head by Wen Huai several times before, which made him a little concussive.