And I heard them say that Hua Rongyue is more beautiful than a woman, and it was given to the seventh princess by the third princess, and it is more pleasing than those men in the seventh princess's mansion.

For a new man in the house, Liyou is not interested.

He just tried to struggle on the bed, but the injuries all over his body, let alone moving, even if he didn't move, his face turned pale from the pain.

And as if he didn't feel pain, he struggled with a pale and expressionless face to sit up.

Xiao Sheng saw his action and hurriedly stepped forward: "Childe, is it painful?" Yuxi Gongzi said that you should lie down on the bed to recuperate, and it is best not to move for a few days...."

Liyou shook his head: "I'm fine, help me sit up." ”

In other words, Xiao Sheng must have listened to him very much, but now it is different, there is no place on his son-in-law that is good.

Not to mention the back, the scars on the back are all over the field, and the blood has just stopped, where can it withstand his toss like this.

His anxious eyes were about to turn red: "Childe, you tell me what you have to do, don't toss yourself anymore!" ”

Liyou looked at him, his dark eyes couldn't see joy or anger, and he was calm like a pool of stagnant water: "I want to go and stand at the door for a while." ”

Xiao Sheng was shocked when he heard this: "Childe, you just woke up, Childe Yuxi said, don't say stand, you can't even sit ......"

"It's raining."

The three words of calm and hoarse seem to contain too many things.

Xiao Sheng suddenly stopped talking.

I saw him bent over and knelt on the ground: "Then I'll carry my son to the door." ”

Li You glanced at Xiao Sheng's back, and he was no better than his own.

He doesn't remember very well how many years Xiao Sheng has followed him.

I only know that Xiao Sheng is very good to him, and he is the best person to him since he was born, except for his mother.

Xiao Sheng has difficulty moving, plus he has injuries on his body, and he also carries a person on his back who makes him dare not even walk fast.

Obviously it was only a few steps away, Xiao Sheng didn't know how long he walked, and finally walked to the door, he didn't know whether he was tired or hurt, and he was sweating profusely.

He slowly lowered Liyou from his back, and the moment the door opened, a cold wind hit his face.

Lightning and thunder, storms and rains.

Obviously, people are standing in the house, and there are eaves, but the merciless raindrops are still carried in a lot by the wind.

Soon, one of Xiao Sheng's faces was wet by the heavy rain that swept in.

Childe's injury couldn't see the water, Xiao Sheng saw Liyou standing at the door, his thin and weak body blown by the wind shook back hard, he quickly reached out to hold it, blocking the front of Liyou, and blocking the pouring rain for him.

Liyou's face is as if he is dead, and there is no vitality at all.

He looked at the moon that hung high in the sky.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the only memory he has is-

When he was very young, at that time, the sky was also so dark, it was raining heavily, the wind was blowing, and the moon was still hanging high in the sky, noble and gloomy, so that people could not feel the slightest temperature.

He should be a graceful and noble queen mother, but he is not even as good as the lowliest minion.

His queen mother, humbly kneeling on the ground, begged his high father and emperor not to send her son to Jokhang.

The man in the high position who looked down on all beings had a cold and cold face.

He was not moved in the slightest by his wife's humble-to-be-made plea, but instead kicked her in the chest cruelly, without any regard for the slightest trace of his old feelings.

He loudly rebuked her for her kindness as a woman, as a country, she doesn't know how to think about the overall situation!

The queen mother retorted to him hoarsely, she had nothing left, only a son like him. Why should even her only son be snatched from her?

He has countless princes, why did he choose her alone!

Is it just because, is he the son born to her and the emperor? Does it seem that they are more sincere in leaving the country?

Nope-

Just because, he is the son of her Murong twins!

He's just going to make her miserable! It's better to live than to die!

Looking at the moon in the sky, the moon is cold and bright, and everything around is illuminated by it.

But it's bright, and there's no temperature at all.

On the contrary, it makes people feel cold, and that kind of coldness goes straight from the flesh to the bones.

The cold makes people shiver all over the body, and even breathing is difficult at this moment.

Three years ago, the swaggering girl stomped his face on the ground and looked down at him domineeringly: "Little, tell you something. Your mother, who is far away from the country, is dead. I heard that the death was quite miserable, the whole body was full of skin and no flesh, and the weight was not as heavy as a normal six or seven-year-old child. ”

At that moment—

The only insistence in his heart completely collapsed.

At that time, too, like tonight, it was dark and it was raining heavily.

There was a strong wind, and a cold moon hung above the sky.

Sensing that something was wrong with the person behind him, Xiao Sheng hurriedly closed the door to put an end to all the wind and rain outside.

"Childe, your body can't stand for a long time, let me carry you back to the bed and lie down."

Liyou didn't speak again, but the whole person was stunned.

Like a puppet with a broken string, let Xiao Sheng carry him back to the bed.

Xiao Sheng covered the quilt for him, and couldn't bear to look at his face as white as a broken doll.

He turned his face away and silently wiped away his tears.

He didn't know what happened to Childe before he left the country, and Childe never told him, he only knew that Childe was not doing well when he left the country.

But after coming to Dazhao, it was undoubtedly not just jumping out of one fire pit and jumping into another fire pit.

Childe should be an immortal who lives in the sky and is not stained with mortal dust, Xiao Sheng doesn't understand why God would make his son's life so bitter and have so many twists and turns.

After such a toss, the wound on Liyou's body, which had finally stopped bleeding, opened a lot.

Xiao Sheng planned to go out to get a basin of hot water to wipe the wounds on his son-in-law's body.

Who knew that he had just opened the door, and there was a familiar face with a gloomy face standing at the door.

He was startled, and subconsciously closed the door quickly.

However, he was already thin and weak, and he still had injuries on his body, how could he be an opponent for someone who came.

I saw that the man standing at the door kicked Xiao Sheng's chest very unceremoniously, and directly kicked him to the ground.

"Bai Nanzhi, what do you want to do!"