The long knotted hair obscured the man's view, and his beard was messed up on his face, making it impossible to see his appearance.

However, Concubine Yan could recognize at a glance that the person in front of her was Wan Yan Lei, her son, and her son was not dead!

She couldn't believe her eyes.

The son did not die, did not die.

Tears flowed out.

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, her nose couldn't breathe, the hot tears in her eyes kept pouring out, and she opened her mouth so that she couldn't say a word.

"You ......" The sloppy man seemed to sense that something was wrong, and lazily raised his head, and when he saw her, he was stunned for a moment.

"Mother?"

"Is it the concubine?"

Wan Yan asked cautiously, for fear that the sound would be too loud and wake him up from his dream.

The mother's face was also engraved, just like herself, a prisoner word.

It's definitely a dream.

How could the concubine be engraved?

She is her father's favorite concubine, her father is not dead, how can Wan Yanxu dare to engrave her mother's concubine?

After mentioning Yan Xu, I regretted that I didn't kill him earlier.

I fell into his trap, and one pass was more than half a year.

If he hadn't looked forward to the day when his mother would come to rescue him, he would have been unable to survive a long time ago.

When the queen mother rescued him, he would definitely trample Wan Yanxu under his feet, and burn all the people of the savage tribe to ashes, and there would not be even a few bones left.

Then he castrated Yan Xu, tied a chain around his neck, and made him crawl on the ground like a dog.

and to dig up the grave of his mother, and pull her out of the coffin, and break her bones and scatter ashes.

Wan Yan Lei gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for the belief in revenge supporting him, if he hadn't looked forward to his mother concubine to save him, he would have been tortured to death by the people of the savage tribe.

Mother?

The more the person in front of him looked, the more he looked like a concubine.

How she cried, crying almost out of breath.

This...... Is it a dream?

Suddenly.

"Son, son, my son......"

The mother in the dream spoke.

Wan Yan was in a trance for a while, and his eyes were dizzy.

"Son, I'm my mother, I'm my mother, woo woo."

Finally, the dizzy Wanyan Lei's eyes widened as if he had been struck by lightning, looking at the mother concubine who was crying with tears and snot.

It's not a dream, it's real, it's true.

His mother concubine was really in front of him, and his mother's face was really engraved with the same prison character as himself, and their mother and son actually met in such a way in the center of the savage tribe.

This was a far cry from the way he had envisioned meeting, and he was looking forward to the day when his mother would come to his rescue and to take revenge.

But.

Mother, what's wrong?

What about the noble palace clothes? What about the gold and silver beads all over his body? Also, what about my father?

Wan Yan Lei's eyes were confused, the light in his eyes gradually extinguished, he looked at his mother concubine, and did not dare to respond for a long time.

As if as long as there is no response, there is still a glimmer of hope, hoping that this is a dream, this is definitely a dream.

"Son, woo woo, why don't you speak, I'm a mother, a mother, woo woo, Wan Yanxu, this one who kills a thousand knives, did he poison you dumb? Son, can't you speak? Woo woo, do you still recognize your mother? My son......"

Concubine Yan dragged a long tune, and her cry was blown far away by the wind.

The grass on the grassland has long been yellowed, and the herdsmen are busy setting up tents and pens, and the newly-born lambs in the flock are driven back to the ewes by the shepherd dogs, bleating with their white little faces.

The wind brings the fragrance of the grass after harvesting, and someone is boiling tea with dried cow dung, everything is so fresh.

Wan Yanxu retracted his gaze and coldly glanced at the mother and son at his feet.

I have imagined many times of revenge, but when this day really comes, my heart is very calm.

Even the pleasure of crushing them was much duller.

Luo Yi lifted his foot and let go of Concubine Yan.

Concubine Yan suddenly got up and pounced on Wan Yan Lei, who was already dumbfounded.

It wasn't until her hand touched Wan Yan Lei's face that Wan Yan Lei seemed to come to her senses, grabbed Yan Fei's hand, and pinched herself fiercely after thinking about it.

The severe pain made him stunned for a moment, and he glanced at the mother concubine who was close at hand, and with a wow, Wan Yan finally cried.

This cry is like a flood, a vast soup, no matter how you stop it.

Concubine Yan also cried, crying and kept asking, "Son, you are not dead, what's wrong with you?" Why is it here? What's going on? Woooooooo ”

Wow.

Wow!

Wan Yanlei's cry was earth-shattering, and the cry of despair was his last madness.

From the moment he realized that this was not a dream, he finally realized that he was really finished, and there was no hope of turning over.

Those revenge fragments that supported him to survive turned out to be just his own imagination, Wan Yanxu is such a decisive person, how could he let him resurge?

Yes!

Yes!

He roared and cried wildly.

Concubine Yan was also crying, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken.

If she had known that her son was not dead, she might have thought of something else.

Now it's useless to say anything, Wan Yanxu is a wolf cub, and before their mother and son can react, he stretches out his claws, shows his fangs, and breaks their mother and son, and there is no possibility of turning over.

This wolf cub, why didn't he kill him first, regret it, regret breaking his intestines.

"Just cry for a while, this king doesn't have so much time to reminisce about the old days, what's the matter? It seems that the mother and son are full of grievances in their hearts? Hehe, that's it if there is a grievance. Come. ”

"Yes."

"Drag them to the queen's throne."

"Yes."

Two people came over, and without saying a word, they dragged up the crying mother and son, and walked forward behind the prince.

In front of a glorious palace, which was specially built by Wan Yanxu for the queen mother, it was full of things that the queen mother had used since she was a child, as well as the tablet of the queen mother.

Since he was a child, he knew the queen mother's wishes, the queen wanted to go home, she didn't want to be a queen at all, she missed her hometown, and missed the days of riding a horse on the grassland.

Now, he has built a palace for his mother here, and if there is still a wisp of the queen's soul in this world, he hopes that when that soul returns, it will not be without a fixed home.

The subordinates threw Concubine Yan and Wan Yan Lei, and Concubine Yan crawled to Wan Yan Lei's side, with tears in her eyes, reluctant to take her eyes off.

Maybe this is the last time for mother and son to be together, and it is impossible for Wanyanxu's little wolf cub to let them go.

After Yan Xu stood still for a moment, he turned around and stared at the lifeless Wan Yan Lei.

"I have imagined many times how your mother and son died at my hands......

He chuckled.

"I didn't expect that when this day came, I wouldn't be so resentful. You should be glad that you have finished Yan Lei, my original plan was to clean your blood, scrape off the flesh and skin, and put you in the snake's nest, so that poisonous insects can slowly devour your blood and flesh and bones. ”

Wan Yan Lei shivered.

Look at him in fear.

"But I don't know why, standing in front of my mother's spirit palace, I don't want to do those bloodthirsty things. What a kind person my mother is, she is not willing to crush even an ant to death, how can I let her see this? ”

His mood was low, like a child who had accepted his mother's criticism, standing there obediently, listening to the admonition.

Concubine Yan and Wan Yan glanced at each other.

What does it mean to say these words?

Don't kill them anymore?

No...... Impossible, right?

After a while, Wan Yanxu raised his head, his eyes were deep, and no one could see what he was thinking.

He waved his hand and said to Luo Yi, "Drag the two of them down, let Concubine Yan personally watch Yan Lei cut off her head, and then take Concubine Yan back to the cold palace, just set a fire in the cold palace and burn it to death." ”

Concubine Yan burned the queen to death back then, and now she is burned to death by the queen's son, she is not wronged.

After speaking, he no longer looked at Wan Yan Lei, who was paralyzed into mud, and no longer paid attention to Concubine Yan's pleading, insulting and crying loudly.

After Yan Xu took a big stride, jumped on the horse with a leap, flicked the whip, and ran towards the depths of the grassland.