Entering the gate, Lan Linglong led them directly to the inner room, and the maids served a few exquisite snacks, but everyone seemed to have no appetite. Murong Qi found a corner and sat dumbfounded, silent. Lan Lingdang glanced at her son worriedly, since the incident, this child seems to have changed as a person, from a happy and lively sunny boy to a lifeless stuffy gourd. She sighed secretly, and took the sleeping baby from the nurse's hand, this is the first child of Lan Lingli and her husband, just full moon, not even a name, just fed at the moment, and fell asleep quietly.

Lan Bell held the baby and shook it gently. Lan Lingli also leaned over, gently touched the baby's little face with her fingers, and praised: "It's so beautiful, I don't know how many girls I will die when I grow up." ”

If he wants to put it aside, Lan Ling will definitely make a few jokes, and now he is not in the mood for this. In this incident, the men of the Lan family all raised their eyebrows and soared into the sky, but the three women of the Lan family, because they were all involved with the men of the Murong family, everyone had a lot of worries and frowned.

Lan Lingling asked the third sister if she wanted to hug the baby, although Lan Lingli wanted to hug it, but she had never hugged it, and she didn't dare to take over the burden, so Lan Lingling returned the baby to the nurse.

Lan Linglong said to the nurse: "Take it in, our sisters will talk about it." ”

The nurse answered, hugged the baby and walked away.

Only then did everyone dare to let go of their voices, and Lan Lingdang asked, "Brother-in-law has no news yet?" ”

Lan Linglong shook her head, and her tone was miserable: "I had a nightmare last night, I dreamed that Dao Yun was covered in blood, and he stretched out his hand to me, and he was still screaming in his mouth, and I didn't know what he was going to say. ”

Lan Lingli persuaded: "It's useless for you to be in a hurry. It was his luck that his brother-in-law did not return to Dragon City with his father. Think about it, if you had come back at that time, maybe you would have been a guillotine on the mountain by now, then you would have no hope at all. ”

Lan Ling continued: "Yes, it's good that you can still hope for a miracle to happen." Like me, my father left us orphans and widows, and I have no hope at all. "Murong Qi's nickname is a good horse, but he is quite commensurate, he likes to run and jump since he was a child, lively and cute, no less than a pony on the grassland, but that is already in the past, now he seems to have grown up overnight, silent, he can't say a few words a day, and when he came to the palace today, he still came to the palace with his mother's death.