The morning sun covers the earth warmly, reflecting the dew drops on the grass and reflecting a dazzling dazzling light. Huo Yan followed the attendant who led the way with light and free steps, and walked all the way to the solemn "Flying Heaven Palace".

If he remembered correctly, Huo Yan was the king of the Fire Mantis clan who brought them here a few days ago, the one who claimed to be his biological father.

When he entered the palace this time, he keenly noticed that all parts of the palace were different from the past. Not to mention that there are nearly twice as many guards who come and go, even those palace people who used to have high eyes are now bowing their heads and doing things silently.

Standing in front of the door of the Flying Heaven Hall and waiting for the attendants to enter and report, Huo Yan kicked the pebbles embedded in the ground with his feet in boredom, thinking that he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

It's just that to his surprise, not long after the attendant entered, a tall and burly figure appeared in front of him in a hurry. It was the attendant who had just entered to report after him, and he didn't expect the king to come out to greet him in person.

When Huo Yan saw the haggard face with a little excitement on his face, Huo Yan was obviously stunned for a moment. Then I remembered to step forward and salute, but unexpectedly, my bowing body was supported by a pair of strong arms in time, and the man sounded in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yan'er doesn't need to be polite, you come with me..."

So the fire war waved away all the attendants, and one of them, with his son, who was still a little unresponsive, walked briskly to a place that haunted him in the past.

Under the hint of the fire battle, the palace people encountered along the way all bowed their heads and avoided the side, and the two walked for a long time, and they came to a delicate and elegant small palace.

Seeing the fire battle and walking towards the palace, the fire flame immediately followed by a red plaque on a black background hanging above the palace, on which were the words "Ziyun Palace" of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

The palace doesn't look very spacious, but the design of the four places is quite ingenious, and it is obvious that it must have been carefully arranged in the first place.

Following behind Huo Zhan, looking at his obviously quickened pace, Huo Yan was not without a little wonder in his heart. This palace looks exquisitely arranged, but the strange thing is that I didn't meet a few palace people along the way, and I don't know who lives inside?

He walked until he reached the door of the inner hall, and heard the conversation faintly coming from inside, and the pace of Huo Zhan's hurried support for the door frame to step into the door slowed down. Seeing that he was a little stunned and listened to the words inside, Huo Yan couldn't help but stop and waited quietly aside.

At this time, an obviously old voice came from the room, and she said, "Niangniang, don't think too much about it......

"Isn't that Yan Concubine locked up by the king?"

"Even the original palace people in this palace who looked down on people were all sent out. ”

"The king still thinks about you all the time..."

"You have to take care of your body quickly so that you can give birth to a healthy heir for the king......"

Huoyan's heart was beating wildly, what was in this room was ......

At this time, they heard a gentle and demure voice whispering, revealing infinite misery from the low words, "But what is the use of being locked up......

"Is it true that if they are all locked up, my wretched child will come back?"

"I told him so many times that our baby didn't die, they lost it... Why wouldn't he want to believe me?"

"If he was willing to believe me once and sent someone to track him down, how is it that my miserable child still doesn't know where he is?

"I don't have the life to wait until he calls me mother..."

Her voice gradually died out in the sorrowful weeping, and the despair revealed by that voice was so lonely, helpless, sad and desolate.

Huo Zhan's hand on the door frame gripped very hard, and the pale protruding knuckles revealed the excitement and sadness in his heart.

yes, why didn't I want to believe her once in the first place? Believe that she is not delirious because of the miscarriage, believe that she was really killed by an adulterer, and believe that her child was snatched away by bad people?

Think about the weak wife who has to endure the pain of losing her child and the distrust of her lover on the other, how helpless and desperate she was at that time?

It's no wonder that her body is declining rapidly, and so many doctors have been invited to come over and say that they are just waiting for the next day. Even if he searched for precious elixir by himself, he would barely maintain his current dilapidated body. In fact, she is incurable with medicine and heart disease!

The iron-blooded man couldn't resist the guilt and pain rolling in his heart, and he couldn't control the tears anymore.

Two hands reached out to the side, comforting his trembling body. With a calm face and an equally excited heart, Huo Yan nodded to his father, and then half-helped and half-pulled him into the door of this inner hall.

In front of you is a simple but warm bedroom. A crib in front of the window, as well as the small objects and toys placed around, it is not difficult to see how many days and nights she has invested in the bits and pieces prepared by a loving and gentle mother for the upcoming child...

On the only step bed in the room lay a woman who looked to be in her forties. She breathed weakly, her eyes closed, and tears kept dripping from her eyes. With her pale and haggard face and emaciated and protruding joints, it is not difficult to see that her body is in tatters, lingering on the sickbed for a long time.

Next to the bed stood an elderly woman, her face overflowing with sadness and worry. Seeing the fire war father and son come in, she was in ecstasy at first. I was about to say something out loud, but I was stopped by the fire battle in time with his eyes.

Looking at the woman lying on the bed, Huo Yan finally couldn't control the excitement in his heart and rushed over, knelt down in front of the bed, grabbed her skinny hands and cried bitterly, "Mother, it's the child who is not filial, and he came back late!"

"The child has finally found you..."

Hearing this, the eyes of the old woman standing next to her widened, and she turned her head to look at the king with an excited face in surprise. Seeing the king nodding at her in confirmation, she covered her mouth with tears on her face, and prevented her uncontrollable whimper from noisy to the mother and son beside the bed.

At the same moment, the woman's closed eyes opened, and she turned her head in disbelief to meet the tearful eyes of the young man kneeling before her.

The nature of mother and son allowed them to confirm each other's identities in an instant, and the woman trembled and touched the incomparably familiar eyebrows and eyes of the young man in front of her, and tears poured out of her eyes.

She turned her head to find her husband's figure, and whispered to him as if sad and happy, "Child... This is us, my lord... Child!"

"Look, our child really isn't dead..."

"I really didn't lie to you..."

"My child..."

"My Miserable Child......"

She finally got up uncontrollably, hugged her lost child, and cried.

(To be continued)

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