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"Prince Thirteen! Stop the thirteen princes quickly... " The servant girl on the right side, seeing her little master beating the city gate, cried out in a hurry.

At this moment, the guard, who had come back to his senses after he knew it, hurriedly came forward and picked up the ink brocade Chi with bare feet.

"Let the Prince down! Let the Prince down quickly... " Mo Jin Xi struggles hard to get rid of his shackles, but he exerts all his strength and can't shake him.

"What's the matter?" When the guard handed him back to the right servant girl, he asked cautiously.

The maid on the right side had a bitter face: "I don't know very well. Before, the thirteen princes were still well, but just now I suddenly rushed out of my bedroom and ran to this side with all my life, as if I wanted to catch something!"

As for what he wanted to catch, they didn't really see it.

The guard smell speech, Mou Guang scan one eye, Mo Jin Xi is stone cut bleeding feet: "Thirteen Prince feet hurt, or first hold back, let the doctor see it!"

Two servant girls smell speech, busy looking to own small master's feet, at this moment just suddenly found, don't know when, own small master's feet, already covered with blood stains.

A heart is startled, dare not have a moment to hesitate, turn round, then toward the direction of Qing Yuan Temple to rush.

"Let the Prince down, let the Prince down quickly..." Ink brocade Chi again struggle, a pair of black revealed anxious eyes, staring at the closed gate.

He wanted to find her back, to look at her sweet smile, to continue to listen to her chattering words

But no matter how he struggled or how he yelled, he couldn't get rid of the bondage of the servant girl, couldn't go through the heavy gate and chase her.

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"let me go Let me go... " Small sincerely son effort of struggle, but she how all can't bump open, that wrap oneself of Fu array, can helplessly burst out crying.

Xiao Mo Xin looks at the wretched little man crying in the Fu formation. He is so worried that he quickly withdraws the Fu formation.

Suddenly restore freedom, small sincerely son want to all don't want to, pull a leg then want to leave.

"Jin'er! Don't run! Come to erniang! " Xiao Mo Xin makes a sound in a hurry and calls her to prepare to leave.

Suddenly hearing the familiar voice, Xiao jin'er leaves with an obvious step. Looking back, he sees two faces thinking day and night.

"Ah Ma! "Er Niang!" Small sincerely son pupil Ren ascends when a bright, next second, surprise extremely of toward them pounce.

"Be careful..."

"Ah

Xiao Mo Xin reminds voice not to fall, the body of small sincerely son already passed through them, accompany with a startle to cry, heavily fall with the ground.

"Oh ~ ~ pain ~ ~" small Jin son pitifully lie on the ground, for a long time did not climb up.

Xiao Mo Xin and Wei Chi Ming squat down beside her and look at her wronged appearance. They are funny and distressed for a moment.

"You're in a special situation. You can't be reckless, you know?" Xiao moxin reached out and tried to touch her cheek, but she couldn't touch her skin and her temperature.

"I see!" Small sincerely son grand but should voice, the mood is low of climb up from the ground: "sum Niang! Will I always be like this? Can't be coquettish with you any more, can't let you embrace any more? "

"Fool! Of course not Xiao Mo Xin said with a smile: "ma'e Niang came here to take you home. After you go home, you will become the same as before!"

"Really?" Small sincerely son dim Mou light, again dye bright light: "after going home, I can act coquetry with Ma e Niang?"? Can let a Ma e Niang embrace? Can I eat food that I don't have to cook? You can... "

"Yes! You can do it all! " Hearing her incessant inquiry, Xiao moxin's heart crossed a warm current, as if back to the simple and happy time.

Wei Chi Ming looks at the mother and daughter, who are big and small. He has an impulse to hold them in his arms, but he knows clearly that he can't do it at the moment.

Now the most important thing is to return to the northern Shang Dynasty with jin'er's soul.

"All right! If you have any questions, go back to the inn. This is not the place to talk! " Weichi Ming voice, interrupt small Jin son still tireless inquiry.

Xiao moxin nodded, knowing that they are now in the palace. If they are careless, they may disturb the guards in the city wall.

Hearing that they are going to take themselves away, Xiao jin'er suddenly silences, subconsciously looks back and looks at the high wall.

"Er Niang! Can I go and say goodbye to Jinxi? " For a moment, the small sincerely son draws back the vision, the full eye hopes Yi of looking at own sum Niang.

"Jinxi?" Xiao Mo Xin chews these two words lightly, is not very sure to ask: "ghost?"

"No!" Xiao jin'er shakes his head: "he is a man, the thirteen princes!"

"Can he see you?" It's hard for Xiao Mo Xin to pass a little surprise. It's impossible for ordinary human beings to see the existence of ghosts and spirits.

Xiao jin'er nodded heavily: "he can not only see me, but also play with me and talk with me. He ordered people to prepare delicious food for me. Just to save me, he chased me all the time..."Xiao Mo Xin smell speech, subconsciously looked at the eye Wei Chi Ming.

Wei Chi Ming's eyes, crossed a touch, as if thoughtful.

“…… Jinxi is the best person I've ever seen Xiao jin'er wants to praise him as a good flower, but tragically finds that his vocabulary is too poor; he can only go back to the second and emphasize praise.

"Go if you want! Ma'e Niang is waiting for you here, but I can't go too long! " Xiao Mo Xin finally does not want to let her return with disappointment, let go.

Small Jin son eyebrow eye a bend: "the sum Niang is best!"

"What's wrong with Emma? Well Wei Chi Ming's eyebrows were slightly raised. In his deep and pleasant voice, there was a faint smile.

"Good! Good! Good! So is Amar Small sincerely son is not stingy to praise oneself Amar; next second, turn body, toward thick wall fly.

Wei Chi Ming raises his arm, encircles Xiao Mo Xin's fragrant shoulder, and sees Xiao jin'er disappear in his sight. Although he is not as worried as before, he has a strange feeling in his heart.

But for another time, it's not clear where this strange feeling comes from?

"Wei Chi Ming..."

"Well?"

"What do you mean, master, that everything is doomed?" Xiao Mo Xin looks sideways at Wei Chi Ming.

But I can't help but flash across a little boy named Jinxi.

Is it that what master said is predestined, which refers to the fate between Jiner and Jinxi?

Can such a small child really talk about fate?

Or are there other reasons?

Wei Chi Ming slowly withdrew his eyes from the heavy wall: "let it be!"

“……” Xiao Mo Xin is silent.

Now, it seems that there is really no other way.

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