Chapter 1208

Just outside, Leng junao already got the news. His smart son abandoned the city and fled with his sister.

In private, he should really praise his son, be flexible and pay attention to family affection.

Leng junao handed the bowl of goat's milk to Zhao Wanxi, and his eyes fell back on a boy again. The eagle's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "as the prince of Nanlin country, you abandoned the city and fled, do you know the crime? If one day you become a monarch and your country is in dire straits, won't you also abandon your country and run away? "

His words are harsh, and his aggressive sight makes Leng Yulin's eyes twinkle. He slightly avoids the man's eyes.

However, it was just a few seconds' pause, and the little guy quickly reflected that his eyes were no longer dodging. He looked directly at his father's cold eyes, and said: "if you keep the Castle Peak, you are not afraid of no firewood! If I don't sneak out with tong'er, I can't be the hostage of Xiqi. Isn't it more troublesome for my father? "

The little guy is not willing to show weakness, and his words are reasonable. It really makes men speechless for a while!

Leng junao's face was strained, and the atmosphere of father son confrontation fell into an awkward deadlock. But at this time, a weak voice came from the man's leg: "father, tong'er wants his mother. Didn't father say that he would bring his brother and mother back this time?"

Little brother Huang is back, but what about her mother?

Leng Zitong looks up at her father with big eyes: "tong'er listens to his father and stays obediently in the palace waiting for his mother and brother to come back..."

The little girl's tender and childish voice, obediently and softly, could not help but tremble when she heard Zhao Wanxi, and she felt sorry for such a young and sensible child.

She stealthily glances at the man again, only to see that Leng junao's engraved side face is obviously soft. He slowly lowers his body and squats in front of his daughter, on the same parallel line with her vision. The pleasant magnetic voice turns into water: "when did the father cheat tong'er?"

Leng Zitong shakes her head like a drum. Her father is the king of a country. She always keeps her word!

The man then cautiously nodded: "when you go back to the palace, you will naturally see your mother!"

The little girl opened her apricot eyes and opened her mouth. She was surprised and happy. The next second, she went back to her brother.

"Brother, my father just said that when we get back to the palace, we can see my mother!"

Some kid smoked to smoke corner of mouth, the look in contempt is cold white one eye, small wench: childish!

Leng Zitong's eyes were slightly stunned, and soon she seemed to realize another thorny problem. Now the imperial palace is controlled by xiqibing, and the emperor's grandmother and aunt Lanxi are all in the hands of the bad guys. What if they refuse to hand them over? Then they can't go back to the palace all the time?

"We'll be back in three days!"

The mellow and deep voice of the man raised in the air, and suddenly let the little girl's eyes, which had just faded down, once again lit up the light of hope. Even the expression on the face of some indifferent boy also changed slightly.

Leng junao looks awe inspiring and his tone is firm. He doesn't seem to be joking at all.

"Great! In three days, we'll see my mother... "

Leng Zitong's laughter is innocent. She, who can't get a sense of existence from her brother, runs directly to the little brother.