Looking at the words on the note, Yvning frowned. He didn't expect this to happen. They had just won the battle, but now he would lose his son?
Looking at the frown on Yvning's face, Mo Xinrou asked with concern, "What happened?"
Hearing what Mo Xinrou said, Yvning put the note in her hand and said, "Something happened to Zhaoya and she needs to rest in the Junan City for some time."
Hearing Yvning's words, Mo Xinrou suddenly thought of the baby Sikong Zhaoya carried.
"Is there anything wrong with the baby?"
Hearing her words, Yvning nodded, "Yes! She might not be able to keep this child in. Is it because I have done too many bad things that God has to punish my child like this?"
Mo Xinrou held him in her arms and said, "Yvning, what are you talking about? You should know that these things have nothing to do with you, and I believe that no matter what happens, Zhaoya will protect the child!"
Hearing this, Yvning rubbed his forehead and said, "If the baby can't survive, maybe it's fate. Will you mind if I have another child with Sikong Zhaoya?"
Mo Xinrou shook her head. "I don't mind. They are all your children. How can I mind? Am I always so bad in your eyes?"
Yvning held Mo Xinrou in his arms with a smile. "I knew you wouldn't let me down."
Staring at Yvning, Mo Xinrou smiled.
She liked Yvning very much. As long as he was not fatuous and incompetent, she would help him to hold on to the throne.
"Xinrou, I will greet the soldiers with all the officials later. Do you want to go with me?" Yvning looked out of the window and said slowly.
Mo Xinrou nodded at Yvning with a smile.
When Yvning saw the soldiers, Qingyan, in a military uniform, stood in the front, and beside her stood Qilian Qingyang, Su Qingchen, Shen Yu and Moying.
Yvning walked to Qingyan without hesitation and helped her up. "You're finally back!"
Qingyan smiled, "Yes! I'm back. I have won with the army of the Mo Clan."
Yvning looked at Qingyan and nodded with a smile. "Yes, you have le
looked at Yvning and said a lot. Yvning stood aside and listened carefully. At the end, Yvning seemed to hear something, "Goodbye, Yvning."
When he looked up, he saw that Qingyan was still smiling at him.
Mo Xinrou met Qingyan at the door of the Yvshu Library.
"Miss Qingyan, how is his majesty feeling now?"
Hearing this, Qingyan asked with a smile, "What do you want him to be like?"
Looking at Qingyan, Mo Xinrou said with a smile, "Of course I want him to be happy. I know that Zhaoya might lose her baby. Last night, he had been blaming himself for this, and I was also very depressed."
Hearing this, Qingyan walked up to her and held her hand. "You should take care of my brother from now on. I hope you can make him happy."
Hearing Qingyan's words, Mo Xinrou nodded earnestly. "Don't worry. I will take good care of Yvning. Although we haven't experienced too much and I haven't been involved in his past, I hope we can have a bright future together."
Qingyan felt that Mo Xinrou looked exactly like herself in the past. At that time, she also promised Junmo's mother in this way, but unfortunately, they had no future.
But fortunately, Yvning was not that kind of man. She believed that Yvning would bring happiness to Mo Xinrou.
Thinking of this, Qingyan hugged Mo Xinrou and said, "My dear, you will be happy."