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"Your Highness." Mo Yun indicated for the guards to continue their search and shook his head at him.

Their men had searched nearly every place they could find, but there was still no sign of a woman.

Mo Yun frowned and guessed: "Could he be the one that had..." Mo Yun wanted to say that perhaps Leng Mu Fei had already predicted that they would come, and had hidden the woman somewhere else in advance.

Leng Shaoyu's silent face showed no expression. The place was really weird, the attic's design was a hidden mechanism, and all the engravings on the floor were the same wonderful method as when he sent out an envoy to Wei Guo.

Ever since he had walked in here, he had clearly seen everything. From the moment he entered the great hall, he had already been secretly paying attention to Leng Mu Fei's attempt to cover up the matter of Luo Shang's disappearance. However, Leng Mu Fei had been rushing to the top of his brows, so no matter how he tried to hide it, he would still be caught off guard. Especially when he saw the neatly folded bridal dress, the disappointment in his eyes entered Leng Shaoyu's eyes.

She was surrounded by cherry blossoms, her favorite, and the fragrance was so familiar. That's good too … Clear.

Leng Shaoyu frowned. He raised his eyes and seemed to be looking for something anxiously, his gaze finally landing on a cherry tree that was in the lower rows of rows. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the tender cherry blossoms and rough tree trunk.

His gaze was fixated on that flower.

Mo Yun noticed the abnormality and immediately followed his gaze, but under the hand gesture of the man, he retreated.

Leng Shaoyu frowned, his sharp eyes locking onto that corner, he could not help but slowly clench his fists, and walked over step by step.

After peeling off layers of flowers and trees, the woman's hair was messed up by the wind. Through the cracks, she looked at the man in the distance.

Looking at his golden robe casually fluttering behind him, looking at his refined and ice-cold face, he seemed so familiar. Luo Shang's heart suddenly beat faster, and an indescribable pain filled her body. She tightly gripped onto her clothes and breathed in, and her tears blurred her vision, turning into water droplets.

Why did her heart hurt so much?

She thought that she would never see him again in this life. She had never thought that the next time she met him, her heart would still be in pain, so completely.

Leng Shaoyu... Leng Shaoyu...

Luo Shang kept calling out his name in her heart, but even now, she still could not let go of him. Even though he had hurt her entire body, she could not let him go.

Covering her mouth, she allowed the tears to wash over her delicate and outstanding face. Listening to the increasingly urgent footsteps, it seemed as if she could no longer breathe, and her body slowly curled up into a ball.

She could clearly hear the sound of her heartbeat. Suddenly, a hand extended from the side and blocked her mouth. She could feel that it was a man's hand. Luo Shang struggled, only to hear him whisper in her ear: "If you don't want him to find out, then listen to my arrangements, I will bring you away."

Without hesitation, Luo Shang decisively nodded her head. As long as she said that, she could bring her away.

Even if it was the tiger cave or dragon pond, she did not want to return to Leng Shaoyu's side.

It just so happened that an evil wind was blowing, causing the densely packed leaves and petals to flutter wildly, and set off a large wave, the shrubs growing to the waist of his body swayed even more violently. When Leng Shaoyu walked over, what he saw was a white silk cloth hanging at the bottom of the branches, and he half-bent over to pick it up.

However, at that moment, he had clearly felt her near him. It was as if he could hear her breathing, which was filled with fear, worry, and heaviness.

Luo Shang, is that you? If so, why didn't you come out and see me?

If not, where are you?

Luo Shang... Where are you … Just where was it …

His voice kept ringing in her ears over and over again. She was addicted to the intoxicating warmth of his voice, but she was also fearful of the cruelty and terror behind it.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. The tears that filled the corners of her eyes couldn't help but quietly slide down.

This unfamiliar room had a simple structure.

Luo Shang supported herself on the hard bed and sat up. The shoes were orderly placed on the floor and a blinding sunset shone from the west window onto the simple brown colored wooden table in front of the window. The withered and old wooden table was slightly damaged from years of friction, but its face was even brighter.

There was only a hard bed, a table, two wooden chairs, and what might be called a dressing table. There were cracks in the brass mirror, and traces of dried water.

On the table, there was an ordinary tea cup with a retired design. His finger gently touched the surface of the table, revealing a layer of white dust. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.

The strong smell of tobacco wafted in from outside. It was unknown if it was because of the lack of ventilation, but Luo Shang walked towards the door.

The door was open and there was a short flight of stairs on the outside. Several patches of moss had grown on the steps, making it look somewhat black. The yellow farmyard, surrounded by thick earthen walls, gave it an empty spot with only a withered yellow tree inside.

The door was tightly shut. Luo Shang turned her head and followed the scent of the tobacco as she walked towards another room. Similarly, the door was open and it was an extremely simple and crude kitchen. There was a bonfire on top of the stove and the lid of the altar was trembling.

Looking at his back, he quickly poured the medicine into the bowl. Then he picked up the bowl that was full of medicine and turned around.

The black robe made him seem somewhat dark and cold. When Luo Shang saw her face clearly, she was a little surprised.

It was actually him, the one who repeatedly wanted her life. That time at the cliff, he was the assassin who forced them into a corner. He wanted to take her life several times, so why would he help her?

Her eyes were full of questions, but the man didn't seem to want to explain himself. He just walked over to her and stiffly put the bowl in her hands. He didn't have the time to thank her and had already left.

Looking at the medicine in the bowl, Luo Shang's dry lips pursed bitterly. After drinking the medicine, he went back to the room she had originally been staying in, where the man was sitting by the side of the table, seemingly waiting for her.

After standing at the door for a moment, Luo Shang smiled and entered the room.

"Thank you, young master, for saving me. May I ask …?" "What is this place?" She looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and asked.

"My house."

He gave her a cup of tea, his face sullen and his eyes cold with irony.

It was said that killers had no feelings, so his words had no feelings either.

"You … Why did you help me? "

Tang Ao raised his eyebrows at her and said: "If you don't want to, I can send you off right now."

There was actually someone as arrogant as a man from the Leng Clan in this world. If he was not an assassin, Luo Shang really would have thought that he was from the Leng Clan.

But, the person in front of him was not a good person. With just the few times of killing intent he had, Luo Shang was able to guess that he had some sort of scheme.

"You want to use me to threaten him?"

Hearing that, Tang Ao suddenly laughed. Women are women, born weak and stupid. " Even if he was beaten to a pulp by the people in his heart, he still had to place him in the highest position in his heart.

"He looked at her with contempt and stood up." If I say yes, are you going to pay with your life? "

Seeing her turn his face, Tang Ao walked to her side, his tone becoming calmer. He said: "If you die, you will only have one corpse and two lives."

One corpse, two lives? What did that mean?

Seeing her frown and confusion, Tang Ao chuckled.

"As a medical immortal, he actually doesn't understand his own body." His gaze shifted down to her lower abdomen.

Luo Shang lowered her head, her long hair naturally hanging down. She opened her eyes and asked in disbelief: "What you mean is, I..."

She … Was she pregnant? How could this be? How could she?

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible." Luo Shang shook his head, unwilling to believe it.

Ever since she was grounded, Leng Shaoyu had never touched her, and before this, she had always secretly drank some medicine, so how could she get pregnant? Furthermore, why couldn't she feel it?

"You've had a miscarriage before. Think about what kind of drug someone gave you during this period." When Tang Ao was at the Acropolis Empire, he was heavily supported by the Lady Yan, and thus learned a few medical techniques.

Luo Shang carefully thought back to it, and suddenly a name flashed past her mind. Leng Mufei, was it him? Could it be that those few times, the medicine was mixed with the ingredients of a sliding tire? Her body suddenly trembled.

Her hands slowly caressed her belly. She didn't dare to touch this life that came by chance. At her most helpless moment, she didn't expect that the heavens would pity her so much, giving her the faith to live on.

She'd never imagined that her life would give birth to a newborn little fellow. This sort of coincidence made her sad and happy.

Could it be that night, was it that he forced himself to do so? No matter what, this was her child, so she would definitely take good care of this little thing and protect it well.

The tears of happiness were in her eyes. The smile on her lips was very beautiful, graceful and warm. It was a mother's desire and love for her child.

Luo Shang looked at Tang Ao with gratitude. Young Master, thank you. "

Tang Ao glanced at her, and just as he turned around and walked to the door, he stopped. During this time, you can live here in peace until the child is born. You don't have to thank me, because I won't take you in for nothing. "

"I know, I will repay your kindness." Luo Shang was completely immersed in her happiness, and couldn't care less about Tang Ao's plans.

"My name is Tang Ao." He threw down his words and turned to leave.

Luo Shang laughed, caressed her lower abdomen, and muttered to herself. Thank you, child, for coming at this time. "

"Mother will protect you and take good care of you …"