"Oak son, my mother knows, but oak son, do you want to go back?"

Su Zimo got up from the bed and took oak's little hand.

Su oak smiles, knowing that his mother is worried about him, "my mother, father, the holy pool in Cloud City has some help for Oak son's promotion. Quercus wants to go back."

"Honey, do you want to go back?"

Su Zimo was reluctant to part with him, holding Su oak's hand tightly.

Su oak raised his eyes and looked at her: "my mother doesn't always say that people who have dreams in their hearts will not lose themselves, and neither will Quercus. Quercus won't do things her mother worries about."

Su oak's throat was choked. In the past few years, his mother had worked hard to see a glimmer of light, but he died of a death curse. He was afraid that he was too weak to protect his mother, so he wanted to cultivate a higher mysterious spirit.

Oak son, don't be too hard on yourself. Your mother doesn't want your childhood to be so boring. "

Su Zimo looked at his son with heartache.

Su oak shook his head fiercely: "mother, oak son's childhood, will not be boring, because oak son has mother, father, family, oak son only feel very happy."

Su oak took out his little hand and looked at Muyun Xuan.

"Father, take care of your mother."

Su oak quickly turned around. As soon as he turned around, his shoulders hung limply, and his big eyes were covered with water mist. He walked out quickly.

He overheard what Uncle Ye said. His mother relieved the curse of Mu's family, and there was a dead curse waiting for his mother.

He always knew his mother's character, and the curse would be applied to his eldest son. For him, his mother would do it at all costs.

He hated God's unjust mother already very bitter, why to treat her like this.

"Yunxuan, is oak son worried? You see his small back, let people look at inexplicable sadness?"

Su Zimo looked at his son's back, always felt that something was wrong.

"You! Don't think about it. Quer'er is addicted to practice. In the holy pool, mulangyu won't do anything to him. Didn't you just say that you're tired? Take a good rest when you're tired. I'll let Zimu stare at mu Langyu secretly? If he wants to do something out of line, Zimo will send a signal

"Well!"

Su Zimo lay back on the bed, just ate a little food, she suddenly felt a little sleepy.

At the top of Linghu mountain.

Murong Shaofeng leaned against the head of the bed, 3000 green silk casually draped behind him, and his handsome face was pale and powerless, but his tender eyes still concealed his tenderness.

Zhu Yan came in and reported.

"The emperor, the people sent to Mingyue villa have come back. Nothing happened in Mingyue villa. The emperor can rest assured of his injury."

"I see, you go down!"

Murong Shaofeng didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Yes, Emperor."

After Zhu Yan left, Murong Shaofeng took out the jade sent by Su Zimo. There were two drops of blood in the jade.

"Mo Mo, you said that some people are living in memory, unforgettable, some people are living around, each other's heart is very far away, but between me and you, you both live in my memory, and in my side."

Murong Shaofeng gently stroked jade, the happiness in the eyes gradually rippling open.

"Mo Mo, in the next life, if the breeze is affectionate, then the moon can be seen; if the fallen flowers are affectionate, the flowing water can understand. You are the obsession that I can't erase, but also the front edge of my curling infatuation. It's also the deep intertwined missing. This obsession will surely lead me to find you."

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