Bai Zhi didn't know this, but she still felt uncomfortable. This palace was the place she didn't want to come to.
She came because he was injured, because his eyes were invisible, and she couldn't worry about him, so she threw everything aside and accompany him back.
But at this time I realized that everything was a lie and a scam.
At the corner of the long street, in the liquor store facing the street, a young man in Jinshan sits alone in the store and drinks alcohol.
After looking up and drinking a glass of wine, he turned his eyes to the street and watched the endless stream of people, walking, galloping horses, and driving cars.
A familiar figure fell in his eyes, the scarfaced man dressed in black, walking slowly by the carriage, wasn't it just Zhou Awu next to Chu Yan
Zhou Awu was turning his head to talk to the person sitting in the carriage. He followed Zhou Awu’s gaze to the window of the car. The familiar face suddenly slammed into his eyes. Even if he hadn’t seen her in a few years, she looked like her. It was always engraved in his heart, never forgotten for a moment.
Xu was so excited that he got up suddenly and knocked over the wine jar on the table. The clear wine was scattered all over him, but he didn't care to rush out, but when he rushed outside, where was the carriage Of the trail.
Jin Xiaoan chased him up: "My son, what's wrong with you? Who did you see?" Jin Xiaoan looked curious. The son has become more calm these days, and he rarely expresses his emotions on his face and calmly follows an old man. Yes, this would be so awkward, and I don’t know who I saw just now.
Meng Nan looked at the side of Long Street and muttered to herself: "The rumors are true, the rumors are true!"
"What rumors?" Jin Xiaoan became more confused.
He turned around with a look of joy, and held Jin Xiaoan's hand tightly: "Bai Zhi is not dead, she is back, she really is back."
Jin Xiaoan was stunned: "Have you not been to the Dongfang Family? The white girl never came back, and the people in the house said there was no news."
Meng Nan shook his head: "It was before, and now is now. I just saw it with my own eyes. I can't go wrong."
After that, Meng Nan was about to run away, and Jin Xiaoan hurriedly stopped him: "My son, where are you going like this? Let's change your clothes first."
There was a set of clothes in the carriage that was exactly the same as his, but he was afraid that something would happen after he got out and he would need to change it.
Meng Nan looked down at the clothes soaked in liquor, and nodded: "It's okay, it's okay." The carriage was heading for the Jin Dynasty. He knew that Zhao Lan and Hu Changlin were living in the Jin Dynasty. She must be Go to see Zhao Lan.
He was so embarrassed to see her now, he changed his clothes, and it was better to see her refreshedly.
Meng Nan went back to the carriage and changed his clothes, and immediately rushed to the Jin Palace.
In the Jin Dynasty Mansion, Zhao Lan held Bai Zhi and almost fainted while crying. Hu Changlin held a baby who had just turned one year old and wiped his tears.
In the past few years, Zhao Lan always woke up in the middle of the night, saying that she had dreamed of Zhi'er, and she would cry all night long, and it was useless to coax her.
After having a child, it's just getting better, but every time she thinks of Zhi'er, she still feels lost.
Zhier's return is what he hoped in all his dreams.
In this way, Hu Feng and Zhao Lan can feel at ease.
The mother and daughter cried for a while, laughed for a while, and finally calmed down. They were sitting in the room talking, and someone came to report: "Master, there is a son named Meng who is asking to see you."
"The son of Meng? Who is it?" Hu Changlin didn't think of it for a while, with a look of surprise on his face.
In the past two years, he and Zhao Lan lived in this palace. From time to time, someone came to give them things. He confiscated them all and sent them back. He heard a lot of names and was able to write down some of them. But this surname is Meng. , He has never heard of it.