At this moment, she suddenly hated Shen Xiaorou extremely.
Hate this woman for humiliating her darling so much and making her darling sad.
Xiaobao slowly raised his head from the nest of her neck, looking at her quietly with a pair of dark blue eyes, "Mother, is Xiaobao a wild species?"
Muyan shook her head abruptly, "Of course not, Xiaobao is mother's most important treasure."
The long eyelashes trembled, Xiaobao clenched his fists tightly, "Then why do they always say that Xiaobao is a bastard? Did Xiaobao embarrass mother?"
The one he cares about the most, the one he loves the most!
He yearns for a mother whom he will protect for the rest of his life.
If it was because of his existence, he was humiliated, hurt, and wantonly abused...
"Jun Mochen..." Muyan slowly called out his full name.
She looked at him without blinking, without a trace of hesitation or evasion, and without a trace of perfunctory or deception, "Mother doesn't care what people in the world say or do, mother only cares about whether Xiaobao is well and happy , Are you by Mother's side?"
The hesitation and panic in Xiaobao's eyes gradually turned into softness and joy.
It was as if a bright lamp was lit on the vast ocean.
Xiaobao hugged Muyan's neck, rubbing it lightly: "Xiaobao doesn't care what people in the world say or do. Xiaobao only wants mother to be happy and to be with mother."
Muyan hugged his small body tightly, a smile that was so soft that it almost melted appeared on her face.
But her heart hurt like someone was pricking it with a needle.
She ended up letting her baby get hurt.
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Tonight's Xiaobao is very clingy to her, and when he sleeps at night, he clings tightly to her arms, holding her hand.
Muyan patted him lightly, until Zishi felt the body of the little person in her arms softened and calmed down, and then slowly let herself fall into sleep.
In a daze, she heard Xiaobao's low voice like a dream.
"Mother, does Xiao Bao have a father?"
"Having a father... what does it feel like?"
Muyan's slightly closed long eyelashes trembled, as if there were crystal teardrops looming on them.
She reached out and hugged the child's soft body in her arms, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, she didn't let go for a long time... a long time.
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Jingcheng Country, the Imperial Palace.
In the middle of the night, Gong Qianxue came out of the bedroom in a hurry, wearing only unlined clothing.
Seeing Zhao Shan kneeling on the ground and Yan Lie lying beside him without limbs and beyond recognition, his eyes widened immediately.
"What's going on here?" Gong Qianxue let out a cry of pain, and rushed to Yan Lie's side, "How did Big Brother Yan become like this?"
Zhao Shan lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
But he made a hoarse voice, "I went to Xia'an City to assassinate Jun Muyan without success, and finally escaped, only to find that the regiment leader was not dead, but turned into such a ghost-like appearance instead."
"That Jun Muyan is so vicious!" Gong Qianxue showed a horrified expression, and crystal clear tears fell from her eyes, "Killing people is nothing but nodding, how could she have the heart to hurt Big Brother Yan so badly?" Woolen cloth?"
While talking, Gong Qianxue knelt down in front of Yan Lie, her face was full of pity and guilt, "Brother Yan, I'm sorry, it's all me..."
Before she could finish her words, Yan Lie, who had closed her eyes tightly, suddenly opened them.
In the opened mouth was a poisonous concealed weapon emitting emerald green, and suddenly shot towards Gong Qianxue's face.