Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 362 Crisis: Light Bulb Go Away
Zhuifeng's body trembled, and Zhuo Zhuo was also a little dazed.But before she could react, Zhuifeng stood up immediately: "I want to go out to get some air, you guys should go to rest early."

After finishing speaking, Chasing Wind left.Zhuo Zhuo frowned and watched him go away, while Han Yingyue sighed: "It seems that mother guessed right. Long Qiuyue's death is related to that Xingxiu." Han Yingyue looked at Zhuo Zhuo again, "Xingxiu Who is it?"

Zhuo Zhuo slowly recovered from the shock, holding his skirt tightly with his small hands: "Xingxiu is their teacher, the most respected great wizard in Xia Kingdom besides you. But he loves Long Qiuyue very much, how could he treat Long Qiuyue very much? His disadvantage?"

"It doesn't have to be the person who committed the murder, maybe there is something hidden."

Zhuo Zhuo sighed, Han Yingyue pursed her lips, and asked gently: "Should I tell my father the truth? Maybe I can lift the seal on him and teach him to practice spells."

"Yes, should I tell him?" Zhuo Zhuo seemed hesitant, "He must be very confused when he was suddenly told that he has nothing to do with the royal family. But at this time, it is really good to have one more person who knows magic."

"Then tell your father."

Seeing Zhuo Zhuo nodded, Han Yingyue asked again: "Mother should tell him personally, if mother said it herself, father would feel better."

Zhuo Zhuo lowered his eyes, and Han Yingyue urged: "Mother."

Zhuo Zhuo stood up, walked a few steps, stopped and said, "Tell him, I'll go and see Jinxue."

Han Yingyue sighed, stood up and followed Zhuo Zhuo out.Zhuo Zhuo found his son, stopped and watched him walk up to him: "Why are you following me?"

Han Yingyue continued to walk, passed Zhuo Zhuo, and walked to her room: "I'm going to go back and tell my father that it's inconvenient to be in Zhuifeng's room."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled wryly, shook his head, followed his son, passed him again, and walked back to his room.

Han Jinxue slept soundly.He leaned back, his limbs stuck to the sheets, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was dreaming.Zhuo Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking his son's hair.Han Yingyue stood and looked at Zhuo Zhuo for a while, then walked to the table, sat on the stool, and closed his eyes.

Zhuo Zhuo looked over, she knew that Han Yingyue had started talking to Han Yingxi.She pursed her mouth, wishing she could hear what they had to say.As time passed, Han Yingyue never opened her eyes.Zhuo Zhuo was a little anxious, stood up and walked a few steps back and forth, then sat back down.

A pair of apricot eyes stared at the small body, why did it take so long before it ended?Han Yingxi must have asked many things.Indeed, it must be very painful to suddenly find out that his biological father was killed by his adoptive father, and that his biological mother handed him over to the enemy to be raised with such hatred.

What's more, they left him for more than a year, so he should have a lot of things to ask.

I don't know how long passed, Zhuo Zhuo's eyelids started to fight.Her head is bit by bit like a chicken, and her body weighs a thousand catties.

Zhuo Zhuo lay down, still looking at his son with half-opened eyes.It's just that the little guy didn't mean to end at all, so Zhuo Zhuo couldn't resist the drowsiness and closed his eyes.

Green grass, blue sky, clear water, breeze, colorful flowers.The fragrance of flowers mixed in the wind, gently brushing her skin.It's just, why does the breeze feel rough on the face?
Zhuo Zhuo opened his eyes.

A pair of long eyebrows are slightly frowned, but those deep eyes are shining with the brilliance of the starry sky.Zhuo Zhuo squinted at that face, and the familiar fragrance penetrated into her nostrils and blended into her blood.

Are you still dreaming?It must be a dream, Han Yingyue was talking to him just now, if he came, the child should know.

Zhuo Zhuo then smiled and stretched out his hand to caress his face.This feeling is so real.

"Yingxi, you must be in pain, right? Love can't stay together, and hate can only be buried in the heart."

Han Yingxi smiled softly, leaned over and kissed Zhuo Zhuo's lips, and said hoarsely: "Since you know I am in pain, why do you say unfeeling words? Is it so uncomfortable if you don't hurt my heart?"

Zhuozhuo's heart was somber, and he choked up and said: "Why don't you hurt my heart? I only love you, but you are suspicious, causing people who I regard as my natal brother to die in other places. If you do such a thing, why don't you Shall I hold my breath?"

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect to hurt you."

After Han Ying finished speaking, he leaned over to kiss Zhuo Zhuo again, Zhuo Zhuo hooked his neck and responded to his kiss.She missed him so much, the kiss in this dream was so beautiful, how could she be willing to miss it?

"I said...Father and mother, at least you should think about me, why are you so intimate?"

Han Yingyue's voice came suddenly, Zhuo Zhuo was startled, and turned to look at his son with drooping eyes not far away.Not dreaming!
She hurriedly pushed Han Yingxi away, sat up, and saw her youngest son sleeping soundly again.Han Ying raised his eyebrows, and picked up his sleeping son on the bed: "Can't you be quiet for a while like your younger brother? I don't know if you can still see your mother being so gentle, but you just interrupted her." .”

Han Yingyue shrugged: "Then father should say in advance, let me take my brother away and give you a separate space."

"It's not too late for you to do it now, take your brother elsewhere."

"Yes Yes."

Han Yingyue came over and took Han Jinxue from Han Yingxi's arms.During this process, Zhuo Zhuo kept looking at them dumbfounded, and it was only when Han Yingyue hugged her younger brother that Zhuo Zhuo realized it.

She screamed: "Aren't you talking to your father? Why did he appear here?!"

Han Yingyue blinked her eyes: "Although I am talking to my father? I am thinking about what to say until I die. After thinking about it, it is better for my mother to say it herself. My father is right in front of me, so let my mother solve it. I am leaving. "

Zhuo Zhuo opened his mouth, the sons had already left.Han Yingxi's voice came from beside her: "What do you want to say to me?"

Zhuo Zhuo looked over, he was lying on the bed, with one leg propped up and one hand resting on his knee.Zhuozhuo lowered his eyes, clutched the skirt with his small hands, and remained silent.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and she could hear his panting.

"There is going to be a war, can the king not be the king?"

"You and I both know that the key to this battle is here. Besides, knowing that my wife and children have gone to the temple, how can I stay in the capital peacefully?"

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips, with a slightly complaining expression on his face: "Why bother to say the latter sentence? Ever since you took power, my children and I are no longer important."

Han Ying raised his eyebrows: "So, I tried my best to force my uncle to recognize you as his daughter, and it was only for myself."

(End of this chapter)