Xie Changhuai was silent for a moment. If even Mu Liangsheng said that it was a bit dangerous, it would only mean that Xie Shuangran's injury was indeed difficult.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Liangsheng looked at him deeply, and his eyes were soft and warm. He said with difficulty: "But, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Xie Changhuai nodded: "I came to you, I have problems that I have to solve!" I naturally believed him.

Mu Liangsheng's medical skills are today. If he doesn't call him first, no one dares to compete for the first place.

"By the way," Mu Liang said as if he remembered something again, and his eyebrows were slightly closed, "There is a very faint smell of mutton on those assassins!"

Hearing this, Xie Changhuai's eyes sterned and he suddenly turned his head to look at the other party.

Mu Liangsheng nodded slightly with emphasis, his sense of smell never went wrong.

At that time, Bai Zhi joined the assassination scene and the situation suddenly changed.

The group of men in black soon discovered that the skill of the charlatans drawing swords halfway was not general. After three men in black were injured by Bai Zhi, they decisively retreated.

In order to return to Lin'an Mansion to save the people as soon as possible, Mu Liangsheng did not let him chase him, so they could not guess the source of the assassin for a while.

Seeing Mu Liang's voice so affirmed, Xie Changhuai's eyes were like a hidden shadow falling from a green pond. The cold light leaps, and suddenly a layer of coldness that looked like a cold moon falling sharply. The hands behind him slowly clenched into fists.

Xie Huanchen on one side seemed to hear this, and his thin shoulders shook, like the wind blowing on the willow branch.

She suddenly subconsciously looked back at the young man who was talking to the screen.

"Are you talking about the smell of mutton?" she asked in a trembling voice.

The two stopped talking.

Xie Changhuai and his mother's eyes intersected, and quietly covered the strangeness in their eyes, only smiled, without answering.

Mu Liangsheng was not as convenient as saying anything, so he just smiled slightly and walked to one side.

Xie Changhuai calmed down and walked slowly towards Xie Huanchen, stood beside her, silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Mother, let A Shuang and the others' injuries be left to Liang Sheng. You'd better go and rest for a while!"

Seeing that he did not mention the question about the assassin just now, Xie Huanchen stopped asking questions. He just shook his head, held his arm and stood up tiredly with his strength.

Then she looked into his deep eyes, her eyes turned, and she paused for a moment: "My mom has something to tell you!"

Xie Changhuai's eyes remained motionless and replied softly: "Okay!" He said that he wanted to help her out.

Xie Huanchen patted his arm and asked him to wait for a while, then waved his hand to let Bai Zhi and Bai Zhu who were guarding the door come over.

Although Bai Zhi was so angry that she was always hiding in the mountain residence, she was always a little awe-inspiring and shy when facing such a graceful and beautiful lady. Seeing Xie Huanchen taking the initiative to greet him, he couldn't help but hesitate. Bai Zhu pulled him over and came over.

When they stood still on Mu Liangsheng's side, Xie Huanchen walked up to them.

She smiled gratefully and solemnly: "The cold voice, there are two young men, thanks to your help today! They all say that they do not express their gratitude, but only repay them with a spring of repaid!"

"Since you are all friends who are always pregnant, my aunt will not be polite. In the future, whenever you use the place where my wife's mansion in Pingjun is in peace, please just say it straightforward!" As he said that, he bowed and gave a big gift.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi and Atractylodes were so scared that they knelt down and replied with a gift.

Xie Changhuai was stunned when he didn't expect his mother to do this.

Mu Liangsheng also returned the gift indifferently, and the smile appeared on his handsome face as if the gentleness of a lotus bloomed: "Auntie, you are polite, my nephew has known each other for many years, and has long been in love with his son! You are his mother, and naturally my mother. It is natural for the Son to save his mother. How can you stand your gift of gratitude!"

At that moment of life and death, this handsome young man suddenly came like a sky. At that time, Xie Huanchen felt as if he had seen the immortal in black clothes, his clothes were flying, and he came gracefully to save them all the suffering people in dire straits.

Looking at Mu Liangsheng's extraordinary eyebrows and eyes, Xie Huanchen smiled with relief, no longer spoke, but also reached out and patted the other party's arm, which was exactly the same as when he treated Xie Changhuai just now.

Mu Liangsheng lowered his eyes and stared at her slightly old and rough hand because she had been burning porcelain with her own hands all year round, with a slightly warm look in her eyes.

"I'll leave it to you first!" Xie Changhuai said to Mu Liang and came over to support the moved mother, "Let's go, let's go out first!"

Mu Liangsheng stared at the backs of the mother and son who left the east wing, and an inexplicable sigh appeared in his eyes.

Xie Changhuai silently accompanied Xie Huanchen to the pavilion where he lived alone.

The sunlight outside the pavilion is like washing, the spring swallows whisper, the clouds soar into the sky, and the spring is so popular.

He held Xie Huanchen and sat on the stone bench, took a respectful step back, and quietly waited for his mother's following.

Xie Huanchen looked at his step back and indifferent, and his heart suddenly felt a little sore, and his eyes also felt a little sad and helpless.

Since he guessed his life experience from that disaster at the age of nine, he has become like this.

But he never asked about those pasts, nor did he show his emotions. The only thing she felt was that the admiration of their mother and son depended on each other was no longer the same as before. There was a clear river between them, and it was no longer easy to fly.

To make matters worse, he met a strange old monk at Zhaoqing Temple at the age of ten, and then followed him out for a trip without any dissuasion.

From then on, every time she went out, she only found that there were a few more wounds on his body and a few more amazing skills, but he did not mention all the things he encountered during the trip.

This also made her originally wanted to work hard to calm the relationship quietly and lost her mind, which further caused her helplessness in blood distantness.

"Mother, what do you need to tell me?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, she looked at him with a hint of tide in her eyes. Xie Changhuai didn't even explore, but asked quietly.

Xie Huanchen suddenly woke up, wiped the corners of his eyes avoided, relieved his emotions, watched him take a deep breath, and seemed to be a little courage before saying: "Today, my mother received a letter from an old friend who had been sent many years ago! He said, he said he wanted me to take you to see him..."

She carefully captured the subtle changes in Xie Changhuai's expression, but he did not ask, and even his eyes were still calm.

"Actually, you don't want to tell me about the assassin, and I'll probably guess what you mean! But-"

She stood up suddenly, her eyes filled with unbelievable pain. She walked around and for a few steps, with a confused and anxious expression. As she said that, she hurriedly took out the letter from her sleeve and handed it to Xie Changhuai, as if she wanted to prove that she was sure of her words.

"Since he sent someone to send me a letter and asked me to take you there, why did he send someone to kill me at the same time? Isn't this a contradiction? Will there be a misunderstanding in the cold voice?" she murmured.

Twenty-years have passed, and she has never regretted the boy's past, and that person is still hidden in her heart.

However, their identity differences are destined to have no future.

She could not betray her love, nor could she betray her mind, nor did she want him to be misunderstood by her clan members. Leaving far away is the only way to unrestrain each other.

However, what she really felt sorry for was the child in front of her. It was her selfishness and indulgence that gave him such a sad identity that was incompatible with the world!

And giving him a noble identity was the only thing she wanted to do for him in her life!

...

Xie Changhuai neither refuted nor agreed with his mother's thoughts, and his attention was entirely focused on the letter.

To him, the person she mentioned was just a symbol, and as for the person's current real situation, he would not tell Xie Huanchen clearly.

And he had naturally heard Wei Jia's report, and was just waiting for his mother to take the initiative to take it out.

His hand firmly pinched the envelope with his bamboo joints, but his expression was not moving at all. He slowly opened the seal like casually—

He had been waiting for this letter for too long, so he almost thought he could not wait. But today he received this letter, which shows that what he had planned for so long was finally ready to start!

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