Ye Fengya quickly captured her into his arms again: "Tong'er, I'm not attacking him, I'm just letting him know that there are people outside, so that he won't underestimate the enemy next time. I'm too late to hurt you, how can I attack him?"

he..."

"Who knows whether what you said is true or false? I have no memory and he is a child. I am not just letting you talk about it. How can you prove that you are my husband and his father?" Although Leng Rutong felt that this man really shouldn't have died.

Wrong, but her sixth sense, as Leng Haoran said, is as messy as her sense of direction.

As for Leng Haoran, he had not seen his father for so many years and had long wanted to have a father. When he saw a handsome man who looked somewhat similar to himself, he naturally thought that he was his father. A child has a simple mind.

It's not surprising that they look alike. They are both handsome men, so it is possible that they are equally beautiful. Another possibility is that this tyrant has a brother or something. He directly called out his name, and his expression was also...

It is true that she knows herself, and even her love for herself is not a pretense, but how can she know that his man is indeed him?

If her man is not him, but his brother or someone else, then she has been deceived. Who knows if this tyrant had a crush on her before? He took advantage of her amnesia to lie to her.

"I..." Ye Fengya was at a loss for words. How could he prove it? "Is the imperial edict issued by Grandma Huang back then valid?" Ye Fengya suddenly remembered the imperial edict of the emperor, "Or you and I can go back to Ye Shengchao.

View the imperial register."

"Mom, let's go back to Ye Shengchao. Aren't you thinking about Ye Shengchao all the time?" Leng Haoran didn't care about his father's blow at all. His father was right, failure leads to progress. If his father didn't tell him, maybe

He will make the same mistake next time.

There are people outside. It seems that there are many powerful characters in this yellow plain.

Leng Rutong looked at Ye Fengya carefully, with her flowery cheeks and alluring watery red lips. She had touched her just now. It was true that the smell was not unfamiliar to her, so she nodded. Is it true?

The Holy Spirit will know.

****

King Zhennan's carriage was waiting a few miles away, but no one came back until it got dark. When the carriage driver came to look for someone, the temple was empty. Leng Haoran and Leng Rutong were nowhere to be seen.

Shadow, so frightened that he ran back to the military camp to report.13acv.

King Zhennan looked in disbelief: "You mean those two people have switched sides?"

The general under the sect nodded seriously: "The spies came to report and saw the two mother and son following the Lord Ye Shengchao..." As expected, outsiders are unreliable. "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

King Zhennan collapsed suddenly on his seat. Now he has become a deserter who was defeated without a fight? He mistakenly trusted that mother and son. Damn it, what good did they do to them? They shouldn't have been allowed to see Ye Shengchao.

The tyrant will definitely offer better conditions to make them switch sides.

King Zhennan pressed his forehead, thinking about what to do next, sit back and wait for death, or attack back to the city?

"Your Majesty... Ye Shengchao has sent another envoy." When the King of Zhennan was having a headache, the sound of reporting came from outside the door. He quickly sat up straight and said: "Hurry up."

In the military camp of Ye Shengchao...Leng Rutong and Leng Haoran were surrounded by a bunch of people. Everyone looked surprised, with disbelief, and suddenly overjoyed. Leng Haoran wrinkled his little nose.

, didn't like being surrounded by so many people, so he turned around and climbed on Ye Fengya's body.

Leng Rutong glared at him. The father he had just met was really clingy. Ye Fengya lay lazily on the soft cushion with a half smile, letting him rub against her body. Leng Haoran pouted.

He turned his head to the side, put his face on his chest, and closed his eyes. He hated people staring at him like a monkey.

He had had enough of being stared at wherever he went in modern times.

"The imperial concubine...is really the imperial concubine." Xiaobi looked surprised, and looked straight at her with a pair of black eyes, as if she wanted to see if he reached out and touched her whole body to see if it was true that the person who suddenly disappeared,

Suddenly it appeared again... It was like the myth of the goddess in Shanhaiguan.

Leng Rutong also looked at the group of people in front of her carefully, but no matter how much she looked at them, she couldn't figure out why they were either strangers or strangers.

"Everyone, please step back." Ye Fengya narrowed his eyes and ordered, Tong'er would become unhappy if he continued to look at her like this.

Phantom, Bai Zhi, Black Beast, and Xiao Bi looked at me and I looked at you, as if they understood one thing. The imperial concubine did not remember them at all. The four of them looked at Ye Fengya with sympathy. This...

What should I do? I came back with no memory at all. God really knows how to play tricks on me...

Several people couldn't help but worry about what to do.

"Hey, can you all look sympathetic and forget about some people and things? I have all come back, what else can't be done, unless this guy wants to lie to me!" Leng Rutong stretched out a hand.

Pointing at Ye Fengya, she still didn't believe that this tyrant was her man. Feng rushed to capture Huaiji.

Although she is cruel and ruthless, she would not find such a bloodthirsty man. Damn, he chops people up like carrots. How can such a man be cute?

Leng Rutong frowned slightly and looked at Ye Fengya. Leng Haoran was stuck in his arms like a clingy doll. Alas, if it weren't for Leng Haoran's sake, she really didn't want to be with this tyrant.

Hui Ye Shengchao. Especially the hot look in his eyes made her feel a little conflicted. It was so hot that it seemed to burn her.

"Princess, I will never lie to you, you have to believe him." Bai Zhi was the first to stand up and speak for Ye Fengya.

"Go down." Ye Fengya didn't want his subordinates to speak for him, so he spoke coldly again.

Several people looked at each other, bowed and exited the camp. Leng Haoran then raised his head and looked at Ye Fengya and said seriously: "Dad, you are so good-looking. If the children in the organization know that my father is good-looking,

If you are so good, you will definitely be envious to death."

"Hey...Leng Haoran, your mother and I were born so well, you have been envied by many people..." This child has forgotten his mother after having a father...

"But they keep laughing at me for not having a father." Although Leng Haoran has long been able to stand on his own because of his mental age, he is still a child after all. On the surface, he can ignore other people's jokes, but in his heart he is always caring.

Ye Fengya rubbed his hair gently and slowly, and said in a light but sincere tone: "No one will dare to laugh at you again."

Leng Haoran nodded: "Of course, because I have a father." Leng Haoran happily rubbed into Ye Fengya's big chest.

Leng Rutong curled her lips and said unhappily: "Hey, I just met your father, you should at least leave some time for me, I want to..." Leng Rutong stood up and sat down on the soft couch,

His body fell weakly on Ye Fengya's chest. This man's chest was really comfortable. No wonder Leng Haoran kept rubbing inside.

Ye Fengya's body trembled, and there was a throb in his heart. Leng Rutong said, "I want to make him calm down." His body exploded with a bang, and he quickly hugged Leng Haoran down from the soft couch.

He said in a low voice: "Son, daddy has something to tell your mother. You go out to play with Uncle Phantom first."

Leng Haoran rolled her eyes at him and sighed: "Men are indeed thinking creatures with their lower body."

Ye Fengya was suddenly startled, she didn't expect to be so utterly despised by her son... But with his other hand, he held Leng Rutong Liu's waist tighter. He was despised, but his body would not be affected by the contempt.

And shrink back.

Leng Haoran clapped his hands: "Okay, I'll let you relieve the pain of lovesickness." Leng Haoran turned around, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "I have a father... I have a father"

Damn it...Leng Haoran jumped out of the tent.

Phantom stood outside the door and immediately called out when he came out: "Young master."

Leng Haoran crossed his chest with one hand and supported his small chin with the other, looking at him carefully, and smiled slightly: "I heard that your martial arts are very good, how about we come and compete."

Phantom's mouth twitched slightly, how could the father and son have the same virtues? Last time when my grandfather lost his memory, he also wanted to compete with me. As expected, he is my son.

Bai Zhi brought a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus pie over. Hearing their conversation, he immediately said, "Master, don't embarrass Phantom. Even if he dares to compete with you, he won't dare to show his true ability or touch you.

I can’t kill him yet.”

Bai Zhi smiled and stuffed the paper-wrapped osmanthus pie into Leng Haoran's little hand: "This is made by my chef. Eat it and see if you like it."

Leng Haoran blinked and looked at the sweet thing in his hand. He hesitated for a few seconds before raising a forced smile: "Thank you, Uncle Bai Zhi." Thank you, p. He hates sweet things the most. He ate too many in the past two years.

After taking the medicine, he ate sweets, which almost made him tired of the sweets.

But he couldn't refuse, so he had to put it into his waist.

"Let's compare. If I can't beat you, then let me do it." Leng Haoran's confident little face definitely makes people look quite slender.

"Phantom is afraid of hurting the little master if he takes action." Phantom replied expressionlessly. He had made up his mind not to compete with him. He wouldn't lose face if he won against a four or five-year-old child. If anything, it would be so.

If one loses...then he will have the face to protect me from now on.

"Come on, call it a day, let's have a martial arts competition. If you don't compete, I will tell my dad that you are bullying me!" Leng Haoran is really bored. There is nothing to play in this mountainside. My dad is comfortable.

His chest was robbed by his mother again, so he had to find something to do to pass the time.

Bai Zhi's head was covered with black lines. Yesterday, he had seen what this young man was capable of. He was chopping down trees without a blushing face and a heartbeat. He was definitely not an ordinary child.

"Master, why don't you let Bai Zhi come and compete with you?" Phantom's attack was indeed ruthless. He is from the Tai Chi system. At least he knows how to hold back. He shouldn't be able to hurt him. I'm afraid he won't be happy if he loses.

.

Leng Haoran shrugged: "It doesn't matter."

After Leng Haoran finished speaking, his dark eyes darkened, and he punched out in a flash. He learned modern fighting, and his legs were as strong as iron. He turned over and kicked Bai Zhi quickly and accurately. Bai Zhi was shocked, and he didn't know what to do.
Chapter completed!