An, cloud, warmth?

Who is that?

The porcelain man didn't know why, but when he heard this name, he felt an inexplicable disgust in his heart.

The porcelain man asked solemnly: "Second brother, what evidence do you have?"

soon.

The second child's voice rang in the porcelain man's ears.

That was the first time he had seen his second son so out of control in the long time he had known him. He was so out of control that his voice trembled: "An Yunnuan has her token in her hand!"

"I personally confirmed that it belongs to her, that's what it is!"

Keepsake...

Just having a token does not necessarily mean he is my king.

It's also possible that An Yunnuan robbed or stole it. What if it wasn't hers?

Just when the porcelain man thought so.

The next few words of the second child completely shattered his thoughts: "The third child, I didn't believe it at first, I really don't believe it."

"But......"

"She knows the three of us, she knows the place, and she even knows that there are stamens in the letters on our arms!"

"She! She also knows the prophecy!"

"Perhaps she has changed her body, and her aura and intimacy no longer exist."

"But that's really her, the third child..."

"I knew, how could she leave the three of us alone? She has our memory, although it is only a little bit, but it is enough to prove that she is still alive..."

Listen to the second child repeat the last sentence over and over again.

My empty heart seemed to be suddenly hit by an emotion called faith.

No difficulty can overwhelm him.

He was not afraid of any crisis, even if he held a knife to his neck, the three of them could smile without fear.

But......

"My king?" The porcelain man pressed his palm on the pistil.

Just these two words!

The strength he pretended to be was taken away, and the porcelain man was stunned, his eyes a little hollow.

Then, suddenly laughed!

"Do you have her token?"

"Memory, knowing the core, knowing the prophecy, she is still alive..."

"But second brother...why, why don't I feel that excited at all?" The porcelain man looked a little downcast in his smile.

Is An Yunnuan?

But why is he not happy at all?

No!

He trusts his instincts!

"Third brother, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" The second boy put away his excitement.

The porcelain man narrowed his eyes dangerously and replied: "No, I don't believe it! I trust my intuition!"
Chapter completed!