"As long as people are not dead, they have to face things they dare not face."

"Anyway, I've thanked you very much. I can still love my daughter for a while. What's the point of blaming you?"

I thank you very much, Qin Mo thought.

"Where is her grave?"

"What grave?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows with a smile, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Qin Xiaoling was stunned and stared at Qin Mo in a daze.

Qin Mo smiled and said, "She is still alive and lives well."

Sanguan, dungeon.

Qin Yun sat on the haystack and was eating slowly.

During these days, she prayed every day, praying silently for the King of Qin Pao, hoping that he would make progress in Qin Sect smoothly, and wished Qin Sect to escape this disaster.

Qin Yun originally thought she was going to die soon.

After all, I and King Qin Pao have committed the crime of escape from prison.

But it's almost a month passed, but I'm not doing anything.

Not only that, Luoshen instead brought her delicious meals every day and helped her get clean pillows and quilts. If she had any requests, Luoshen would be as satisfied as possible.

Qin Yun was very strange.

Why are you getting better and better by yourself?

The door of the dungeon is open.

Qin Yun said without raising her head, "Okay, I don't need anything anymore, you guys should go to rest quickly."

At night, Luo Shen’s guards would come over to ask what else she needed.

Qin Yun gradually got used to this.

But she didn't hear an echo for a long time.

Suddenly, a shadow was shrouded in my body.

The familiar fragrance! Qin Yun was stunned and the chopsticks in her hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

She slowly raised her head stiffly and saw the familiar face in front of her. She couldn't help but turn red and stare at her blankly.

It's like a dream.

Qin Yun suddenly rushed into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly.

She burst into tears like a baby, and she had to hug her tightly. She knew that there were dreams in front of her. If she didn't hug her tightly now, the dream would disappear in a while, and she would probably not have to hug her.

Qin Xiaoling gently stroked her daughter's head, and murmured even more, "You have suffered, you have suffered."

The scene of the mother and son meeting was very warm.

In the dark corner, Qin Mo's figure stood there lonely. He just took a look and didn't dare to look at it anymore.

He turned around and was about to escape.

"Stay here, mom makes egg noodles for you two."

Qin Xiaoling's crying voice came from behind.

Qin Mo stopped suddenly.

His eyes gradually became wet.
Chapter completed!