Bai Ye smiled and said, "Didn't you want to collect herbs to save your son? Why are you still following us?"
Lan Cang and her knew it well that this guy was definitely weird!
The people who are eager to collect herbs and save their children, who are still following them so despicable after they get on this island, absolutely have another purpose.
"I was about to ask the girl, after picking the medicinal herbs, would I still wait for you here?"
Ou Zhan immediately knew that he had revealed his flaws, but now he had no other way, so he had to bite the bullet and talk nonsense.
"Isn't this nonsense? If you are not waiting here, do you want to swim back to the other side by yourself? If you want, no one will mind!"
Bai Ye ignored him and explained hurriedly, winked in the direction of Lancang, and the two of them strode towards the building in the center of the island, one in front and one behind.
Ou Zhan was gasping heavily, and while wiping his sweat, he looked at their figures leaving, and curled up the corners of his lips viciously.
The two walked to the ornately decorated building.
Bai Ye carefully pushed open the heavy door, and there was no one inside, and there was nothing in the hall.
She walked in first and was surprised to remember the holy temple she had practiced in the branch hall before. The furnishings and layouts were exactly the same as here.
Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the two of them carefully searched around the room.
A pair of bowls and chopsticks, a dish plate, a dry pot, a scoop of water, and a few old white clothes.
Apart from these things, they didn't even find a single figure.
Bai Ye walked down the stairs in dismay, scanned the empty room in disappointment, muttering to himself: "Mom...where are you...where are you?"
"Who are you!"
At this moment, a crisp sound as warm as the hot springs of the hot spring suddenly rang out of the door.
Bai Ye, who was facing away from the door, was stunned in shock. The blood in his body seemed to have solidified, and his slender shoulders were trembling faintly, unable to control them.
At this moment, she was so afraid that she would look back, so afraid that she would not see the face she wanted to see.
"It's really you!" Lan Cang looked at the woman in front of him in a daze. The scene in front of him coincided with everything in the past, and seemed to have returned to the past.
The prince lost control of his emotions for the first time and almost rushed over. His two big hands held Yun Zhongxian's thin shoulders.
He even trembled with a slight breath: "Finally... I finally saw you again."
She looked at Lan Cang's face and felt familiar. More than ten years of isolation made her memories of the past blurry and it was difficult to digest for a while.
Without any scruples, Lan Cang pulled his clothes and turned around. A scar as big as a palm appeared on his strong back.
"Did you forget that you are a ruthless woman when you get old? When you picked me up, I was being chased by several gangs of people and almost went to see God. Do you still remember this?" He almost yelled.
In an instant, Love suddenly realized, and the blurry fragments in his mind were pieced together and gradually became clear, and he stretched out his slender hand tremblingly.
Her warm right palm stroked Lan Cang's handsome face, rubbed it gently lovingly, and comfort flashed with a smile.
"Lan Cang? That's right, you are Cang'er... I didn't expect that they were so old, and I didn't expect that... I could see you again..."
"Master..." Lan Cang knelt down and directly wrapped his arms around her waist.
He was as unruly as him, but at this moment he was buried in Love's arms and shed tears silently.
That's right, the prince is the apprentice taken by Yun Zhongxian in private, and it is also for one.