Xiao Ninglan smiled slightly, and the smile on his handsome face was as bright as the clouds breaking through the sunrise. He dropped the sword in his hand and ran towards Yan Xiaoyu.
Yan Xiaoyu threw herself into his arms. She rubbed her cheek gently in his arms and smelled the strong smell of blood on his body. She frowned and raised her head, "You killed someone again?"
Xiao Ninglan shook her head and pulled her into the house, "No, I just went down the mountain to escape debt. Why did you come out of the secret room? It's not safe outside..."
Yan Xiaoyu's face was solemn, and she gently took her hand out of his, "Yunduo, they threw me off the cliff, how could I stay in the secret room?"
Xiao Ninglan paused. He looked back at her, held her tightly in his arms, pursed his thin lips for a long time, and softly uttered three words, "I'm sorry."
"I want you to take me down the mountain. Can we go find Yunduo under the cliff? Maybe she is not dead, maybe she was saved by some outsider, or maybe she got hung up on a branch. Ning Lan, I always feel
She is not dead yet, she will not die, she is less than one year old, such a strong little life, she will not die!" Yan Xiaoyu suddenly burst into tears, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.
fall.
Xiao Ninglan frowned and raised his hand to wipe her tears. He just looked at her without saying a word.
Yan Xiaoyu cried even harder, and she shook his arm, "Please take me down the mountain, please? Let's go find Yun Duo, she's still waiting for us to save her..."
Xiao Ninglan finally spoke, and he called her name heavily, "Xiaoyu!"
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him with choked sobs, her red eyes indicating that she had been crying for a long time. Xiao Ninglan sighed again, and he took out a broken swaddling clothes from his sleeve, with blood stains on it.
Yan Xiaoyu was stunned there, with tears in her eyes. She recognized that it was Yun Duo's swaddling clothes, with auspicious cloud patterns on it, and a golden background. No one here would use swaddling clothes of this color again...
She reached out and took the rag in Xiao Ninglan's hand, her tears falling on the broken steps. Xiao Ninglan held her hand and said in a low voice, "I have gone down the mountain to look for this piece of cloth. I found it among the wolves...
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Yan Xiaoyu suddenly burst into tears again. She shook her head and tears fell. She kept backing up and shouted crazily, "No, no, Yunduo won't die, she won't,"
She is so young, how could she die?"
Xiao Ninglan didn't speak, she just turned her head to one side.
Yan Xiaoyu cried so hard that she could hardly breathe. Her tearful eyes looked at him for a moment, then she suddenly turned around and ran down the mountain, "I want to find Yunduo, she is not dead, not dead!"
She ran very fast, tears flying in the wind. When Xiao Ninglan turned to look at her, she had already run very far. Because she had not eaten or drank for several days, her thin figure was almost blown away by the wind. Xiao Ninglan's heart
When there was pain, he shouted, "Xiaoyu!"
He stepped forward quickly and grabbed Yan Xiaoyu's arm. She struggled and cried, "Let me go, I want to find Yunduo. She is my child, mine..."
She spoke very strongly and looked at Xiao Ninglan with some reproach. Xiao Ninglan took a big breath, grabbed her arm hard, and she fell back into his arms. He hugged her forcefully and said in a cold voice, "
Calm down, the cloud is dead, dead!"
Yan Xiaoyu cried hoarsely. She collapsed in his arms, beating his chest with her little hands, "You lied, Yun Duo can't even speak, how could she die? No, no..."
Xiao Ninglan rubbed her hard in her arms, gritted her teeth and said, "Yu'er, you must accept the reality and the blow. She is dead, but we must still live well!"
Yan Xiaoyu finally stopped struggling. She allowed Xiao Ninglan to carry her into the house. She leaned on him tightly and refused to let him leave even a step.
After a long time, Xiao Ninglan touched her hot forehead and frowned, "Yu'er, you have a fever. We can't stay on the mountain anymore. We have to go down the mountain and go straight to Peach Blossom Island. If we don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late."
"No, I don't want to leave. I want to wait for Yunduo here. If she is rescued by a kind person, she will come back." Yan Xiaoyu closed her eyes and felt weak.
Xiao Ninglan frowned. He pulled her body and made her face him. His voice was urgent but cold, "Have you forgotten? You forgot that we only have one year. You forgot that we are going to Peach Blossom Island."
Give birth to a child of our own?”
Yan Xiaoyu was confused for a moment, then looked at Xiao Ninglan blankly, her soft red lips trembling, "One year, Peach Blossom Island, our own child?"
Her voice was like a cassette. She paused for a while, then shook her head with a pale face, "No, I have to wait for Yunduo here. She won't be able to find me when she comes back. I am her mother, and I have to take care of her..."
Xiao Ninglan's sigh was inaudible. He put down his hand and frowned solemnly, "Okay, let's stay here and wait for Yunduo. I will also see what they can do to Xiliang within a year!"
Yan Xiaoyu's confused eyes fell on Xiao Ninglan's face. She stroked his cheek gently, her soft lips trembling, "Ning Lan, I'm sorry for you. I'm afraid you won't be peaceful even in this last year."
Xiao Ninglan smiled bitterly, and he reached out to hold the small hand on his cheek, "Since I fell in love with you, I am destined to never be peaceful in my life."
Yan Xiaoyu smiled, with tears still hanging on her cheeks. She tilted her head, "What should we do? Should we go down the mountain and look for Wei Jinhan?"
Xiao Ninglan shook her head, "No, we don't need to look for him, he will come to us by himself, and now Yun Ziyou has forced the Wei family into desperation!"
"Then what should we do now?" Yan Xiaoyu looked a little dazed and withdrew her hand from Xiao Ninglan's cheek.
"We can't take any action now, otherwise, whether we are helping Yun Ziyou or Wei Jinhan, they will all fall into someone else's trick!" Xiao Ninglan looked at Yan Xiaoyu steadily, her phoenix eyes regained their former look, as if he was a new person again.
His Royal Highness, the strategist, has everything under control.
"Ziyou will not kill his own daughter, we should be able to, believe Ziyou!" Yan Xiaoyu said carefully, her starry eyes flickered, and she already had an idea in her heart.
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PS: I’m going back to my hometown tomorrow. Dear friends, please forgive me for the slow speed of the recent update. I will update it when I get back. Thank you for your understanding!