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Chapter 222: The Child Was Injured

"Pfft..." The cold sword pierced into the flesh. Xiang Tianmo took a few steps back and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

His lips trembled for a long time before he managed to utter two words, "Little boy..."

A smile appeared on the corner of the child's lips, his face turned pale, and the blood from his heart continued to flow down.

"Little boy...why?" Xiang Tianmo never expected that the boy would appear here, nor did he expect that the boy would block the sword for Feng Yuze.

"Uncle Mo, you can't hurt daddy. Mommy... will be sad, ahem..." The little boy said with difficulty, his little body slowly sliding down.

Feng Yuze quickly supported the fallen child, his eyes showed sadness and his lips trembled, "Why?"

Why do you want to block the sword for me? He really didn't understand, but his heart ached when he saw the child in front of him getting hurt for him.

"Ahem, because you are Xiaotong, Xiaotong's...father." Xiaotong said breathlessly, with a smile on his lips.

"Daddy... the little boy is so sleepy..." Yan Xiaotong said with difficulty, his eyelids slowly closing.

"No..." Xiang Tianmo yelled.

"Get out of here..." Feng Yuze didn't know where the strength came from and pushed Xiang Tianmo away. He hugged Yan Xiaotong and ran quickly outside the palace. He was telling himself in his heart that he couldn't let the child in front of him

Die, and why he calls him daddy.

Was it just because he was his father that he blocked the sword for him?

He didn't believe it. There must be something else. His head was confused for a while, and it was like a paste. At the same time, a red figure was engraved in his mind. Who was that person? He didn't know.

He knew that the main thing now was to treat the child in front of him, and he couldn't let him die.

Xiang Tianmo was still in shock. What was Xiaotong doing for? Did he really do something wrong?

Picking up the sword on the ground, Xiang Tianmo used Qinggong and left. He wanted to find Mu Qing. Mu Qing could save the child. As long as the child was okay, he should leave and go to do what the child had told him to do. At this moment, he could not forgive himself.

"Bastard..." Jun Ruoling's flowery face became distorted.

"Princess..." Shui'er shouted cautiously.

"That damn bitch actually lives in the palace like this. This princess is so angry."

The child has been staying in the palace since he was rescued, and the child has become the prince of the palace. However, he has been relying on Feng Yuze for the past month, so Feng Yuze and Jun Ruoling cannot be in contact with each other.

"Princess, don't be angry. Being so angry is not good for yourself, and that bitch will die soon." Shui'er said viciously.

"Damn it, brother Ze is so obsessed with him now." Jun Ruoling became angry when she thought of this.

Every time she went to see Brother Ze, that bitch always played tricks, causing pain here or there, so Brother Ze ignored her at all.

"Princess, how about we take advantage of the fact that the prince is not paying attention..." Shui'er made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"What do you mean? Don't you know that the prince sent Ming Tuan to his side to protect him? How could we have done this? What if the prince finds out?"

Jun Ruoling said angrily, if it hadn't been for that matter, she might have discussed it with Duan Fengxing.

But since that night, Duan Fengxing also left Fengcheng and went to Pingxi, and she didn't want to see that man again, let alone that man actually did such a thing to her.

Thinking of Jun Ruoling, a trace of bloodlust flashed in her eyes.


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