Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 889 Everything won't stop like this!
Lin Mingyang looked at this little thing with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be really similar to his own, Lin Mingyang hugged Xun'er high and said, you will definitely be a real man in the future.

Xun'er smiled happily, Lin Mingyang put Xun'er down, Xun'er suddenly asked Lin Mingyang very seriously, my mother and the queen have just left the palace, will the emperor look for us?

Lin Mingyang's face suddenly turned livid, as if dark clouds were weighing heavily on him, and the color in his eyes gradually darkened, please remember, you are my son, your surname is Lin, not Murong.

Murong's hatred didn't last for a day or two, but now this woman is either silent or crying because of Murong's gift.

Lin's and Murong's national hatred and family hatred are even more irreconcilable.

His eyes became darker and darker, and seeing his sudden turn of expression, Jun'er naturally knew that he had said something wrong.

He smiled awkwardly, and murmured softly, I got it.

Why did they leave the palace, the father is not the father?

This is very strange.

However, he is also sensitive, and naturally feels that the atmosphere is not right at the moment.

Then suddenly became much more well-behaved.

Lin Mingyang naturally also noticed the change in Xun'er, whether he was too fierce to him.

He never doubted that this little thing was not his son, but he was so certain that this was his and that woman's child.

He doesn't need any validation, he just says yes.

He loves that woman, loves her very much, and sees her as life, no, it should be said that she is more important than life, so this child is their memorial.

So he never doubted.

He knelt down, looked at Jun'er at the same level and said, child, don't talk about things in the palace from now on, lest she be sad.

His chin lifted to Yang Qingqing's sleeping position.

Jin'er nodded, yes, my mother was framed by bad guys and locked up in the cold palace. My sister and I waited for a long time to see my mother. When I saw my mother, I often cried secretly.

Lin Mingyang clenched his fist tightly, getting tighter and tighter. One day, he will get everything back.

His women will not be bullied in vain, and the dynasty will not be truly annihilated forever.

He concealed the resentment in his heart, and said to Ting'er gently, are you hungry?

When asked by him, Jin'er nodded vigorously, her stomach growling.

Lin Mingyang smiled lightly, took off a bundle from the horse's back, and took out an oiled paper bag from it. He untied the hemp rope stuck on it, and it contained crispy and delicious hibiscus cakes.

Xing'er stretched out her pink and tender little hand to grab it, but Lin Mingyang grabbed this little hand and said, "Look at you, how dirty it is."

As he spoke, he picked up the kettle and washed his little hands.

(End of this chapter)