Chapter 31

Imperial Sword Palace:

Tian Nuo returned to the palace with a heavy heart.

"Young master, why did you come back? The lord and madam are waiting anxiously." Xiao Jia came over, the lord and madam had asked many times, because Tian Nuo had never come back so late before, seeing his expression was not very good : "Master, what's the matter with you? What happened?" After following him for so long, I have never seen the young master like this.

"It's okay, Xiaojia, you go down first!" Tian Nuo said lightly, his eyes looked ahead, his footsteps did not stop, and he came to the flower hall in a blink of an eye, where Dong Hao, Shan Rou and Tian Qi were all sitting there waiting for him to come back .

"Tiannuo, you're back!" Shanrou greeted her and let out a long breath of relief.

"Mother" Tiannuo looked at the kind-hearted mother, and called out apologetically: "I made you worry!" After speaking, he hugged Shanrou, tears rolled in his eyes, compared to Xiaoxiang, I don't know how many times happier than her After all, as soon as I get home, I can call my mother happily. No matter where I am, there are family members who are worried about him, and family members are worried about him, but what about Xiaoxiang... Thinking of this, I think of that miserable sister who has never met , Tian Nuo, who never shed tears, couldn't stop shedding tears.

"Tiannuo, what's the matter with you?" Shanrou patted Tiannuo's shoulder, his son was strong and rarely shed tears, and when she heard his crying, something must have happened.

"Tiannuo, what's the matter with you?" Dong Hao, who played the role of strict father at this time, couldn't help asking.

Tian Nuo let go of Shanrou, wiped his tears and said, "Mother, I'm fine, I've been staying in the palace all this time, and I've made you worry."

"Stupid boy, are you crying over such a trivial matter?" Shanrou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said dotingly.

"Mother, no," Tian Nuo said, should he tell them about Xiaoxiang at this time, Tian Nuo is still hesitating, after all, he hasn't found Xiaoxiang yet.

"Tiannuo, what's the matter with you?" Looking at her preoccupied son, Shanrou asked nervously.

Tian Nuo looked at the kindness on his mother's face, and made up his mind to tell the truth, Xiaoxiang had suffered enough, no matter what, the whole family tried to find her together: "Mom, I have something important to tell you. "Tiannuo wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and with a serious expression on his face, he helped Shanrou to the chair and sat down: "Mother, sit down first, and my son will talk to you slowly."

Dong Hao's complexion was not good. Seeing Tiannuo being so close to his mother, he didn't seem to see him. He can't blame his son. Shanrou has been taking care of the family for so many years. He has been busy outside for many years. He sighed, sat down, and waited for Tian Nuo to say that important thing.

Tian Nuo straightened his thoughts, held the painting in his hands tightly with both hands, looked at the expressions of the three people, gritted his teeth and said: "Father, mother, Tianqi, please take a look at this painting first. "As soon as I loosened my fingers, the painting slid down, and it was a standard picture of a beauty.

"Xiaoxian" Dong Hao and Shanrou's first reaction was Dong Xian, who walked to the painting and looked at it carefully.

"Aunt" Tianqi couldn't help calling out.

Tian Nuo looked at them with the same expression as his back then: "This is not my aunt."

"Yes, it's not Xiaoxian, the woman in this painting is only about ten or nineteen years old." Shanrou shook her head, straightened up and looked at Tian Nuo: "Tian Nuo, tell mother, who is this?" Like jumping out of the throat.

"The woman in this painting is Xiaoxiang." Tian Nuo breathed a sigh of relief after speaking.

Shanrou took a few steps back and almost fell down. Dong Hao supported her, and his face was full of doubts.

Shan Rou came to her senses and grabbed Tian Nuo's wrist: "Tian Nuo, you said this is Xiao Xiang, is it your sister Xiao Xiang? Is it really her?" Tears had already wet her eyes, and she asked in disbelief. The portrait of the daughter who has been looking forward to for 18 years is now close in front of her eyes.

Dong Hao also looked at Tian Nuo with surprise on his face, full of doubts in his heart, how could Xiao Xiang look like Xiao Xian?
Tianqi was as surprised as Dong Hao and the others, staring at the painting obsessively, waiting for Tian Nuo's answer.

"That's right, she is Dong Xiaoxiang, mother, she is the Dong Xiaoxiang you have been looking forward to for 18 years!" Thinking of Xiaoxiang's suffering, I can't help feeling distressed.

Shanrou tremblingly held the painting, put it on the table, carefully touched Xiaoxiang's face in the painting, tears dripped on the painting, and printed a black spot: "Is it really my hard-fated daughter? "

Dong Hao also lowered his head, his heart was full of guilt towards Xiaoxiang, he owed Xiaoxiang too much.

Shanrou suddenly remembered something, and ran to Tian Nuo, took Tian Nuo's hand and said, "Tian Nuo, tell mother quickly, where is Xiaoxiang? Where is your sister Xiaoxiang?"

Dong Hao pulled Shanrou from behind: "Shanrou, calm down and listen to Tiannuo slowly." He helped Shanrou to the chair and sat down, and sat beside him.

Shan Rou gasped for breath, tears flowed down like broken pearls.

"Mother, Xiaoxiang has come to the capital, but I don't know where she is?" Tian Nuo said with a sigh.

"Then where did she go? She came to the capital, why didn't she come to see us, why?" Shanrou couldn't control herself at all, stood up from the chair, and said excitedly.

"Shanrou, calm down, don't do this." Dong Hao said while supporting Shanrou
"I can't calm down, I'm going to find my daughter, I'm going to find my poor daughter, don't stop me." Shanrou rushed out excitedly.

Dong Hao held her tightly: "Shanrou, it's already midnight, where are you going to find her, please calm down first, calm down, okay? I'll take someone to find her tomorrow, you sit down first, calm down."

"Prince" Shanrou cried, her voice was hoarse, "Xiaoxiang is a weak woman, she is alone in the capital, I am really worried, you must find her, you must find her. "While speaking, he grabbed Dong Hao's clothes tightly.

Dong Hao nodded vigorously: "I will, I will, I will definitely find our daughter."

"Tiannuo, where did you get this painting?" Tianqi looked at the painting and asked Tiannuo. Compared to his mother, he seemed very calm.

Shanrou reacted: "Yes, Tiannuo, where did your painting come from? Will she know where Xiaoxiang is?"

"Mother, the painting was drawn by Concubine Yu, but she doesn't know where Xiaoxiang is." Tian Nuo replied, thinking of Concubine Yu, he felt a little warm in his heart, and thought of his sister who was once lonely and helpless and took care of her.

"Concubine Yu, that's right, Concubine Yu is from Mongolia." Dong Hao nodded, then remembered, and slapped himself on the head: "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Tiannuo, tell your mother everything about Xiaoxiang, hurry up??????" Shanrou grabbed Tiannuo's wrist forcefully, she wanted to know about Xiaoxiang's life in the past 18 years.

"Mother, listen to me slowly." Tian Nuo nodded, biting his lip, "Aunt Lan passed away due to a serious illness when Xiaoxiang was 15 years old..."

(End of this chapter)

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