The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 297

"I heard that you are practicing sword with the prince in the garden."

Of course, it was just a wooden sword. Although Nan Gongzheng was indifferent, he cared about the child very much.

She held up her skirt and didn't even want Xiaohong to accompany her. She stubbornly walked all the way forward, tears fell silently, the scenery of the palace seemed to have never changed, all the way back.

Memory is like a trapped beast.

Now, the trapped beast is free.

She was out of breath, standing in the back garden, looking at the two figures, one big and one small in front of her, her chest was heaving and rising.

Nangong Zheng stopped what he was doing, and when he heard her footsteps, he was about to turn around.

"I miss you."

Anxious, flustered, uncertain, unbelievable voices containing various complex emotions came from behind him.

Following the voice seared in his memory, he turned his head slowly and unbelievably.

Time stands still at this moment.

He thought his heart had stopped beating.

What?What is she saying?
"Nangong Zheng, I remember you, and I also remember myself." She couldn't move forward a step, her whole body was stiff but fragile, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

He was slightly startled, in disbelief, he didn't even feel that Nangong Xing beside him was pulling his shirt.It seemed that his mind went blank.

"Did you hear me! I said I'm back, Su Min is back! Why don't you speak, you don't want me anymore! No, you can't let me go, you can't let me go, did you hear me?" She cried even harder Seeing Su Min crying so miserably, Nan Gongzheng felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart.

These seem to be true, although it is hard to believe, but they are true.

He no longer expected it.

Today, it has been six and a half years since he completely lost Su Min.He didn't know whether he should say it or not, it was too long, and whether he should say it or not was the last miracle.

He could also hear his own voice, and there was some trembling in his laughter. "You're both the child's mother, are you still so fussy?" He strode forward and hugged her in his arms, that was the excitement of finding it again.

"Okay, it turns out that you have been plotting against me from the beginning to the end." She suddenly realized. "Are you trying to make me panic?"

For some reason, midnight dreamed back some fragmentary images, until today she suddenly remembered all of them, her heart was a little flustered, a little angry, a little unwilling, but also mixed with a little moist and sweet warmth.

"It's great, I woke up, and you are still by my side." With a choked voice, she silently held his hand, unable to describe her emotions at the moment.

"Wrong, there is still Xing'er by my side." His expression softened, and the excitement in his heart had not receded. He pulled Xing'er to let her clearly see the existence of this child.

"I know." Su Min smiled, but Xing'er couldn't figure out why the queen mother was crying and laughing at the same time.The relationship between father and mother is good enough, he doesn't doubt it.

"Now that we have a child, there will be a second one and a third one in the future..." He covered her cheek with a very calm tone, as if comforting her newly revived soul.

"I'll never leave again, okay?" She leaned against his chest with tears in her smile, and the tears rolled down the corners of her mouth, some salty and some sweet.

"Of course you are not allowed to leave. Our family must be together at all times. This is an agreement between you and me, and no one can break the rules." Nangong Zheng said domineeringly, kissed her lips, and the huge stone in his heart, Landed completely at this moment.

If you knew this result from the beginning, ten years would not feel like a long time.

"I love you, you know it." She didn't want to waste time, she wanted to say this sentence that she had kept on her heart for many years, the reason why she would not be afraid of jumping off the cliff alone, was these three words.

She didn't hope that she would never have the chance to tell him in this life.

"Me too." His handsome face pressed against her tender skin, slowly stroking it, and the torrent in his heart was rushing, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.

"I love you too, Min'er."

His thin lips, with the hot temperature of May, were attached to her petal-like pink lips. He hoped to see her happy, but this kind of happiness can only be given to her by him.

Forgot to tell her, Imperial Physician Lin reminded him that this time, Su Min's belly is a pair of twin flowers.

Needless to say now, it's better to give her a surprise when the time comes.

Adding a pair of cute little princesses, how lively it will be, he can imagine it almost as soon as he closes his eyes.

In his life, he will never be alone again.

This woman spent her whole life loving him and redeeming him.

"Father and queen, there are many people watching." He is a child, of course he doesn't care, but isn't an adult's face thinner?It's okay for him to hug and kiss in the back garden grandly, but there are many court ladies and palace people passing by, is this really okay?

It seems that no one cares about him.

Nangong Xing sighed softly, forget it, the whole dynasty knows how much love there is between father and mother, so there is only one empress in this harem, and there are no extra women to make the mother angry and sad.

He picked up the wooden sword on the ground, not to bother his parents, and smiled. Anyway, he will have younger siblings to accompany him soon. He has to learn martial arts well first, and then he can protect his younger siblings. Great.

In May, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, falling on every corner of the dynasty.

If the sky is loving, the sky is also old.

The door was kicked open suddenly.

The other party should be a very powerful person.

Then, he faintly looked in the direction of the door, but his eyes were already slack, and he couldn't feel any light.

He always thought that it was still dark.

All the time, it won't light up...

The ear is very quiet, but very noisy.

This man, this man who tied his hands and pressed on him, was too heavy, like a mountain, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

He couldn't breathe like this, he just died like this, it's okay...

"Bastard!" With an extremely gloomy and extremely angry roar, blood flashed across his eyes, and the warm blood penetrated from the shoulder blades of the man on his body and completely splashed on his face.

This red liquid seemed to be too hot, as if it was about to burn and destroy his face.

That's right, he shouldn't have such an appearance, he shouldn't have such a face, otherwise, he wouldn't let the living self be so hard and sad...

Then, he saw who kicked off the man who kept begging for mercy, whose black boots stepped heavily on that man's hand, causing the man's hand bone to break immediately, and the whole room was filled with screams of pain to death.

The man was vulnerable in front of the man in black, and soon passed out from the pain.

Who else pulled him up, cut off the rope in his hand with a sharp sword, took off the black cloak on his body, put it on him, and supported him to the outside of the house.

He was barefoot, walking on the cold ground, so cold.It was just a cloak, which could not keep out the cold at all. The man stopped, as if he had discovered the reason for his trembling.

He bent down and motioned him to carry him on his back. He was stunned for a while, but before he could do anything, he somehow climbed onto the man's shoulder and leaned against his back.

"Tong, don't worry, I'll take you away." The man paused, and his low voice sounded. His voice sounded calm, but he couldn't hide the turmoil in his heart. "In the future, this kind of thing will never happen again, trust me."

"..."

He shook his head, nodded again, his hands were hanging down, unable to hook the man's neck, and he closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to see clearly how cold and dark this winter night was.

This person, take him into the carriage, although the carriage is small, it has everything you need.With a warm stove, clean tea, and thick quilts, he no longer has to be afraid of the cold nights. It seems that his dusty heart should have been melted long ago.

It was only when he stuffed himself into the quilt that he realized that he was too easily lured away. He didn't even see clearly what this masked man looked like.

Although he didn't know whether he was ugly or upright, he couldn't help but believe that this person was a hero who came to save him from the fire and water.His back is very broad, his shoulders are very strong, and the breath on his body seems to make people feel stable...

No matter how good-looking a person is, he will have a broken heart just like that man.

No matter how good-looking a person is, just like himself, he is weakly bent by fate and can only succumb.

Therefore, he would rather that the masked warrior had a rough face when he took off the black veil, so that he would not have to doubt whether he had some intentions.

However, the facts disappointed him.

What he saw was even more handsome than Mo Di's manly face, animal heart and clothes. However, Mo Di was too violent and frivolous, but this man did not have such a temperament. When he looked at himself, there was no unbearable blazing in his eyes And greedy, rather.Those black eyes were cold, indifferent, and calm.

Also, the next moment of anger.

The anger in his eyes quickly disappeared and turned into a kind of unfathomable and cruel.

"We can't let Mo Di die now, but you have to believe that within a year, he will definitely go to hell." The cruelty of this man seems to be innate. As ruthless and cold-blooded as breaking the opponent's neck.

What he said did not make people feel suspicious.

"You." He frowned slightly. Every day in a foreign country was uneasy, walking on thin ice, saying that he was a proton, but a noble prisoner. In that place, he not only lost his freedom, but also lost his ……self.

The man's dark eyes sank, and the black eyes suddenly received a sharp pain. "Don't you even have an impression of me?"

He looked at this man with a cold tone, who had nothing to do with kindness, tightly pulling the corner of the quilt on his body, and suddenly became silent.

The man wanted to touch him, but he shrank back and leaned against the wall of the car, with strange colors shining in his eyes.He could only put down his hands and clenched his fists in his cuffs with a solemn expression. "You have been drifting away all these years, and it really hurts you."

(End of this chapter)