The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

What's more, Lord ChiYan looks very gentle and good. Otherwise, Mubing would not trust him so much. If they could accept him, they would be OK. Why should they interfere?

"Mother, I can't accept it."

Laotaijun affirmed, but the owner of Mu family opposed, "mother, Mubing is the only child of our Mu family. If he and a man once again, how can he inherit our Mu family in the future?"

"You're not to blame?"

Old Tai Jun knocked the crutch on his hand heavily. "If you had not married one in the East and one in the west, Bingran's mother would not have died of anger from you. It's good that you've married so many concubines, let alone sons. After so many years, you can't even have a daughter! "

Lao Taijun taught his son that naturally no one dared to intervene. Mu Tianlin was said to be silent by Lao Taijun, but Lao Taijun seemed to be addicted to it. He said, "if you can be more competitive, our Mu family will not go down day by day. Now my great grandson is not easy to come back, but you dare to tell me what to do. Do you have that qualification?"

He can't even give birth to a son. He really doesn't have the right to say anything else, but

Mu Tianlin snorted coldly and walked away.

He said, but his old mother, but also absolutely will not agree, Mubing and that red flame together!

Looking at Mu Tianlin leaving, the old lady ignored him, holding Mu Bing's hand, and continued, "don't worry about your grandfather. He doesn't have the ability, and he wants to block the fate of the younger generation. As long as I live, he will never be allowed to mess around. You two are good, and your great grandmother will support you in everything."

"... thank you, great grandmother."

Mubing was not used to laotaijun's enthusiasm, so he simply changed the topic, "my great grandmother, I don't know where I live with ChiYan..."

"After getting the letter from your majesty, my great grandmother asked them to clean it up overnight. You live in the house where your mother lived before she went out."

Old Tai Jun's eyes, showing a touch of light emotion, "just that the room is your mother's legacy, you go to have a look."

His mother?

Hearing this word, Mu Bing's eyelashes trembled.

In his memory, there is no memory of his mother, not even his father.

Since he can remember, he has been wandering in the street, and there is no shelter. He can only wander under the eaves of shops and in the deserted temples. Later, he met the beginning of Qilian. Qilian had the ability to play tricks and tricks. With Qilian, his life gradually became better, but he was still displaced.

Later, qilianchu left the imperial capital, and he was picked up by the former priest. His memory changed from the familiar cold and hunger to endless nightmares

Mubing shivers and tries to pull herself out of the abyss of nightmare. Looking up, they have been led to mubingran's house by the housekeeper. The housekeeper respectfully says, "young master, red flame Lord, this is the boudoir of the first lady."

"Let's go."

Red flame looks at Mu Bing's hesitant appearance and reaches out to him. There is a faint hope on her gentle face. "I'm curious about your mother's bedroom."

He could see that Mubing was afraid,