He was afraid, afraid that Mu Ran would discover his filth.
Afraid that Mu Ran looked at him with fearful eyes.
Afraid that Mu Ran would look at him with disgust.
Mu Ran did not respond to his begging humble tone, and was still walking towards the mad woman step by step.
Si Ming's body froze in place, and the cold air penetrated into his body along the sleeves, as if a needle was poking him, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow
Si Ming clenched his fists tightly, and there was a very obvious irritability on his handsome face.
The shadow guard was too scared to move.
Why does the young master have such an expression?
Could it be that ghost is walking towards him?
If he finds out what the young master has done and hates the young masterthen, the young master will go crazy!
The shadow guard gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed viciously, and he raised his hand to kill the woman he was kidnapping.
But there was a cold voice in my ear: "Wait a minute."
The shadow guard paused, his eyes widened.
A white figure appeared in front of him little by little, and it actually appeared in front of his eyes!
For the first time in such a long time, he saw that ethereal ghost.
Si Ming was also stunned.
What brother just said is wait a minute?
The restless mood calmed down a little bit.
Si Ming clenched his clenched fists, a little anticipation inevitably rose in his heart.
What if my brother doesn't blame him?
Mu Ran stopped and looked at the woman in front of him.
The woman stared bitterly.
She glared at Mu Ran, the hatred in her eyes almost turned into substance.
Mu Ran bent her lips, and a faint smile rose from the corner of her lips: "Go to hell, crazy woman."
Si Ming and the shadow guard were stunned by a light and fluffy sentence.
Si Ming's heart soared with extreme joy, while the shadow guard was a little apprehensive.
How could this jade-like son in front of him say such terrible words?
When the woman heard this, she struggled violently, her expression twisted.
Mu Ran withdrew his gaze, turned around, and looked at Si Ming with tenderness in his eyes.
The purpose of his doing this is to let Si Ming know clearly whose side he is on.
Mu Ran squinted his eyes, looking at the smile on his child's face, which was exactly the same as when he was a child.
He was never a nice guy.
Anyone who endangers him and his lover deserves to die.
forgive?
Hearing these two words, he felt sick.
?He easily killed his lover's mother, leaving his family members wondering whether he was dead or alive.
Tortured a child for up to four years.
Just want to be forgiven for the three years of giving?
Where can there be such a good dream for you.
Heh, spicy chicken.
"Brother!" Si Ming shouted loudly, his little face was full of joy.
"Yeah." Mu Ran smiled softly, raised his hand slightly and rubbed the child's head, "Tsk, why did you grow taller again?"
Si Ming smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Brother, I will grow taller"
Mu Ran raised his eyebrows, and muttered: "Smelly child."
**
The emperor's health is getting worse and worse.
To be precise, the palace has long been dominated by Si Ming.
No one noticed that there were a lot less people in the palace, and a lot more people,
Si Ming ascended the throne logically.
Si Qing still dragged his sickly body.
His illness cannot be cured in his lifetime, but he will never die in his lifetime.
He stayed in the palace without fighting or snatching, and would come to "harass" Mu Ran and Si Ming from time to time.
As time passed, Si Qing finally waited until Si Ming died. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com