After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

Above the imperial city, trumpets sounded and drums beat to the sky.

Amid the shouts and cheers of his soldiers, Tuoba Jin cut off the heads of cattle and sheep and presented them on the altar.

Xiao Linglang sat in the sedan chair with tears in her eyes, while Zhao leaned on her lap, hugged her and begged her.

"Mother...Mother...please take care of Zhao Zhao. Zhao Zhao, be good~"

Xiao Linglang raised her hand to wipe away her tears, pursed her lips gently, and softly rejected the milk ball, "Zhao Zhao is still young. When Zhao Zhao grows up, he can go with mother. It's hard outside, and mother can't bear to let our Zhao Zhao suffer."

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter. Father and mother are here... Father said Zhaozhao has grown up! Mother can't say Zhaozhao is young." Zhaozhao said anxiously.

Xiao Linglang touched the two little bumps on top of Zhao's head.

He bent down and kissed Naituanzi on the forehead. Naituanzi's big eyes sparkled and he immediately buried his face shyly. Although he was shy, he still kept yelling.

Xiao Linglang's love for the little boy was so great that it almost overflowed from her eyes. She gently patted the little guy's back and sighed in her heart, "How could the baby be so adorable?"

"Zhao Zhao... um..." Xiao Linglang didn't know how to explain this to Naituanzi for a moment, "Father wants to protect Zhao Zhao and children like Zhao Zhao so that you can grow up happily. It will be very hard and dangerous for him. Queen Mother is going to take care of your father."

"But Zhao Zhao... Zhao Zhao is very well behaved." Zhao Zhao pouted and hugged Xiao Linglang tightly.

"Of course, my mother knows that Zhao Zhao is well behaved, and my father and mother are reluctant to let Zhao Zhao go, but it is very dangerous there, how can my father and mother bear to let Zhao Zhao go?"

Xiao Linglang took the handkerchief and wiped off the little pearls for Zhao Zhao. Looking at the red eyes of the little girl, her own eyes felt hot again.

After talking for a while, the sacrifice was about to end, and Yang Qingwan got on the carriage to take Zhao away.

The little guy tugged at Xiao Linglang's skirt and was unwilling to let go, looking at her with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Linglang covered her mouth and tried her best to control her emotions so as not to make the little girl cry out loud.

"Mother, Zhaozhao... Zhaozhao has something else... to say." Seeing that Xiao Linglang really didn't want to take her with her, Zhaozhao stopped making a fuss. She had already been scolded by her father, so she wanted to see if her mother could hide her secretly.

Normally, if the father disapproved, the mother would just say it and it would be okay. But this time, the mother stood on the side of the father, and she was a little angry.

Zhao twisted and turned in Yang Qingwan's hands, "Grandfather, you...you let me go first...I'll tell mother..."

Yang Qingwan raised her eyes to look at her daughter with red eyes, and only let go when she nodded.

Xiao Linglang came over and squatted in front of Zhao Zhao, "What does Zhao Zhao want to tell the Queen Mother?"

The little fellow puffed out his cheeks and said in a baby voice, "Mother, Zhao Zhao is not going. Can you and father not bring Zhao Zhao back a brother? Zhao Zhao doesn't want a brother."

"what……?"

Xiao Linglang was choked and her face flushed. She thought that Milk Ball was talking about something related to her father, but she didn't expect her to be so...

Yang Qingwan snatched Zhao back and covered the little guy's mouth. It seems that she has to avoid children who can speak from now on. This little thing can already understand and learn to talk.

"Linglang, mother has taken Zhaozhao away. Take good care of yourself. Mother will take good care of Zhaozhao."

After saying this, he hurriedly got off the carriage holding Zhao.

In the carriage, Xiao Linglang rubbed her nose angrily. Even though there was no one in the carriage, she still rubbed her hands awkwardly and cleared her cough twice.

After a moment, Xiao Linglang heard the sound of wheels rolling over the ground, and the carriage slowly moved.

She sat next to the car window, and when the wind blew, she just happened to lift up the car curtain, lifted a corner and looked through the gap.

Both sides of the avenue were crowded with people seeing the cavalry off.

Xiao Linglang couldn't tell what she was feeling deep down.

As the crowd gathered and moved out of the royal court, Xiao Linglang turned around to look at the city gate, feeling worried.