Huangluo Kyushu

This is a continuation of the original chapter, because I have been busy with professional classes for the past few days, and I just fell in love with reading manga. The manga I read recently is called Extreme Fear. ah

This is what I thought of when discussing the plot with others when I was editing the article~~~

In fact, I already felt that something was wrong. Let’s say that although Mrs. Jinyan passed away, Lord Gong couldn’t die in less than three months because of this, so I thought of this question. Han is not his biological son? Double whammy, absolutely.

So Prince Gong probably felt like he was pissed off... With this kind of brain hole, I want to write about what happened at that time

A faint cry made Mo Hantian's face glow with brilliance, but what the old nanny said after that made him stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

"My lord, concubine lotus, she's gone..."

Mo Hantian was stunned for a long time before he regained his sanity. He rushed into the delivery room and came to Mrs. Jin Yan's side.

Trembling hands caressed Mrs. Jin Yan's pale face. Is his wife still so beautiful or the beauty that made him fall in love at first sight?

The slender fingers stop between the black hair with infinite attachment

"Jiner"

"My lord..." The mother on the side handed the wrapped baby to Mo Hantian's eyes

Mo Hantian took the child handed to him by the servant and murmured, "Jin'er, look, this is our child, our Mo Lian, why don't you open your eyes and take a look at him?"

"My lord, I would like to express my condolences to Concubine Lian, who has already gone."

But no matter how those people tried to persuade Mo Hantian, he just ignored the baby in his arms and silently called his beloved wife

"Jiner"

"Jiner"

The call seemed to melt into the flesh and blood of a person, and also seemed to plunge into the heart of Princess Gong who entered later.

Husband, husband, we grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Why did we become like this because of an orphan girl from the Western Regions? Do you really love her that way? Don’t you remember me? Don’t you remember your promise?

"Husband"

Liu Qingyan calls Mo Han, who is also crazy, but there is no sign of her in the man's eyes

Liu Qingyan looked at him silently for a while, turned and left without looking back.

"Mother, mother, what's the matter, my father told me earlier that I was going to have a younger brother, why don't I see my father and younger brother now?"

However, the five-year-old child's face is immature and delicate. Liu Qingyan hugged her son in her arms without saying a word.

Xiao Han, I only have you

i only have you

As if aware of his mother's unhappiness, Mo Han snuggled into her arms docilely, and comforted her in a childlike voice, "Mother, don't be sad, I don't want my brother anymore, I don't want my brother anymore."

Mo Hantian hugged Mo Lian and sat in front of Mrs. Jinyan's couch all night. He didn't have any intention of coaxing his little son, who seemed weak even when he was crying, but just stared at Mo Jinyan's little rain who couldn't bear to see the red eyes. The little girl took Mo Lian from Mo Hantian's hands and softly coaxed the young master who was born deficient.

Mrs. Jinyan's funeral was as simple as she was

Mo Hantian was dressed in plain clothes, but his demeanor was different from the past

The youngest child in his arms was sleeping sweetly in his arms, and he didn't know anything about what happened around him.

Mo Hantian pasted his son's face and walked to Mo Han's side Mo Han was also dressed in plain clothes, he opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in front of him, he had mixed feelings about this astonishing Mrs. Jin Yan

But he is still a child after all, he immediately softened his brows and eyes when he saw the baby in front of his father's arms

"Xiaohan, this is your younger brother, you have to take good care of your younger brother, do you understand?"

"Brother" Mo Han still looks a little ignorant, he quietly stares at the little baby in his father's arms

The baby is sleeping peacefully, the whole face is quiet and soft, it looks very beautiful

"Yes, brother Xiaohan, do you want to hug your brother?" Mo Han tilted his head and thought about taking Mo Lian from his father's arms.

The little soft baby was sleeping in his arms, and the warm and soft touch made Mo Han have a strange longing

Mo Hantian looked at the two sons in front of him and smiled tenderly and sadly, "Xiao Han, you have to take good care of your younger brother."