With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

"What the father said is true, and the child means exactly what he said."

Chen Dewang wants to drive Chen Mo away, but the latter will naturally not refuse stupidly. He is so forceful that even if he can stay, he will be looked down upon.

Furthermore, Chen Mo is already planning how to rescue Liu Wuxin. After that, they will live together and staying in the Chen family will cause a lot of inconvenience.

But this is definitely not because Chen Mo wants to live in a world of two with Liu Wuxin, but because Chen Mo wants to give her a family...

"Very good. Before setting off, if you want anything, just tell my father. As long as you can do it, my father will definitely agree to it."

Chen Dewang said grandly, but he added an accent when he said the words 'as long as it can be done'. Obviously, this was to remind Chen Mo not to go too far.

"Only one child is needed"

Chen Mo also saw through Cheap's father's thoughts and walked down the steps.

"who"

Chen Dewang frowned slightly and looked at Xu Cheng beside him. The latter was a little confused. He might indeed be selected. After all, he was the most powerful dipping sauce for the former.

"Second brother's bodyguard, Zhang Long"

This answer surprised both Chen Dewang and Xu Cheng.

Zhang Long, Ninth Grade Martial Artist, is the Low Level bodyguard of the Chen family, but he is also the most special guy in the Chen family.

The guards of the Chen Mansion all held swords, but he was the only one holding a sword. It was not an ordinary sword, but a mahogany sword.

It is said that in his early years, he traveled around the world with a mahogany sword and vowed to make a name for himself in Kyushu. Then, after experiencing severe beatings from society, he gave up.

A swordsman also needs to eat. He has no money and can't do anything. He almost starved to death on the street. Fortunately, Chen Mo's mother gave him a bowl of rice, which saved his life.

Later, Zhang Long also settled down in the Chen Mansion and became the Low Level bodyguard of the Chen Mansion.

Zhang Long is very strange. If he has a knife, he doesn't use it. He uses a sword. If he has an iron sword, he doesn't use it and uses a wooden sword.

The most important point is that although he is a swordsman, he only uses one move and only one move.

After staying in the Chen Mansion for several years, I practiced that move every day.

Zhang Long was not very popular in the Chen Mansion due to his eccentric personality, being withdrawn and reticent. However, because he resisted beatings, he became the bodyguard of the second young master Chen Guang. To be more precise, he was a human punchbag.

"Do you really only want Zhang Long?"

Chen Dewang thought for a long time before slowly speaking out.

Chen Mo nodded slightly without any hesitation.

Others may not know it, but Chen Mo knows very well how valuable Zhang Long is.

Although Zhang Long was only a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, when Ye Liangchen came to kill him, he was the only one who hurt him.

Although it was just a skin injury and the wound would heal on its own after a while, what he was facing was Ye Liangchen from version T1.

"Now that you have made up your mind, I have nothing to say, but you can't go out without some money. So, I will send someone to prepare some money for you later. As for your temporary shelter...you But go to the wasteland outside the city, where is my Chen family's property?"

Chen Dewang's original intention was to let Chen Mo stay wherever it was cool, but now that the latter was willing to leave, it was too late for him to be happy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Long was called to the main hall.

"The head of the family, the third young master"

Zhang Long bowed his hands and said respectfully. After speaking, he immediately became quiet.

Chen Mo looked at Zhang Long. He had a slightly haggard square face and two dark eye bags, and looked tired.

He was wearing a plain blue shirt, which was a bit old, but it was washed very clean. There was a worn-out peach wood sword hanging on his waist.

I don’t know if it was because he had been to Jiuzhou when he was a teenager and was beaten by society. Zhang Long was a man of few words, lonely, and dull eyes, like a piece of wood.

In the whole Chen Mansion, no one was willing to approach him, except the second young master Chen Guang. However, that guy’s purpose was very simple, which was to make Zhang Long a human sandbag.

Compared with other guards who would complain when they were beaten, Zhang Long didn’t say a word when he was beaten, which made Chen Guang like him very much.

“Zhang Long, Chen Mo will go out to make a living in the future”

Chen Dewang picked up the teacup and said lightly.

Zhang Long frowned slightly and looked at Chen Mo in surprise, but soon, he guessed something.

I'm afraid that Chen Mo's awakening of the Spirit Vein has come out, and Chen Dewang is not satisfied, so he plans to exile him.

"Since the third young master is leaving, then Zhang will also resign from this guard position."

Zhang Long stayed in the Chen Mansion because of Chen Mo's mother's life-saving grace. If he leaves, there is no reason for him to stay here.

"That won't work."

Chen Dewang put down the teacup and said lightly: "Before Chen Mo left, he asked me for someone, that is you. If you resign, he will have no one around him."

"Third young master, choose me?"

Zhang Long was a little surprised.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, "I am a waste Spirit Vein. I am afraid that I will not be able to open my meridians and enter the Tao in this life. If I go out to make a living, I will not be able to survive without a capable fighter around me. Zhang Long, are you willing to follow me?"

"Zhang is willing, but..."

Although Zhang Long usually doesn't talk much, he really has a lot of questions now, and he can't help but say, "Why did the third young master choose me?"

There are many Martial Artists in the whole Chen Mansion, and Zhang Long is just a low-level guard of Ninth Grade. Even if Chen Mo does not choose Xu Cheng, who is very capable, he should choose an Eighth Grade Martial Artist.

"Because you are so good"

"Third Master, you are joking. I am just a low-level Ninth Grade Martial Artist"

Zhang Long raised his eyebrows, thinking that Chen Mo was just being polite.

"Zhang Long, don't belittle yourself, make inappropriate analogies, and block loyal advice... Ahem, in my opinion, you will definitely achieve great success in the future. Staying in the Chen Mansion will only bury your talent"

Chen Mo looked serious. Only Ninth Grade could hurt Ye Liangchen, who was T1 in the version. Although it was only a slight impact, it was enough to prove how high Zhang Long's Talent was.

In time, his achievements may be great.

However, Chen Mo's words were a joke in the eyes of Chen Dewang and Xu Cheng.

If Zhang Long had Talent, he wouldn't be a Ninth Grade Martial Artist until now, and he wouldn't have almost starved to death on the streets after wandering around in Jiuzhou for so long.

Chen Dewang is not a Martial Artist, and his vision is not good enough, but Xu Cheng is a real master. He saw at a glance that Zhang Long's achievements were limited to this.

Zhang Long was slightly stunned, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his lifeless eyes. Since he wandered around Jiuzhou as a teenager, he has experienced too many setbacks. No one believes that he will achieve anything in the future.

Even he himself fell into deep self-doubt.

But there is one person who firmly believes in it, that is Chen Mo's mother, his lifesaver.

Now, there is another one...