The man, the third prince, has always been in a quiet corner of the Second League. He usually looks like he doesn't like fighting, but he hides it deeply.

If something happens to the crown prince and the eldest prince and the second prince are both injured, then the third prince will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The eldest prince and the second prince fight like this, in fact, the saddest thing is that King Ibrahim, no matter which side fails, it is the form that the king is least willing to see (情q　ng).

However, the two princes were tempted to take advantage of the position of the prince, and if the king became annoyed or bored and announced that he would put the position of the prince on hold, no one would get any benefit.

Instead, the struggle in the dark became more intense.

Furthermore, the crown prince's life or death is uncertain, and Yi Yunrui's attitude is so calm...Could it be that the crown prince has already been found?

Otherwise, why hasn't any news been released?

I don't know what Yi Yunrui's idea is, this man, let the fear, horror, and the people feel terrified, if anyone provokes him, it must be too long.

"Husband."

There was an intimate voice next to him, and Tang Hao was taken aback, turning his head to meet Chu Qing's gentle eyes: "You are sick now. The most important thing is to rest. Don't think about it anymore, okay?"

"...Okay." Tang Hao took the tea that Chu Qing handed over: "I will try my best."

"If you really want to think about it, then tell me what you are thinking (情q　ng), shall we discuss it together?"

The movement of Tang Hao's hand stopped, and his thin lips moved: "Didn't you say that I was injured, don't you think about it so much for the time being. I didn't think about anything (情q　ng), don't worry."

Chu Qing's eyes darkened slightly, and she quickly returned to normal: "What do you want to eat?"

"The porridge you cooked."

Chu Qing sat next to Tang Hao (body sh　n), holding a bowl of porridge in her hand: "It's a bit (hot r　) now, I'll feed you."

"I will do it myself……"

"No, I'll feed you." Chu Qing insisted, spooned a spoonful, and handed it to Tang Hao's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."

Tang Hao gave a light cough and hesitated. Chu Qing threw the soup in his mouth. Reluctantly, Tang Hao opened his mouth and took a bite of the porridge she had fed in.

It feels... very warm.

So for a moment, Tang Hao's (情q　ng) shape appeared in his mind when he was a child. He was sick, and his mother took care of him carefully.

This is... the feeling of home.

He has a very special feeling for Chu Qing. One of these special feelings is called ‘(爱　i)’.

Now there is a second one, called ‘home’.

When he was with him on the seventh day of the day, he only felt that the relationship between the two was a contractual relationship, a business marriage.

But being with Chu Qing, he felt that the dust had settled down.

I feel very warm in my heart.

Just like the porridge he eats now, it's simple, but very fragrant and delicious.

Therefore, Tang Hao ate a bowl of porridge before he knew it.

"anything else?"

"Yes." He found himself nostalgic for this feeling.

He wants more, more.

Seeing her husband eating the porridge she cooked attentively, Chu Qing was undoubtedly happy and moved at this moment.

But her husband kept things in his heart, and rarely had time to communicate with her. She didn't know if it was her problem, or if there was any communication barrier between her and Tang Hao.

When she asked him, he always denied it.

When she was not his wife before, she had no right to interrogate, but now...

Chu Qing felt (very t　ng) distressed. If this continues, the distance between her and Tang Hao may become farther and farther.

No, she had to think of some way to make it barrier-free with Tang Hao.

He thinks too much, he is burdened with more, she can't let him face it alone.

Ivy Garden.

On the third day after He Wanrou came back, she woke up in the morning and sat quietly in the balcony garden, silent for most of the day.

She didn't move the food at noon.

Leng Weiwei was very anxious and kept sitting next to her mother, changing ways to communicate with her. But He Wanrou still said nothing.

Leng Weiwei wondered. Two days before her mother came back, everything was normal (情q　ng), and she was chatting with her and going shopping.

The problem was only two days later, and the mother became a ‘wood’... Why on earth?

"Mom," Leng Weiwei asked cautiously, "Are you unhappy? Or what did I do wrong?"

He Wanrou raised her head and looked at the blue sky. After a long while, she sighed: "Call Chief Yi here."

When these words came out, Leng Weiwei was taken aback: "Why?"

"Since I am back, it is time for me to say, to pay, and to explain."

Leng Weiwei pressed her lips tightly and shook her mother's hand: "Mom, we didn't want to interrogate you. You will live with me when you come back. Enjoy the family happiness. You didn't promise that I won't Are you leaving again?"

"I have no face to live in this world, I'm sorry you, I'm sorry Leng Yu."

Leng Weiwei frowned and held her mother's hand tightly: "The things that were unhappy before are over, Mom, you live with me now!"

"Weiwei, call Chief Yi over."

"Mother, you really don't need to be so fast. You can take a few more days."

He Wan softly paused: "Call Xia Ning over."

Leng Weiwei had a not-so-good premonition in her heart. If the secret opening was an abyss, she would rather this abyss never open.

After He Wanrou finished speaking, she closed her eyes and remained silent.

Leng Weiwei hesitated for a long time. At this moment, she felt a certain part of her heart soften, and she didn't want to hear anything about Black Skeleton anymore.

After thinking about it for a long time, Leng Weiwei felt her mind and got up (body sh　n) to leave.

After half an hour, Yi Yunrui and Xia Ning came to Ivy Garden.

Considering what He Wanrou would say next, everyone went straight to the study.

He Wanrou sits in the middle, with Yi Yunrui and his wife on the left, and Yi Yuntian and Leng Weiwei on the right.

She took a sip of coffee, took a deep breath, and looked at Xia Ning: "Xiao Ning, what Aunt He wants to say next will have a certain impact on you. You are mentally prepared."

Xia Ning's heart jumped as Yi Yunrui held her hand tightly.

The temperature from his palm made Xia Ning's heart slightly stabilized.

In fact, before coming, Xia Ning had already made the worst psychological plan.

This month, she got the news that she should get, and vaguely thought of a possibility.

Today this ‘probably’ has to be said in He Wanrou’s mouth.

Xia Ning smiled faintly: "Aunt He, please tell me."

He Wanrou slowed down for several seconds, then turned to look at Yi Yunrui: "Yes, Mr. Xia, it's Xia Mingzheng!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present became solemn.

Mr. Xia is Xia Mingzheng, that is to say, Xia Ning's father is the leader of Black Skull.

Xia Ning's lips pressed into a straight line, and Yi Yunrui held her hand tightly: "Where is Mr. Xia now?"

Yi Yunrui no longer called Xia Mingzheng as his father-in-law. The sins committed by this man are not worthy of living in this world.

"Before I left Black Skull, Mr. Xia had found a hiding place."

Yi Yunrui's eyes flashed!

Is Xia Mingzheng hiding?

"Why would he let you come back?"

"Mr. Xia's group is fighting fiercely with another group. Obviously, Mr. Xia is at a disadvantage."

"Another mysterious group?" Yi Yuntian opened his mouth, but after that, he coughed lightly: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry, my mother-in-law, I'm talking too much."

He Wanrou is Leng Weiwei's mother, although she seems to be chatting now, it is actually an interrogation.

This interrogation, ((逼b　)b　) can't wait.

"I don't know the name of this group until now. I only know that when the name is mentioned, Mr. Xia is always very scrupulous."

In this way, besides Yi Yunrui, Black Skull has encountered another strong opponent.

The question is, why the Black Skeleton provokes this group? Looking at the speed of this group's shots, it should be a long time to pay attention to the Black Skull. Otherwise, he would not choose to do it under the situation where the black skeleton's vitality is severely injured (情q　ng).

"I have fought against Black Skulls for many years, Aunt He, what do you think is the difference between Mr. Xia's attitude towards me and that group?" Yi Yunrui asked sideways.

"For the head of Yi, Mr. Xia never said a word in front of his servants. And Mr. Xia is often angry because of the group. Specifically, because I am not a high-level Black Skull, I can only know that."

Yi Yunrui's eyes flashed sharply, and he understood something in his heart.

"Auntie He, what is your relationship with Mr. Xia?"

When these words came out, Leng Weiwei's heart became tense. She would rather her mother never say this answer for the rest of her life.

But now it's not her who has the final say. The Black Skull matter is related to the fate of the country and the individual, and she can't be so selfish.

"I..." He Wanrou looked at Leng Weiwei, and stopped talking, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath: "Mr. Xia said that he (loves i) me very much. I am. I have received a lot of favors from him. Because of this, I have lived to the present. Otherwise, with my (body sh　n) physical condition, I would not have been a few years ago."

Mr. Xia (爱　i) loves his mother, and his mother seems to have a bit of nostalgia for Mr. Xia...

Leng Weiwei's heart is full of flavors at this moment.

In the past, her mother was held hostage by the Black Skeletons. Because of her mother's illness, she had to do a lot of things against her will.

Now my mother and Mr. Xia are...

If Xia Ming is (爱　i) with her mother, then it can explain the secret threat of her holding the black skull, and the black skull refused to hand him over.

Because Mr. Xia is reluctant to be his mother.

Oh, for a woman, Mr. Xia is willing to use his own organization to fight, it is really a kind of (情q　ng).

Yi Yuntian glanced at his wife, secretly covered his wife's small hand with his big hand, and patted gently.

He knows his wife's heart (情q　ng), what is his wife's heart (情q　ng), and his heart (情q　ng).

Yi Yunrui's eyes were deep, and he pondered for a while: "So, do you know this woman Dai Sijun?"

Hearing the three words'Dai Sijun', He Wanrou quickly passed a touch of jealousy in her eyes, but quickly disappeared without a trace.

But He Wanrou's subtle reaction had already fallen into Yi Yunrui's eyes.

This kind of look only exists when a woman competes for a man between a woman and a woman (情q　ng).