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Chapter 2367

Words:1847Update:23/03/05 13:18:05

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Zhao Rao felt hopeless like never before.

When she lost Cheng Zheng, she felt that the sky was about to collapse. Cheng Zheng was her sky, her future. At that time, she felt that she no longer had anything to look forward to in life. Only hatred supported her to move forward step by step.

If she hadn't found out she had a child, she didn't know what would have happened to her.

Her son had replaced Cheng Zheng and become the only color in her life.

"Your Majesty, drink some water." Zhao Xiang poured a cup of water and came to Zhao Rao's side. She looked at her pale face worriedly. It had only been half a day and Zhao Rao looked like she was about to collapse.

"Put it down," Zhao Rao said calmly. This sentence used up all her strength. After speaking, she felt exhausted.

Zhao Xiang said softly, "You have to be strong. The little prince is blessed and will come back."

"Do you really think he can come back alive?" Zhao Rao asked in a low voice. "That's a demon … It will eat people."

"It's also my first time seeing a demon." Sadness flashed in Zhao Xiang's eyes. She felt that the little prince was doomed but she didn't dare say it.

Zhao Rao looked down. Her heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of needles. It hurt so much that she couldn't even breathe.

"Maybe … Lu Yaoyao can really save the little prince," Zhao Xiang said. Lu Yaoyao could disappear into thin air. What else couldn't she do?

"If the prince falls into her hands, do you think … it's any different from falling into the hands of a demon?" Zhao Rao asked with a cold smile.

Zhao Xiang said, "At least the prince will be alive. Lu Yaoyao will definitely negotiate with us."

"Is she a human or a ghost?" Zhao Rao asked in a low voice. "She …"

"Whether she's a human or a ghost, we don't have to be afraid of her," Zhao Xiang said.

Zhao Rao's lips twitched. She closed her eyes and didn't speak.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" A palace servant shouted outside.

"Shut up, what are you shouting about!" Zhao Xiang shouted in a low voice. "What is it?"

The palace servant panted. "Lord Zhuang sent someone to say that the little prince was … was saved."

Zhao Rao stood up suddenly. "The prince is still alive?"

"Alive! The little prince has been crying, "the palace servant said loudly.

"Where is he? Did Lord Zhuang bring the little prince back? "Zhao Xiang immediately asked.

The palace maid shook her head. "He said he was … was carried by a woman who came here today."

Zhao Rao and Zhao Xiang looked at each other. Did Lu Yaoyao really save their son?

"Where is Master Zhuang?" Zhao Rao asked.

"The messenger said that Lord Zhuang has been following the little prince …" the servant said.

Zhao Rao took a deep breath. "Let's go find Lu Yaoyao."





Ye Zhen and the others found an inn to stay in. She made a careful diagnosis of the little prince. The child's blood was indeed affected by her spirit spring. This was not difficult to eliminate. If it was not eliminated and he was allowed to return to the palace like this, he would certainly attract demon beasts to catch him in less than two days. Ye Zhen and the others found an inn to stay in.

"You want to save Zhao Rao's son?" Fire Phoenix sat down next to Ye Zhen and watched her eliminate the spiritual power of the little prince.

The little prince cried. Ye Zhen fed him a bowl of meat porridge. By then, he had calmed down and was lying on the bed, staring at Ye Zhen. He was not afraid at all.

A ball of faint light enveloped the little prince, and the smell of his blood gradually disappeared.

"What else? Watch him be eaten by the demon beast? " Ye Zhen asked rhetorically. This child was innocent and flawless, full of trust in her. No matter whose son he was, she couldn't bear to watch him being eaten alive. Ye Zhen asked rhetorically, "This child is like a ball, innocent and flawless.

Fire Phoenix curled his lips. "Even if you save him, Zhao Rao will not be grateful to you."

Ye Zhen glanced at him. "When you brought the child back, did you ever want Zhao Rao to be grateful to you?"

"I'm not grateful for her. You asked me to save him." Fire Phoenix said. He did not care for Zhao Rao's gratitude.

"But you can't bear to watch him be eaten by the demon beast." Ye Zhen said with a smile.

Fire Phoenix snorted and did not speak again.

Ye Zhen looked down at the little prince. "This child looks like Cheng Zheng."

"Daddy …" The little prince heard the familiar name and called out in a low voice.

"Are you afraid?" Ye Zhen gently stroked the little prince's hair. "Did you just do it?"

The little prince blinked. "Am I dreaming?"

"Did you dream of a big bird?" Ye Zhen asked with a smile. "Don't be afraid. It's not real."

The little prince showed a happy and innocent smile. "Hmm."

"The fragrance has disappeared." If Zhao Rao knew what Ye Zhen had done for her son, she would be grateful. She would not be so arrogant every time she saw Ye Zhen, as if she couldn't wait to crush his bones and scatter his ashes. She had to be grateful to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen put away the light and picked up the little prince. "Yes."

"I miss my mother." The little prince whispered.

"Your mother should come to pick you up soon." Ye Zhen said with a smile. There are so many soldiers hiding outside the inn. Isn't it all for this little guy?

When the little prince heard that his mother would come to find him soon, he was very happy.

Just then, there was a sound of neat footsteps coming from below the inn.

They're here! Ye Zhen smiled faintly and let Fire Phoenix hold the little prince. "Yes, your mother should be here."

Fire Phoenix reluctantly hugged the little prince. He curled his lips and said, "Zhao Rao is lucky."

"Lu Yaoyao, come out!" As soon as she reached the door, Zhao Rao's fierce voice came.

"What's the noise? I can hear you!" Ye Zhen slowly walked down the stairs and looked at the inn that had been surrounded by soldiers. Wu Sheng and the others stood silently in the corridor as if watching a play.

Zhao Rao glared at her. "Lu Yaoyao, where is my son?"

"In any case, I saved your son for you. I don't expect you to be grateful, but your attitude is not right." Ye Zhen said lightly. She did not want Zhao Rao to be grateful. Her hatred for killing Cheng Zheng was irreconcilable, but Zhao Rao acted as if she had snatched her son away. This was not right.

"I said don't save her son." Fire Phoenix came out with the little prince and suddenly threw him out.

"No …" Zhao Rao screamed as she watched Fire Phoenix throw her son out from the second floor.

When the little prince was thrown into the air, Fire Phoenix suddenly picked him up and looked disdainfully at Zhao Rao's frightened expression.

"If you are rude to our lady again, I can teach you how to behave." Fire Phoenix said with a smile.

The little prince was not afraid and giggled in Fire Phoenix's arms.

Zhao Rao was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on her back. She took a deep breath and took a long time to calm down.

"Fire, don't scare her." Ye Zhen said helplessly. "Give her back the child."

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