Chapter 859

Under the moonlight, the Tubo palace has been restored to its former tranquility. The air is still clear, and you can smell the smell of blood. With the gentle night wind, it is gently drifting away.

Zhao Wanxi was the last group to enter the city. Together with Jin Yan and doctor Wen, Zhao Wanxi was responsible for rear support and taking care of the wounded soldiers.

Leng junao sends Ning Shun to take her into the palace. Ning Shun leads the woman to the door of a room: "Miss Wan Xi will live here tonight. My Lord has military affairs to deal with. She will come back later!"

"Go and do your work! I'll walk around by myself

Zhao Wanxi nodded. Although she was sleepy all the way, she couldn't sleep after entering the Tubo palace.

Reflecting the bright moonlight, with light steps, she feels the tranquility of the night alone.

Suddenly, she heard a light sob and choked voice. Zhao Wanxi looked along the direction. There was a faint light of fire in the dark rockery pool. With the sobbing voice, she felt a sense of desolation.

She came close to the rockery, and suddenly the cry stopped, and a male voice came: "who?"

Now that she has been found, Zhao Wanxi doesn't want to hide. She walks in gracefully. What comes into her eyes is just a small boy. The flames burning at his feet look like Ming paper.

"Are you hayare?"

Zhao Wanxi guessed his identity for the first time. As soon as she entered the palace, she learned the news about Princess Haya and Leng Baizhou, but she didn't expect that little prince hayale was really just a child!

As a mother, she has a feeling of love in her heart. Looking at the helpless ha Yalei, she also misses lin'er and tong'er who have been separated for many days.

Ha Yalei stares at Zhao Wanxi with his clean eyes. She looks like her sister Ji. Her soft eyes and voice are like a pair of invisible hands, gently soothing his injured body and mind.

"Who are you?"

Hayare's childish voice was weak.

Zhao Wanxi answered softly, "Zhao Wanxi!"

Ha Ya Lei no longer spoke, continued to squat down to burn money for the dead, murmured: "sister, a Lei missed you!"

In the dim light, Zhao Wanxi can deeply feel the boy's sad mood. As a bystander, she can't bear to leave and doesn't know how to comfort the child.

Just then, with a bang, hayare suddenly fell to the ground and fell beside the fire.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes were quick and quick. She came forward and grabbed his back collar, so that her small face would not fall into the fire.

As soon as she met the boy's body, Zhao Wanxi found that his body was very hot and he had a high fever.

After suffering from internal injuries and being hit by the loss of his relatives, he was very weak. He secretly ran to the back of the rockery to burn money for his sister Huang. If Zhao Wanxi hadn't made a mistake, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Ray, wake up!"

Zhao Wanxi blurted out, her face full of worries.

As if feeling her emotion, ha Ya Lei, who had been in a coma, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of mist. He stared at Zhao Wanxi's little face, suddenly raised his little hand and gently fell on her cheek. He said vaguely: "sister, you're back! I miss you so much... "

With that, the boy's eyes closed again and fell into a coma.

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows were slightly frowning. She picked him up and looked at his thin little figure. It was very heavy.