The son didn't find it, and the arresting person died again. The anger in Yemo Chen's heart can be imagined. However, he hasn't lost his mind completely. He knows that he must find someone now.

Smart as he, after just so a, naturally is also a guess out.

If he can't see it now, he will live so much in vain.

He rushed back to the city as fast as he could, and then to the palace. However, his son was not there, and neither was Rushuang.

He immediately some chagrin up, he should have guessed, catalpa Chen is such as frost life, if catalpa Chen really something, then, such as frost how can peace of mind in the palace? She must have gone out.

He could not calm down when he thought of the people or things that the moon might encounter when he went out like frost.

There is no way, he can only find someone to look for the moon like frost.

"Sure enough, if you take your son away, you will come out. In fact, yemochen is not as important as this child?"

Familiar voice came, is a face anxious like frost, eyebrows suddenly frown, pupil eyes tiny MI, the whole body exudes a frightening atmosphere.

She knows who is coming. She goes along with her reputation and sees Nangong yanla send away yuezichen from the dark.

The moon is like frost, sinking her eyebrows: "nangongyan, do you think it's interesting? I remember telling you a long time ago, don't touch my son. It seems that you really turn a deaf ear to what I say? "

"If not in this way, how can I see you come out? Rushuang, I also want to give up you, want to forget you, but what can I do? I can't make it. These days without you, my life is not like death. Therefore, after thinking about it, I think it's better to bring you to my side, even if it's tied up with me. " Nangongyan almost crazy to look at the moon, such as frost, the road.

Before he met the moon, he never knew that he could be so crazy.

There was no other way, and he had to act.

"The person you want is always me. You let my son go. Let's talk slowly." Moon like frost can't help but say, in her opinion, now nangongyan is a madman, really don't know how to do.

"Talk? What else can we talk about? " Nangong Yan shook his head: "Rushuang, I really love you, but I hate you. It's really hard for me to do it. I don't know how to do it, do you know? It's really painful. It's a pain that can't be described in words. "

"I know." Yuerushuang looked at nangongyan, lowered her voice as much as possible, and continued to persuade: "nangongyan, we can talk about it again, OK? Don't get excited, let's talk about it, OK

"Talk? What do you want to talk to me about? You want me to let your son go? How is that possible? If I let him go, you will leave me forever. " At this point, he thought deeply and instinctively continued: "I will not let him go. I will take him back. As long as he has been in Uzbekistan, then you will be in Uzbekistan."

What's wrong with this guy? Yuerushun is very suspicious. She looks at him like she has lost her mind.

Someone once said that when a person's mental pressure is high, that person is very likely to collapse, and once that person collapses, then he may become a neuropathy.

Nangongyan at this time of the situation, is really special like a neuropathy, and, is not light that kind of disease.

Although she wanted to scold, she knew that she could not scold now. She could only endure and pacify others.

"Ah Yan, don't you know me? How can you not believe me? I'm here. I'll follow you back. How about you release yuezichen? What's the use of him as a child? It's just a bottle of oil. How can we have a better world for you and me? "

Now she can't wait to get people back. She can say anything without skin or face.

What can I do? Now, she can only hope that Nangong Yan listen to her words, if not, then, it will be a lot of trouble.

"Although the world of two is good, I also very much hope to live with you in the world of two. However, if yuezichen is released, you will leave, and you won't be with me at all. You lied to me More say, South Temple inflammation is more affirmation, in the hand is holding month Zi Chen's arm is also particularly tight. Pain on catalpa Chen light exhaled.

"Baby..." The moon, like frost, instinctively breathes out a low voice, with obvious heartache in her eyes: "how are you? Are you all right? "

Yue Zichen shook his head: "mother, I'm ok."

Although she said that, the moon was like frost, but she didn't really put down her heart. She looked at nangongyan and comforted again: "nangongyan, don't do this, OK? You're going to let go of Zichen baby. I'll promise you anything you say, OK? "

"Not good." Nangongyan shook his head: "you are cheating me again."

"No, how could I lie to you?" The moon like frost blinked and said, "you see my sincere appearance, how can I cheat you?"

"Are you cheating me less often?" Nangongyan asked.After asking, before yuerushun gave an answer, he got excited again. He looked at yuerushun and asked, "Rushun, why do you treat me like this? Am I not good enough for you? I put up with you again and again, but you used my tolerance and love to deal with me again and again. For you, I advance all my plans and disrupt all my plans. For you, I'm desperate to offend all the ministers in the court and disappoint my father and queen mother. What's more, I bury hundreds of thousands of soldiers for you, but you don't even look me in the eye and join hands with yemochen to take my life. Why? "

The top of the hat button down, Yueru frost suddenly some speechless, Nangong Yan said not all right, but not all wrong, at least, one thing is right, he never really hit her.

"Why don't you blame my mother for everything? You're not afraid of the wind? You are willing to do everything. Don't blame my mother for everything. In the previous battle, the Ukrainian parliament lost hundreds of thousands of people. You are inferior and lost to my father. What's the matter with my mother? " Yue Rusheng didn't open her mouth, but Yue Zichen was not polite. He reproached coldly.

Seeing his words more and more, nangongyan's face became more and more ugly. Yueru Shuang's heart felt bad, and an ominous premonition rose up. Almost subconsciously, she wanted to go forward to pull her son, but she was a little slow.