Lin Xuan'er smiled and said, "At that time, I didn't know how I had the courage to come in alone. I only knew that this was my home, which could bring me warmth and hope. But when I faced the desolation of the mansion, my heart also cooled down. There was no longer my warmth here, and I no longer gave me hope. Although I tried hard to travel around the mansion and longed to find a trace of the feeling I used to feel, it was futile. The hot breath could not warm a desolate heart. The Lin mansion had disappeared from other people's memories over time, and we should not have the original heart. Everything was passing clouds and smoke. There was no need to worry about gains and losses, no need to care about the origin, and no deliberately live in hatred."

Lin Xuan'er looked at Lin Mo meaningfully. If possible, she hoped that Lin Mo would let go of his mind. Even if he didn't face Gao Jin, at least he could live a more relaxed life.

Lin Mo looked at Lin Xuan'er and lowered his eyes to ponder. He was deeply shocked by her earnest words. How much does a person have to go through to face everything so calmly. A wave of care surged in his heart. He was even a little ashamed of the narrowness in his heart.

However, a girl cannot understand the shadow of a man being killed by his family. He is just an ordinary person and cannot achieve a god-like state. However, he has never had the mentality of revenge against Gao Jin. Before he has no ability to take revenge, he only wants a sense of peace. If it weren't for an accident, he might never face Song Jingran and Gao Jin again.

Lin Mo returned to hold Lin Xuan'er's hand and said seriously, "Don't worry, Xuan'er, I won't mind Ah Jin, not only because he is your husband, but also because we were good brothers, but I just want a tranquility and a peace that belongs only to me."

Lin Xuan'er nodded with a smile. Regardless of whether Lin Mo said the truth or not, at least he remembered the brotherly relationship he had in the past. She believed that affection is far more important to those who are interested than hatred, not to mention that there is no hatred between them, it is just a estrangement. Perhaps, he really wants a sense of tranquility, just like she once wanted it.

In the evening, Lin Mo sent a signal to Song Jingran because when he was taking Lin Xuan'er's pulse, he found that Lin Xuan'er was likely to give birth at any time. Although he knew medical skills, he was always a man, and there was some inconvenience. So he decided to find Song Jingran and find a reliable woman to come over.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Song Jingran turned to Gao Jin. After all, this kind of thing was not something he could control, and he had to go through Gao Jin's side.

Gao Jin either checked military books in the study room or pondered the war, or accompanied the children in the garden of Dark Soul;

Every time he faces his child, he will feel a sense of satisfaction, just like every night, he will watch the child fall asleep, and then quietly accompany him, enjoying the temporary satisfaction, which is still like this;

Gao Jin looked at the petite child in the cradle in a daze, his pink cheeks and long eyelashes slightly inciting, and his cherry red mouth pouted from time to time, as if telling the fantasy in the dream, as if he was responding to his own eyes staring in front of him.

In the quiet breath, a crisp and harsh cry was not attractive enough to hear, nor was it enough to be a person's senses. Only Gao Jin consciously followed the sound;

Song Jingran's painting-like figure appeared in a corner of the courtyard again. Gao Jin walked away, and his steps seemed a little rapid.

When he was behind Song Jingran, Gao Jin said, "You are here."

Upon hearing this, Song Jingran turned around and nodded.

"I heard that King Liang blocked the news of the assassination of the Xia Feng Kingdom's envoy?"

Song Jingran nodded and said, "This may not be bad, at least it will be beneficial to Yong'an's words."

Gao Jin pondered for a moment and nodded thoughtfully. If the news was blocked, King Xia Feng would never believe Yan Yongan's one-sided words. He thought that he would definitely send someone to contact the envoy here, but if he didn't reply to the letter over time, the news sent by Yan Yongan would be more trustworthy, which would also benefit their plans.

"By the way, how are the troops in each unit rectifying? What's the uproar in the army?"

"I have basically arranged the army. The southern generals you asked for help have entered the military camp. I am still secretly observing the army of Liang Wang. It is estimated that within three days, the army returning to the city will fall into our sight. I have issued an order to arrange a small group of people to go to the ambushed areas tonight and make sure to prepare for sure."

Gao Jin was surprised by everything that Song Jingran was subordinate and said half-jokingly, "You military advisor, really makes me look at you with more and more attention."

It is hard for him to be joking at this time. Song Jingran smiled and shook his head, suddenly remembering the purpose, so he said, "By the way, I'm not here to report military information to you tonight, it's Xuan'er..."

"What's wrong with Xuan'er?" Gao Jin was nervous and anxious, grabbing Song Jingran's arm, and couldn't even wait for Song Jingran to finish speaking.

Song Jingran could see that Gao Jin's nervous psychology and worried expression came from his heart. Why did he feel all the same whenever he saw Gao Jin care about Lin Xuan'er?

Thoughts, despite his tingling mentality, he still said calmly, "Don't be nervous, Xuan'er may give birth at any time, so you'd better prepare two women to take care of her, and it's best if you have experienced this."

Gao Jin's heart finally fell down. At present, although the mansion was banned, it would be okay to have one or two servants missing. However, if someone is trustworthy, the only one who has always been with Lin Xuan'er is Cui'er, and Xiao Cui has been serving him while the dark soul is giving birth, which is considered to be experienced, but it is really hard to guess other people.

"You bring Cui'er over first, and I'm going to take a look at the other people."

Song Jingran nodded, suddenly remembered Dark Soul, and almost forgot her again, "By the way, Dark Soul she..."

Although under the moonlight, when it comes to the dark soul, Gao Jin's already solemn face was a little more sad, and he said in a heavy and powerless tone, "Because of the difficult childbirth, she was taken seriously and she is still in a coma now, I don't know..."

Gao Jin sighed long, feeling guilty and self-blame, entangled him all the time, as if he wanted to rush his soul.

From Gao Jin's solemn and melancholy expression, Song Jingran knew the severity of the matter. He could only sigh. The sharpness he cultivated with one hand was so fragrant that he did not even have the right to condemn anyone.

"So you declared to the public that Princess Jin was unfortunately ill and was actually a dark soul!"

Gao Jin looked at Song Jingran guiltily. He knew that the sharp people in the dark room were Song Jingran's heart, but he didn't want to explain to him that this meaning was also the dark soul.

"By the way, isn't there that miracle doctor here?" Song Jingran's tone seemed a little sudden.

"That miracle doctor has been missing for several days. I have been sending people to search. If I can't find it again, I'm afraid she will really do it..."

Gao Jin sighed again. At that time, he believed the words of the miracle doctor and asked the dark soul to take the immortal poison he did. It is said that it can relieve hundreds of poisons and make people in a state of fake death. After the medicine dissipates, he can wake up by himself. But at present, the dark soul has been in a coma for more than ten days and has no intention of awakening. The miracle doctor did not know where to go, and he was helpless and had no way to rescue him.

"Take good care of her." Song Jingran patted Gao Jin's shoulder and left. His concern was completely in the care of a friend, without a master, related, and nothing else.

The next day, before dawn, Song Jingran sent Cui'er to the Lin Mansion safely, but not to the Pinyuan because he received a tricky news that the army recalled by King Liang suddenly fell into the sight of Shadow and others in the east, and the battle situation was about to break out.

The darkness before dawn makes people not afraid in the dark, but instead have an excited and down-to-earth expectation; for example, in a certain depressed stage, people gradually get out of their own difficulties and move back toward light.

Cui'er was carrying a big bag and fumbled in the huge forest mansion. Fortunately, it was just some clothes for the children, not bulky.

Looking around, the mansion is covered by lush weeds. A cool breeze blows, and the pores rise slightly, not because of the cold, but because of the cold. The weeds and trees make a slap in the breeze. At the moment when the breeze blows, a fragrance of green leaves and green grass floats in the clear air, making people not only take a few more mouthfuls.

It was not dawn at this time, and Cui'er was not in a hurry. She went to find "Pinyuan" and simply got to know the road conditions in the mansion to see what was unique.

She walked around and there was no difference in the mansion except for the unique architecture.

A few blooming flowers in the corner seemed to be like her, meaning its blooming beauty. Finally, someone paid attention to it. The beauty of the flowers blooming is for people to appreciate. If the flowers bloom and fall, they just silently here, it seems a pity. It is better to pick a few flowers for others to appreciate, which is not disappointing. There are flowers that can be folded and must be folded.

Cui'er looked at the beautiful flowers in her hand and felt happy. She accidentally passed by a secluded place, a courtyard with a strange building, which attracted Cui'er's attention. With curiosity, she walked closer to take a look.

The stone brick road in front of the courtyard was not like other roads. Because it was uninhabited for a long time, the traces of moss were covered with rain and dew. This made her feel very strange. So she walked into the courtyard carefully. When she looked at it, she still had weeds in the courtyard, but after looking closely, the weeds seemed to grow very regularly. The grass seemed to be vaguely left. Thinking of it, she walked along the path and glanced around, without any vitality. Maybe she was too curious.

Lin Mo woke up in a daze in his sleep. He did not realize anything, but was awakened by urination. He got up and walked out of the house, rubbing his half-open and half-sleeping eyes. The moment he opened the door, a delicate and beautiful figure came into his eyes. The first feeling was that he was still dreaming. It was not until Cui'er looked back that he gave up the idea in the dream and became alert in an instant.

Cui'er had no intention of staying here, and was about to leave, but she heard the sound of the creaking door. So she instinctively looked at the sound, but she didn't want to see a disheveled person...
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