Chapter 777 (1/2)

”The princess rescued Xiao'er and Ni'er,” Zhao Beicheng told Mrs. Zhou to see her two little nephews.

Mrs. Zhou turned her back and wiped away the tears.

”This is the best result,” Zhao Beicheng told Mrs. Zhou. As long as adults don't teach, children under the age of three won't hate. Therefore, Zhao Beicheng dared to have the cheek to ask for this grace. As for the rest of the Zhao family, Zhao Beicheng dared not and never wanted to save them.

Mrs. Zhou nodded and saw that such a big home had come to such a point. Mrs. Zhou couldn't help crying.

”Let's go in,” Zhao Beicheng turned to face Mrs. Zhou and whispered, ”the days will be good.”

”Hey,” Mrs. Zhou replied and followed behind Zhao Beicheng.

In the humble lobby of the inn, only an oil lamp is lit to illuminate the larger part of the palm. The whole lobby is still dark.

Zhao Beicheng walked and suddenly looked back at Mrs. Zhou behind him. This woman, whether rich or poor, followed behind her and never left.

When Mrs. Zhou saw Zhao Beicheng looking at herself, she touched her face and said, ”Xianggong, what's the matter?”

Zhao Beicheng looked at Mrs. Zhou and said, ”it's hard for you.”

Mrs. Zhou was stunned, then smiled and whispered, ”I'm just waiting here. Why talk about hard work?”

When Zhao Beicheng was the eldest son of the Zhao family, there were countless women around him, and the days of drinking and drinking were not less. Now think about the days at that time, Zhao Beicheng is ashamed.

Mrs. Zhou sighed and said, ”Mr. Xiang, let's go back to our room. I'm living a good life.”

”If it weren't for the disaster,” Zhao Beicheng looked down at Mrs. Zhou and said, ”I don't know to look at your heart.”

Mrs. Zhou gently pulled Zhao Beicheng's hand and whispered, ”then I'd rather you never see my heart.”

Zhao Beicheng didn't understand Mrs. Zhou's words at first. Then he wanted to understand. Zhao Beicheng's eyes were hot and almost shed tears. The woman would rather not be loved all her life, just hope he won't suffer?

”Let's go,” said Mrs. Zhou, walking beside Zhao Beicheng this time. ”Tomorrow we have to send our father on their way.”

”OK,” Zhao Beicheng slowly led Mrs. Zhou into the dark backyard of the inn. There was mud under his feet. The air was filled with the smell of mutton from the barn. The environment was bad, but Zhao Beicheng was calm. He missed a lot of things, but God treated him well and gave him a good woman.

Yuxiaoxiao ran all the way home. First she went to the kitchen and took two steamed buns and ate them. Then she found Gu Xinglang and found the back garden all the way.

At this time, two people in the pavilion in the back garden were ”tearing up” and the chess game was inseparable.

Gu Xinglang saw Yu Xiaoxiao coming back and was busy, so he had to get up.

Young master Fenglin said, ”Gu Xinglang, if you leave at this time, you will escape.”