Hard life of Abandoned Princess - C139

Chou Yan walked into the mandala, and busied himself for a whole day. Only until late in the night did he take time to take a look at the Luoluo.

“Wang.” When Xi Er, who was carrying water, saw Chou Yan, she immediately smiled brightly and said: “Wang, the princess has woken up!”

“You’re awake?” Chou Yan’s face lit up.

“Well, I woke up early this morning, but I can’t get out of bed yet!” He is currently playing with the Young Prince! ” Xi Er laughed, seeing Chou Yan nod his head, he then took the water and walked out.

Chou Yan walked in quickly and saw that Luoluo was lying on the bed, together with Steamed Bun, he had reached out his hands to guess the punch.

Luoluo’s eyes landed on Chou Yan who had walked in and was immediately stunned.

His expression looked extremely similar to Ming Liehan …

As expected, he saw that Luoluo had a pair of big eyes and was looking at him dejectedly.

“You’re awake?” Chou Yan walked forward and looked at her with a bland smile.

Luoluo blinked her eyes, then blushed and placed her hand on her stomach. When she had just woken up in the morning, Xi Er had already told her that her child was safe.

Chou Yan did not reply. He only picked up Steamed Bun, who was currently holding onto Luoluo’s hand in a coquettish manner, and sat on the side of the bed. He looked at Luoluo’s expression and said, “As expected, your complexion has improved a lot.”

Luoluo’s face reddened as she lowered her head and twirled her fingers. “I’ve slept for so many days, thank you for saving me …”

Chou Yan frowned, “Why are you so polite to me?”

“Ugh …” “Because you’re a king. If you’re rude, what if you kill me when you get angry?” Luoluo laughed, obviously joking.

Chou Yan lowered his head helplessly and patted Steamed Bun’s shoulder, “Be good and go play on your own!”

“No!” Yan Er wanted to be with Mother! ” Steamed Bun pouted, he pouted his little butt and was about to arch his back and attack Chou Yan, who was in the arms of Luoluo.

“Yan Er is disobedient?” Chou Yan pulled Steamed Bun’s arm and stared at him gloomily.

Having a child is very happy, but having a child who often becomes a big oil lamp is very frustrating.

“Yan Er is obedient! “Yan Er, listen…” “Steamed Bun pouted and crawled out of Chou Yan’s embrace to the ground. Then, he ran towards the edge of the table step by step.” Father, Yan Er will write some words for Mother to see in a while! ”

“Good.” Chou Yan laughed, and then turned to look at Luoluo.

He saw that Luoluo was looking at him with his eyes wide open.

“What’s wrong?” Chou Yan asked gently, and casually lifted Luoluo’s blanket and moved it up a little, to prevent her from catching a cold.

“What did Steamed Bun call you?” Luoluo asked softly with his mouth wide open in shock and disbelief.

“Of course my son calls me Father!” Chou Yan laughed, and then, when he saw the surprise in Luoluo’s eyes, he secretly punched himself in his heart. He didn’t have the time to tell Luoluo that he had recovered his memories yet, otherwise the black-clothed man who would frequently watch them in the dark would definitely do more things.

“I means that you are a woman of I, so your son should naturally be her son.” Chou Yan smiled faintly.

Luoluo’s face immediately fell, and her hope once again fell to the bottom of the valley.

She thought that during the period of time that she had fainted, Ming Liehan had already recovered his memories …

She thought she heard Ming Liehan call him in her dreams that day, heard him say that she was Ming Liehan, heard him say that he was here … She thought it wasn’t a dream …

However, from the looks of it, that was indeed a dream.

“Does it still hurt?” Chou Yan suddenly changed the topic, moving forward and fiddling with a strand of hair on Luoluo’s face.

Luoluo pursed her lips: “It’s okay, at least it’s not as painful as when I was injured. If I didn’t move, then I wouldn’t feel pain.” In fact, my wounds are pretty much healed too, I just don’t understand why Xi Er is so stubborn, and why she doesn’t let me off the bed to walk around, I feel like my entire body is as stiff as a rock! ”

“The imperial physician has said that it will be at least ten days before you get out of bed!”

“Ah?” Luoluo puffed her lips, “Another ten days huh?”

“Can’t you rest well?” Chou Yan laughed and patted Luoluo’s little face. He knew that her favorite hobby was sleeping and eating, or going out to see the scenery.

“If that person were to lie so still, he would definitely lie there till he dies!” Luoluo pouted. “Then after ten days, I can get out of bed. Why don’t you take me out to play?”

“Where are we going?”

“Eh?” Luoluo’s eyes widened. “You really agreed to it?”

“Of course.” Chou Yan laughed, holding Luoluo’s hand and placing him in her palm, “Now that you are the biggest, how can I not listen to your request?”

“Then …” Luoluo suddenly laughed mischievously, and then looked at Chou Yan with a serious expression. “Take me to Sang Tian.”

Chou Yan’s face stiffened as he looked at Luoluo in shock.

“I want to go to Sang Tian.” Luoluo blinked and pouted, feeling wronged. “There was once someone who promised me that they would accompany me to see the scenery in Morita Mountain, but he went back on her promise.”

She still remembered.

Chou Yan frowned, and held Luoluo’s hand tightly. If she could remember such a small promise, then how did the Luoluo manage to make it in the year that everyone thought he died?

“What do you think?” Luoluo gently shook Chou Yan’s big hand.

“Good.” Chou Yan laughed, holding Luoluo’s small hand and placed it on his lips and kissed: “When you are out of bed, I will bring you to Morita Mountain.”

Luoluo opened her mouth and laughed at Chou Yan.

He had promised her that he wouldn’t break his promise. Even though he didn’t remember everything from the past, he was still her cold. She wanted him to accompany her to the great ocean and the great mulberry fields …

At night.

“Since you’re here, why are you hiding outside?” Chou Yan suddenly put down the pen in his hand, and looked coldly at the corner outside the door.

The moment the black-clothed man heard, he no longer hid and walked in coldly.

“What is it?” Chou Yan raised his eyebrows.

“Are you sure you want to set up the Princess Gabriella?” The black clothed man looked at Chou Yan coldly.

“Golden words.” Chou Yan smiled faintly, as though he had already gotten used to this kind of threat from the black clothed man and was fearless.

“I’m afraid you’ll have to pay the price.”

“What price?” Chou Yan looked up.

“You will know.” The man in black sneered, turned around, and once again disappeared into the night.

“The price …?” Chou Yan stood behind the table and raised his head to look at the night sky outside.

He had already paid too much of a price.

From Xuanyuan Ye Hen, he had even given up his life. How could he possibly fear any sort of price? The only thing he was concerned about was the safety of the Luoluo, but he was afraid that if he wanted to set the Luoluo as his successor, the price he had paid would only be for him.

Chou Yan turned around and sighed softly.

From today onwards, the man in black whom he had previously acknowledged when he was at a loss would become his enemy, and he would have to be on his guard, both in the open and in the dark.

A year ago, he woke up from the Taoist Jingyu that he claimed to be, and that strange old man just gave him the Canghai Mingyue with a smile. He told him, there must be a reason for everything, and this was the true path that should belong to him … After that, after leaving the place of the Taoist, they met the black clothed man. Seeing that he had lost his memories, the black clothed man told him about his matter and told him to return to continue being the king of the Chou Ming Country …

Now, he couldn’t help but suspect that the real King Chou Ming had already been killed!

Ten days later.

Luoluo had been counting her days until the sun had risen on the tenth day. Then, she jumped from bed to the floor.

Xi Er, who was carrying water in her hands, had no choice but to run over and support Luoluo, who had nearly fell down from running too fast. “Princess, even if you’re in a rush, you should at least put on your shoes, right?”

“Ugh …” The Luoluo’s face reddened. She turned around and put on her shoes, then heard Steamed Bun’s giggle from the side.

“Stinking brat, are you laughing at me?” Luoluo turned her head and stared at Steamed Bun.

“Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. Yan Er such a joke, wow, wow, wow, wow! “Steamed Bun quickly ran over and hugged Luoluo’s leg.” Yan Er is happy, Mother can go and play with him now! ”

“Is that so?” Luoluo obviously didn’t believe him.

“Really!” “Steamed Bun nodded his head, then quickly ran to the side of the table and took out a few sheets of paper from where he had finished writing Ming Zi’s name.” “Mother, look, Yan Er has already done very well writing his name!”

Luoluo took the paper and his face turned cold. She curled her lips and endured the smile on his face as she looked at Xi Er.

Although it was written like a bug crawling out of the sea, for a young child like him, being able to write his own Ming Zi was already not bad.

“My son is a genius!” Luoluo suddenly nodded in praise.

“Oh, right!” “Steamed Bun suddenly turned around and ran back to the table. He picked up the other two pieces of paper and placed them in Luoluo’s hands,” “Mother, look, this is your name and your father’s name written on it!”

Luoluo looked at the words written on it. It was also written crookedly, but the words “Luoluo Su” and “Ming Liehan” could still be seen clearly.

“Oh, well written.” Luoluo nodded. “Who taught you that? “Did your big sister Xi Er teach you?”

“No, no!” “Steamed Bun pouted and turned to look at Xi Er.” Big sister Xi Er is busy taking care of mother everyday, where did she get the time to teach Yan Er how to write?

“Father?” Luoluo frowned, then remembered what Steamed Bun had called Chou Yan. She smiled and nodded, then turned and got Xi Er to help her change her clothes.

Suddenly, Luoluo turned around and looked at the “Ming Liehan” Ming Zi in Steamed Bun’s hands. “Did your royal father teach you?”

“Yes!” Steamed Bun nodded his head.

Luoluo suddenly turned around and picked up the piece of paper with Ming Liehan’s name written on it. She looked at the three words on it in shock.

If Chou Yan taught him, why would he let Steamed Bun write about Ming Liehan? He would definitely force Steamed Bun to write the word Chou Yan!

“Ming Liehan ….” Luoluo suddenly looked at the three words with trembling hands. Why would Chou Yan teach Steamed Bun to write this Ming Zi?

“Steamed Bun, didn’t he ask you to write Chou Yan’s Ming Zi?”

“No!” Steamed Bun raised his face and grinned.

Just as Luoluo was in a daze, Chou Yan coincidentally came to mandala. Seeing that she was staring at a piece of paper in a daze, he curiously walked forward and asked, “What are you looking at?”

Luoluo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chou Yan.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing that Luoluo’s eyes were filled with surprise, Chou Yan raised his eyebrows, and walked forward to take the paper in his hand, then laughed and bent down to pat Steamed Bun’s head: “Not bad.”

“You ….” Luoluo stood at the side and looked at Chou Yan in a daze.

Chou Yan stopped and stood up, looking at the Luoluo, “What are you daydreaming for?”

“Chou Yan ….” You … “How did you know how to write Ming Zi who taught Steamed Bun how to write about Ming Liehan?”

Chou Yan stared blankly, then cleared his throat a little awkwardly, as he lowered his head and smiled at Steamed Bun: “That was what Yan Er asked Royal Father to ask you to teach him, that Ming Zi, to write, right?”

“No ….” Steamed Bun looked at Chou Yan in confusion. He didn’t understand why Chou Yan wanted him to lie, but after seeing the look Chou Yan gave him, Steamed Bun suddenly thought that it was really fun. “That’s right!”

Luoluo turned her head to look at Steamed Bun and then at Chou Yan with suspicion. “Really?”

“What else do you think?” Chou Yan asked back.

“No.” Luoluo pouted. “I just thought you remembered something.” Saying that, she tilted her head and let out a long sigh.

Seeing Luoluo like this, Chou Yan felt a little helpless. He should have told Luoluo that the person currently standing in front of her was Ming Liehan, and furthermore, it was Ming Liehan who had recovered her memories. But now, was not the time …