Chapter 426 Diary

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Sitting on the soft bed, Mao Mao changed into a clean and tidy hospital uniform. He held a cup of warm milk in his hand. When he saw the beautiful eldest sister smiling and cleaning up his wounds, Mao Mao was completely convinced that he really seemed to be saved.

Mao Mao was the name that the little boy told Lin Xuanyuan. It was an obvious nickname or even a pseudonym without a surname. This was the only thing he said to Lin Xuanyuan. Apart from that, from the beginning until now, even during the process of stitching up the wound and disinfecting the alcohol, this child who had already exhausted all of his strength did not make any movements.

Soft lights enveloped every corner of the ward. He drank all the milk in the cup and continued to remain silent.

His current location was the private hospital within the War God Palace.

War God Palace.

This was the place Grandpa Sun wanted him to come after helping him escape with all his might.

Grandpa Sun was the housekeeper of the family. Mao Mao had heard from his mother that Grandpa Sun had taken care of her old man since her mother was young. After her mother gave birth to him, he had taken care of her meticulously.

Mao Mao had extraordinary trust in the old butler.

Therefore, when those figures with sabers rushed into his home and wreaked havoc, and Grandpa Sun wanted to run towards the War God Palace, Mao Mao did not think too much and rushed towards the War God Palace with all his might.

He was only an eight or nine year old child, and there were no complicated thoughts in his mind. Even now, he did not know why Grandpa Sun had called him to the War God Palace. He only knew that in this environment, he seemed to have been saved.

What about... Grandpa Sun?

And... the mother who was taken away by a group of mysterious people early this morning...

"Pa!"

Mao Mao seemed to have thought of something. An extremely burning rage suddenly flashed in his pitch-black pupils. His tender palm tightly gripped the cup of milk in his hand, becoming tighter and tighter. The hard glass suddenly shattered under his constant force.

The sharp glass instantly pierced into his tender palm. The sharp glass seemed to be rubbing against his muscles, blood vessels, and bones. The pain caused his young body to tremble slightly, but he didn't say a word. He just silently lowered his head and looked at his bloody palm.

"Ah..."

When the young nurse who was making Mao Mao's bed heard the sound, she subconsciously turned around. Seeing this scene, she cried out in alarm. She immediately ran over and placed Mao Mao on the bed. Her face was somewhat pale, and she hurriedly rummaged through the alcohol gauze and hemostatic solution.

The private hospital of the War God Palace was never open to the public, Anyone who can live here, Without a doubt, they were all people from within the palace, Moreover, this child was personally sent in by His Highness, Absolutely rich or expensive, He didn't notice that he was injured for a while, The nurse's pretty face turned pale with fright. Furthermore, the boy's strange silence made her feel an indescribable fear. He did not seem to be any different from other children of the same age. The silence revealed a temperament that she could not even describe. Every time she saw the child's gaze, the nurse would feel her heart skip a beat.

"What's the matter?"

A calm voice came from the living room outside the bedroom.

The nurse's scalp went numb. The alcohol-stained cotton swab subconsciously pressed into the child's wound. The child's body suddenly trembled, but he gritted his teeth tightly without a sound of humph.

"Ah, Your Highness... I'm sorry, I, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention..."

The nurse's voice trembled incoherently. She raised her delicate body halfway and continued to squat. She stood up and was anxious as if she was about to cry.

"I'll do it."

A gentle voice sounded, and a faint fragrance floated. Lin Shuimo walked over and took the things in the nurse's hands, carefully cleaning the boy's wounds.

The nurse was stunned for a moment and secretly glanced at Lin Xuanyuan. Seeing that the other party did not have any special reaction, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The room fell silent again, and the atmosphere was strange and subtle.

War God Wang Lin Xuanyuan stood expressionlessly at the side. Lin Shuimo carefully cleaned up the wound on the boy's hand. The smile made people feel like spring breeze, but in the eyes of the nurse, she always felt that the beauty who came in with the prince was forced to laugh. It could almost be said that she was forced to laugh, but the little boy who sat on the bed did not move his hand, and did not even blink his eyes, as if he was a dead object.

"Wang... Your Highness... I, I'll go out first."

The nurse endured and endured. Finally, she could not endure the atmosphere in the ward and whispered.

Lin Xuanyuan expressionlessly nodded. After seeing the nurse trotting out like an amnesty, he took a few steps and sat opposite the little boy, looking into his eyes.

Lin Xuanyuan's gaze was sharp and sharp. The dull-eyed boy's body quietly trembled as he subconsciously dodged.

"Your name is Mao Mao?"

Lin Xuanyuan looked at the child in front of him and took the initiative to ask.

The child subconsciously nodded. He looked at Lin Xuanyuan and quickly lowered his head. At his age, he naturally did not understand the meaning of the words' War God King 'to the entire empire. However, it was clear that he was still quite respectful of this young uncle who had saved him.

"Alright, Mao Mao."

Lin Xuanyuan lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled, "Why did the people from the Gentlemen's Hall kill you? Why did you come to the War God Palace? Children don't lie, do they?"

"Grandpa Sun asked me to come."

Mao Mao hesitated for a moment and said softly.

"Who is Grandpa Sun?"

Lin Xuanyuan frowned. Within Nine Continents City, A big shot who could directly deliver a message to him, The Sun Clan in Nine Continents City was a super economic power comparable to the Xie Clan. The Emperor's woman, Sun Qingying, who supported the Royal Nuclear Physics Laboratory, was also from the Sun Clan. However, the grandpa Sun in front of the child's mouth was clearly not the grandpa Sun he remembered.

Could it be a stranger?

If a stranger wanted a child to come here to avoid being hunted down, could it be that he really thought of himself as a good person?

And the Gentleman's Hall...

Is Brother Long's words trustworthy or not?

Was this child really the person Lin Fengxue wanted? What's the use of having a child?

"Grandpa Sun is our housekeeper."

Mao Mao sat up straight and whispered as he looked at his palms that were gradually wrapped in snow-white gauze.

Lin Xuanyuan's cigarette-holding fingers tightened. He felt that it was getting more and more messy. Communicating with a child was indeed quite difficult. He took a deep breath and nodded. He continued, "You said your family, little fellow, who are there in your family? Perhaps I know them."

"Grandpa Sun and my mother. My mother's name is Cheng Shuang. She, she was taken away this morning."

Mao Mao's expression was gloomy, but as if he had thought of something, he clenched his fists tightly again.

"Where's your father?"

Lin Xuanyuan suddenly asked.

Mao Mao's body suddenly trembled. A hint of hatred suddenly erupted from his pair of innocent and childish eyes. It was a mournful and venomous glint.

Lin Xuanyuan looked at the child in front of him with a complicated expression. He was in a daze, as if he had seen himself many years ago.

"My father's name is Qin Shian."

Mao Mao was silent for a long time before he spoke blankly.

Qin Shian...

Qin Shian! ! !

Southwest!

The current Mayor of Southwest City!

Lin Xuanyuan's body trembled, and some of the doubts in his mind began to clear up.

This child in front of him was Qin Shian's son?

Why did Lin Fengxue kill Qin Shian's son?

According to the information available to the Wang Family, Qin Shian's wife was not surnamed Cheng.

In other words, Mao Mao's mother, Cheng Shuang, was not Qin Shian's legitimate wife.

Lovers, illegitimate children...

The more Lin Xuanyuan thought about it, the more he thought about the actions of the Gentleman's Hall tonight.

Could it be that he was murdering people to silence them?

A few days ago, the Central Supervision Department of the Empire and the Ministry of Officials had formed a few patrol teams, one of which was located in the southwest and Heavenly Palace Province.

Judging from the time, it should be time for the results.

Qin Shi'an was not the leader of the southwest faction, but in the southwest faction, he was definitely powerful. He was currently the youngest member of the empire's central committee. He was 41 years old. Now, he was one of the representatives of the southwest faction's young faction. Judging from the layout of the southwest faction, Qin Shi'an was definitely the favourite for the upcoming general election in more than ten years.

His position in the southwest faction was basically the same as the current Governor of Jiangnan Province, Huangfu Jun, in the royal faction. Both of them were the leaders of the young factions in their major factions, and the two of them could even be said to be the most direct competitors.

Lin Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed tightly. Right now, the royal family was under tremendous pressure. It seemed like an excellent opportunity.

"Grandpa Sun said that if I were to hand over something to the person in charge here, he would be able to protect me and let me live."

Mao Mao was silent for a moment before speaking again.

"That notebook?"

Lin Xuanyuan subconsciously said, While changing the little fellow's clothes, Lin Xuanyuan discovered a notebook that had fallen out of Mao Mao's embrace. It was locked by a password, but the so-called password lock could be unlocked with just a little effort. Lin Xuanyuan ignored it and put the notebook with the clothes that the little fellow had changed. Now that Mao Mao said this, he immediately thought of that notebook.

"Yes."

Mao Mao nodded and watched as Lin Shuimo walked over and handed the notebook to Lin Xuanyuan in his clothes. He obediently said, "I know it's Mom's diary, but she never showed it to me."

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Broken for four days … I'm tired like a dog after the new year. I really can't take it anymore. Brothers, forgive me. Now that my relatives have almost moved, the updates will stabilize. Happy New Year ~ ~