The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 897: She must not be dead

Murong Jie and Dao Boss have been looking for him in Bei'an. Since Murong Jie came, Dao Boss doesn't need to do hard work, because Murong Jie carries a bank note with him.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a silver note. There is Hu Huanxi's silver number here. Go in and show the sign and stamp your name to get the silver.

After searching for more than ten days in a row, almost every corner of Bei'an County was trampled. Moreover, Murong Jie also spent money to post a portrait of Zi'an, and then painted a portrait of the baby girl and posted it everywhere according to the description of the boss.

It is said that there must be a brave man with a lot of money. Someone came here today and said that he had seen this little girl, about two years old, and they belonged to the same village. This girl is called Tianen, her father is a woodcutter, and her mother is in Weaving at home, poor family.

Although the information doesn't quite match, Zi'an can't weave, but who can't learn?

Murong Jie immediately took Dao Boss to this village. The village is called Zhentou Village. It is located in the northwest corner of Bei'an County.

According to the information given by the messenger, Murong Jie came to a dilapidated thatched hut.

There is a small yard in the thatched hut. The wooden door is hidden. From the crack of the door, you can see clothes hanging in the small yard. There are children crying. The sound of organic shovels came out, and a gentle female voice said: "Okay. Alright, alright, mother will be fine soon, Tianen, don't make trouble."

Murong Jie quickly opened the door and walked in quickly.

"Hey, who are you? How did you break into my house?"

The woman at the loom jumped up immediately, and stepped aside while holding the crying little girl next to her, looking nervously at Murong Jie and Boss Dao.

She is in her thirties, with dark skin and a lot of pockmarks on her face. Her facial features are fine, but when she speaks, two front teeth are missing.

She held the child tightly in her arms, the child slowly turned her head, and there were two crystal tears hanging on Bai Nen's face.

When Murong Jie saw that face, his breathing almost stagnated. His eyebrows, nose, and mouth were exactly the same as Zian.

The Boss Dao was also stunned. Before seeing it from a distance, he felt like it, but now it looks more like it from a close distance!

"Who are you?" The woman looked at Murong Jie and Boss Dao, and when she saw the two staring at the child in her hand, she became more and more frightened.

Murong Jie finally recovered and asked, "Where's the mother of this child?"

"I'm her mother, what do you want to do?" the woman asked hostilely.

"You are her mother?" Murong Jie banged his head, how could it be possible? This child is so similar to Zi'an, how could it be the daughter of this ugly woman?

"That's right, hurry up, or I'll call someone." The woman said.

"How can you prove that this is your daughter?" Dao Boss asked a rather stupid question, mainly because after searching for so long, when she came to Zhentou Village, she was full of hope, but she said it was her daughter , this is really unacceptable.

I just fell out of the world and my brain freezes.

The woman said angrily: "How can I prove it? Go and find out, this is my daughter."

"You are so ugly, how can you give birth to such a beautiful daughter?" Although Dao Boss doesn't understand genetics, he knows that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can pierce holes, so such an ugly mother can't give birth to such an ugly mother. Such a beautiful girl.

"You..." The woman was exasperated, "Let's go now, or I'll report to the official."

Murong Jie was reluctant to leave, but he couldn't find an excuse to stay. All of his recent hopes had been pinned on this baby girl who looked exactly like Zian, but now that it was suddenly shattered, he still couldn't accept it.

He knows it's useless to stay, but he has passed the day of fear and despair, walking on the road with no hope in sight.

Two and a half years, a full two and a half years.

He walked slowly to the front of the machine, without any strength in his body, watching the lines on the machine crisscross, like the scenes of the past in his mind, interwoven into a huge net, making him round and round. trapped.

Originally, the little girl was crying, but after the two came in, she just stared at them with curious eyes, especially Murong Jie.

Seeing Murong Jie standing beside the machine, she actually struggled down. How could the woman let her down, and coaxed: "Tian En, don't make trouble."

Murong Jie looked over and saw that the little girl was also looking at her, her eyes were clear and pure, so similar to Zi'an.

He thought, if he and Zi'an's child could be born, it would probably be like this.

He said softly: "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, we have no malicious intentions, but this child looks like a wife, so I want to come and see."

The woman was obviously not so nervous. Looking at the two of them, they didn't seem to be malicious, but they were full of sadness and loss. This kind of sadness and loss can also infect people. She hesitated and asked, "What about your wife? ?"

Murong Jie looked sad and looked at the child blankly, "I don't know, I don't know."

The woman has a sour feeling in her heart. Although she has never seen the world, she can feel the sadness in this man.

What happened to him?

The child was still about to come down, so the woman let go and squatted on the ground carefully, trying to help her go.

The little girl walked straight to Murong Jie, raised her head, and her big eyes were full of curiosity.

Murong Jie felt a pain in his heart and reached out to hug her. The woman screamed and rushed over. Murong Jie snorted, "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug her."

The woman stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

The little girl stretched out her chubby little hand, touched the stubble that grew out of Murong Jie's chin, and giggled. The frowning eyes stabbed Murong Jie's heart.

"What's your name?" Murong Jie asked in a hoarse voice, his voice choked.

"God!"

Heavenly grace, God's gift, what a good name.

Murong Jie put her down and walked out quickly.

Boss Knife was startled and hurriedly chased after him.

"Your Highness..."

Murong Jie stopped, he had nowhere to go.

Or rather, he doesn't know where to go.

"Xiaodao, don't look for it anymore, go back to Beijing and live your life in a down-to-earth way. Mommy is old, you go back and take care of it." He said disheartenedly.

The boss of the knife shook his head, "I won't go back, I didn't find the princess, I won't go back."

"She's dead!" Murong Jie suddenly turned around, his eyes were blood red, he had been deceiving himself all the time, he told himself that as long as she didn't see her body, she might be alive, but how many times was he disappointed? So many disappointments have converged into today's despair, and he can't deceive himself.

Boss Knife looked at him blankly and shook his head subconsciously, "No, I won't die."

"If she doesn't die, then where is she? If she doesn't die, why didn't she come back?" Murong Jie's face was terrifying, everything could not stand scrutiny, if she didn't die, where was she? If she's okay, why doesn't she come back? Boss Dao panicked when he saw him like this, and murmured: "In short, he is not dead, in short he is not dead, he must still be alive."