"Yes." Jiang Zebei responded without raising his eyes.

Chen Mengtian laughed in a low voice. She looked at the two children beside her with ignorant eyes, and then casually swept to the room to dress up.

She raised her foot and walked around the house, saying, "Aze, although we have been separated for seven years, I still know you. You have recovered your memory in Zuixianlou, but you have never recognized me and the children. It can be seen that you have unspeakable difficulties.

If I hadn't come to Dayin Temple today, hadn't seen Master Yichen, and hadn't heard what Huizhi said, I would have blamed you for being cruel, but now I can understand your state of mind."

Chen Mengtian touched the bookshelf placed in the room, stopped, turned around and looked at the face not far away, with a little surprised, but showed a little clarity, and was very helpless Jiang Zebei.

She walked slowly towards Jiang Zebei, "I know everything you care about is nothing more than your uncontrollable condition. But I finally found you, how could you let you leave me again for such a reason?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zebei's handsome face was full of tiredness and deep melancholy, "Tiantian, you shouldn't have come to Dayin Temple."

"If I don't come, will you hide it from me forever?" Chen Mengtian came to Jiang Zebei, staring at him seriously, and his words were a little sharp.

Jiang Zebei remained silent, this was already the default attitude.

Seeing this, Chen Mengtian understood.

She came to the side of the two children and held one in one hand, "Aze, do you know that over the past seven years, I and the children have been looking for you. Ning'er and An'er have been running around with me since they have memories.

Ziyue, Qishan, and your younger brothers Jiang Yurui, General Ji, General Feng, Xu Wenzhan, and Xu Wenrui. Over the years, they have been taking turns to accompany me, running around looking for you, and tutoring their children.

To this day, Ning'er and An'er don't have the same name. They are princesses and princesses, but they don't even have a name. We are all waiting for you to give your two children a name.

After seven years, in this long wait, do you know how much courage I need to consume! How many times of disappointment and tortures I have experienced!”

As he said that, Chen Mengtian's tears fell, but his face was filled with self-deprecating.

Jiang Zebei couldn't stand her tears, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were about to deform.

At the moment, I didn't want to worry about anything, so I rushed over and hugged the crying little woman tightly into my arms.

But he can't, this time it's different.

No matter how long it takes for seven years to separate, I can’t find a thought, but what I find is separation from life and death.

七年前的情景,姜泽北记忆深刻.

Qingyuan said that the reason why he believed without any doubt was that when he fell off the cliff, the Turkic national master also said that he would refine him into a puppet to obtain the unique and yin energy. Only the strong are the best tools.

At that time, he was fighting against the Turkic National Master, covered in scars. As the Turkic National Master's spell sounded, there was a strange force in his body rushing around, which made his reason gradually become uncontrollable.

At a critical moment, the only trace of reason made him choose to jump off the cliff.

He didn't know if the choice was wrong. Now he knew that the strange power in his body had not disappeared in seven years, and even the interval between the onset of the disease was shorter than the other time.

Jiang Zebei suppressed his heart's desire, and his handsome face returned to his calm appearance. He lowered his eyes and said, "Seven years can change a lot."
Chapter completed!