Gu Yuan was relieved. She felt that her son Nie Yu was more sensible.
Of course, she knew that Nie Yu had always had some small hostility towards Huo Chenchen and Huo Lanting, but now that they can talk to each other peacefully and friendly, she feels that Nie Yu is a good and sensible boy.
I can't help but think of Jiang Yinfeng again, I don't know what he is?
After a few hours of suffering like this, the plane finally successfully reached Sarab's capital. When the capital arrived, it was in the evening. From a distance, we saw the city's high-rises. Outside the city, golden sand surrounded the blue lake. Beauty is quiet.
Upon arrival, I saw that the house here has a pointed roof and wide floor-to-ceiling windows. The clear blue sky and the scattered Sarabau-style high-rise buildings complement each other, and outline a quiet and mysterious blue picture, full of rich exotic flavor.
Because Huo Chenchen had already greeted him in advance, the three princes of the Sarab royal family came to pick them up in person. It was a young man with profound facial features and a passionate laugh. About 30 years old, he had a long name called muqtadaibnazizrahman. He asked everyone Just call him muqtada.
When Huo Chenchen introduced Nie Yu, he enthusiastically shook hands. Everyone had met before. Nie Yu also attended his wedding. He said he was very happy to see him.
When Huo Chenchen introduced Gu Yuan, he paused a bit, and said, "She is Lan Ting's mother."
As soon as this word came out, muqtada was shocked. He raised his dark eyebrows in amazement and said in his blunt international language: "Mother of Lanting?"
Sarabak's bright red sun reflected on Huo Chenchen's face in the evening, and a faint blush was applied to the ice-jade face. His eyes were calm and he said, "Yes."
This word came out and the scene was silent.
The three princes of Muqtada saw Hu Yichen and his mother and looked at him, then grinned, and then stepped forward to say hello to his mother.
Nie Yu sneered.
Alas, the atmosphere is ambiguous, isn't the relationship special? I already thought of my mother as that, right?
So Nie Yu went straight to her side, and she put a big face on her face, fangs smiled, and said, "This is also my mother."
Muqtada was caught off guard and startled again, with his mouth wide open: "Ah?"
Nie Yu smiled and stretched out his hand: "Prince Muqtada, we have met before, in Xie Nie Yu, this is my mother Ms. Gu."
The situation was so weird. Muqtada looked at Huo Chenchen, but saw that Huo Chenchen had no objection at all, his eyes were calm and his face was normal.
Does this seem to be true?
In the end, Muqtada could only try to squeeze out a warm smile and said haha, "Come with me, come with me! Let me introduce you to the situation first."
Muqtada didn't mention the identity issue of Gu. He first took everyone for a simple dinner, and by the way, talked about the situation of takalamham. It turned out that takalamham belonged to the remote part of Sarabah, and there were some deserted homeless people. They have little contact with the outside world and have their own customs. Generally speaking, the Sarabites will not easily enter their fields.
At the end of a meal, Gu Yuan also knew about it. That night, he flew directly to the oasis nearest to Takalamham, where there is a villa of muqtada. The big guy is here with Ji Qisen's subordinates and the Hua Kingdom. The people met and discussed together, and decided to go to takalamham to search for Jiang Yinfeng in several batches.
When deciding who to enter the desert, Huo Chenchen glanced at Gu Yuan and said, "Mr. Nie, as for you—"
His voice paused, and he said, "You stay in the palace and wait for the news."
Gu Yuan naturally protested: "Mr. Huo, I want to follow along."
She was so anxious now, how could she stay in the palace with peace of mind.
Huo Chenchen's voice was originally light and light, which was so misleading that this person was gentle and harmless, but at this time the light voice was undeniable: "Miss Gu, you can't follow, there is danger, You are not suitable. "
Gu Yuan froze. She looked at Huo Chenchen's cold eyes and realized that he would never give in.
Now she turned to look for help to her son: "Nie Yu, I am in the same batch as you, I will go with you."
When it matters, my son works! Gu Yuan looked at his son with anticipation.
Huo Chenchen frowned slightly. Of course, he knew that Nie Yu opposed himself all the way along the way. At this time--
however……
Nie Yu, the son who always pleased Gu Yuan and his obedient mother, converged on the hippie smile of the past and looked at Gu Yuan seriously. For the first time in his life, he stood in the same camp with Huo Chenchen: "Mom, you still Here, here it is safe. "
Gu Yuan: "But-. ."
Nie Yu raised her hand, her voice was firm: "Mom, no, but you stay here obediently, we will definitely find a way to find my brother."
Gu Yuan looked at his son, who looked extraordinarily calm, not so calm as the old Nie Yu she was familiar with.
His narrow brown eyes looked at Gu Yan, holding her hand with a strong hand, his expression was solemn and solemn, "Mom, believe us."
Gu Yuan took a deep breath, looking at the other side that his son could not easily see, and nodded.
Nie Yu was right.
When it matters, he is actually the most sane.
This is a rational approach. She really can't help but go to chaos.
She should stay in the palace peacefully, so that she can be safer and allow them to look for her last son with peace of mind.
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Because Gu Yuan was a guest brought by Huo Chenchen, Prince Muqtada obviously treated Gu Cheng very favorably, almost treating her as her most distinguished guest, introduced her to the villa facilities warmly, and told her how far the opposite was e Queen Elizabeth's villa: "In July every year, she will come to live for at least half a month."
Gu Yuan smiled gratefully at Prince Muqtada, but she was totally indifferent. She was full of remembering her son who was missing in the desert.
In the past two days, she has also collected a lot of information about the desert, and about takalamham. I know that the natural conditions of takalamham are worse than she thought. The temperature difference between day and night is huge. I know that there are some ethnic groups in Takalamham. May be the sacrifice of living people, etc., the more you look, the more shocking you are, fearing that your son has already suffered unexpected events.
Prince Muqtada saw her anxiety and said with a smile, "You can rest assured that your friend will not be in trouble. We will send so many people to find him. Besides, Chen Chen has gone out in person and he will help You get him back. "
Gu Yuan lips, want to smile at this friendly muqtada, but can't smile.
It has been looking for two days, but there is no news till now.
She knew that if anything progressed, Huo Chenchen or Nie Yu would tell her, but not.
Prince Muqtada: "I think that person must be very important to you. He must be your good friend."
Gu Yuan: "He is my son."
Prince Muqtada coughed for a moment: "Cough cough cough!"
How many sons does she have? !!
Gu Yuan knew that his story would scare passers-by when he said it at first: "There are some reasons, I have several sons."
Prince Muqtada was dazed: "I seem to understand a bit. Lan Chen's son Lan Ting is also your son. Mr. Nie is also your son. The missing one is also your son."
Gu Yuan nodded: "Yes."
Prince Muqtada couldn't understand it at all. He looked at Gu Yuan with a dull tone and said in a somewhat out-of-tune tone, "You are such a strange woman. No wonder Chen Chen cares about you so much."
Gu Yuan heard this and looked at Prince Muqtada in doubt, care?
Prince Muqtada didn't understand why she looked so unexpectedly and spread her hand: "Isn't it? I have never seen him care so much about any woman."
In fact, as far as Prince Muqtada's understanding of Huo Chenchen is concerned, he doesn't care about women, he can't remember any woman's face, and he won't look at any woman's face—except those at work.
Prince Muqtada even suspected that at the time of the wedding, Huo Chenchen didn't know what his wife looked like.
But it is clear that for this [Lan Ting's mother? ? ] He valued it, and the tone he spoke with was obviously different from usual. Others may not notice it, but his muqtada can see it at a glance.
Gu Yuan smiled helplessly; "You may have misunderstood, the relationship between us is not what you think, I and him-"
She thought about it and used a word: "Unfamiliar."
It ’s really unfamiliar, so I have n’t known each other for a long time, and every time they meet, the topic is basically around Huo Lanting. It can be said that two people are forcibly linked because of Huo Lanting. Don't look at her more.
Prince Muqtada certainly did not agree. He waved his hands desperately: "No, no, no, no, this must not be the case, and Chen Chen attaches great importance to it."
After all, it was almost impossible for Chen Chen to go to takalamham to find someone in person with everyone.
God knows how much he hated sand before.
But now, because of the Miss Gu in front of him, he seems to be able to do anything.
Gu Yuan looked at him seriously, but he looked a little bit.
Huo Chenchen really helped himself a lot this time.
...
Sitting in front of the window on the second floor, Gu Yuan looked out of the window. The stars in the sky were very low, as if they could be taken off with one hand. The illumination is like a fairyland, and the dark blue swimming pool is wavy with the breeze, like pieces of fine sapphire, and beyond that piece of fine sapphire, it is a vast desert.
The golden sand is rolling, there is no end under this vast starry sky.
Never before has she been so eager, eager to see the last son, eager to know what he was like.
She knew almost nothing about him, except that his name was Jiang Yinfeng, a beautiful name.
The desert at night was very cold. Although the air conditioner in the room was warm, Gu Yuan, who was near the window, still felt chills.
She took a light breath, stood up, and paced boringly around the room.
The night was already deep and she couldn't sleep.
Just then, the phone ringing suddenly.
She suddenly stiffened her back and looked slowly at her phone.
It has been more than two days, she has been waiting for news, but this phone never rings, now, it rings?
Did some of the sons in China call him, or did Nie Yu Huo Chenchen call?
Her heartbeat speeded up, she picked up her mobile phone, flipped it gently, and saw the call above: Huo Chenchen.
A burst of ecstasy burst into her heart, and she took a deep breath and hurried to answer.
On the other end of the phone, there was a steady voice, as if with the cold and vastness of the desert: "He has been locked, and he will be found tomorrow."