Outside Nanjing City, Leng Junhan, dressed in white clothes stained with blood (both his own and others'), was fortunately not seriously injured. He無奈地低頭看了看身上的傷口，回頭再看向身後，一直追在他身後的大內侍衛還冇有追上來這才微微鬆了口氣，靠在山坡上準備歇息片刻。,In front of Ye Li, Mo Xiaobao was always a well-behaved and adorable son. "Mother, your child is wronged, your child didn’t think thoroughly for the moment. You and Father suddenly left, your child felt so hard all by himself...","Little nephew greets Uncle Ding Wang and Auntie."。