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　　Chapter 428: Madame Tujia

　　For five years, it would take a long time and a short time.

　　It would be as brief as a meteor streaking across the sky if it were left in the middle of a long history.

　　Flowers bloom for five years, flowers fail for five years;

　　Spring came five years ago, and Spring left as well.

　　To Lin Xueluo, there wasn't much of a change. The days of living like a prince had helped her become more charming and mature.

　　Lin Xueluo's life in the Pater Castle could be said to be of the queen's rank.

　　There were clothes that could not be worn, food that could not be eaten, and a large number of servants serving her from the front and back.

　　It could be said that these past five years of Lin Xueluo's life could be said to be as enjoyable as being a queen's!

　　Except for one thing, she couldn't have it.

　　That was — freedom!

　　Dazzling sunlight sprinkled across the beautiful forest. It was a long and leisurely scene.

　　The breath of life that permeated the air in this spring filled the s.p.a.ce between heaven and earth.

　　The beautiful scenery of this peaceful mountain forest seemed to have been purified, it was a different story altogether.

　　Xueluo leaned against the window, and looked at the beautiful scenery before him that was like a painting, and only let out a long sigh.

　　When he was just brought back to Pater Castle by the Hetun, Xueluo had struggled before and protested before running out of the Pater Castle in the middle of the night.

　　She wanted to escape this place, to take the little girl with her and fly away, to become a free mother and son!

　　It was because Xueluo did not want to see his child under someone else's shelter! More accurately, it should be someone else's prisoner!

　　Xueluo clearly remembered that time, the time Hetun personally came to chase after her.

　　But strangely, he didn't angrily escort Xueluo back again, but instead leisurely followed behind Xueluo, as if he was accompanying her.

　　To the Hetun, walking in this large forest was much easier;

　　However, for Xueluo who was pregnant, after walking for a few hundred meters, he was already drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.

　　Xueluo persisted in walking for another thousand meters before he finally reached the point of exhaustion where he laid on a dead tree branch in the middle of the forest.

　　The Hetun was not anxious, she did not berate Xueluo for coming back with him, but sat not far from Xueluo, quietly watching him, waiting for her to recover.