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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1343

After staring at Caspian coldly for a moment, the one behind the Gates of Hell was about to step forward again and enter the arched door.

“If you dare to take a step further, I will kill you!” Caspian’s cold voice came from behind the person behind the Gates of Hell.

The person behind the Gates of Hell stopped. After a while, he turned around and saw Caspian’s eyes.

Caspian’s killing intent was wild. Ever since he had woken up from the Gates of Hell and entered the young man’s body, he had already known Caspian’s temper. But at this moment, he was surprised to find that this was the first time that he had seen such a warning look in the eyes of Caspian.

Although he also knew that Caspian’s words were just threats. There was absolutely no way the other party could kill him. But, he could actually feel Caspian’s determination and ruthlessness.

The man behind the Gates of Hell turned his head to look at the arched door.

There was only a door separating him from the inside. On the other side of the door stood two eunuchs, Caspian, him, and two palace maids. On the other side of the door was an existence that Caspian did not want him to see.

After thinking for a while, the man behind the Gates of Hell took a side step aside and did not enter again. In fact, he himself felt surprised. After so many years, even he himself could not remember when his last compromise happened.

After standing by the arched door for a while, Caspian gradually calmed down. He looked at the arched door, took a deep breath, and then walked over as if he had made up his mind.

Behind the arched door was a peach forest. The peach blossoms bloomed like a sea of flowers, extending into the distance. As the breeze blew, the peach branches swayed slightly, and the whole sea of flowers seemed to come alive.

Some of the delicate petals that fell down gently swayed in the wind at this time.

At this time, in front of Caspian, not far away, a woman in her early twenties, who was dressed like a woman, was squatting on the ground with her knees bent and her eyes full of tenderness, talking to the little boy in front of her. The little boy was naturally the five-year-old Caspian.

Caspian stopped and nodded his head vigorously like an adult.

And that woman…

Caspian seemed to have stopped breathing at this moment. He walked forward step by step with great difficulty. The woman’s face became clearer and clearer in his sight. He did not dare to look away, nor did he want to. He was afraid that if he looked away, he didn’t know when he could see her again.

The woman smiled gently and whispered something to the little Caspian. The little Caspian nodded repeatedly.

The wind blew gently, and the peach blossoms swayed slowly. This picture seemed to be fixed in the heart of Caspian.

The next moment, the woman stood up. The little Caspian also turned around, pursed his lips, and walked out of the peach forest.

Caspian suddenly realized that he had unconsciously walked to the woman’s side.

The little Caspian almost leaned against Caspian’s calf and walked over. There were only less than two feet between Caspian and the woman.

The woman’s eyes were soft, tender, and full of love as she looked at the little boy who was walking away.

Looking at the woman’s beautiful face that was close at hand, Caspian could not help calling out softly, “Mom…”

It had been many years since Caspian had uttered the word. There was even a period of time when he thought that he would never have the chance to say the word again.

His nose twitched. He even felt a little grateful to the old man in the palace. If it weren’t for the old man in the palace, he wouldn’t have had such an opportunity today.

Not long ago, he was still struggling, hesitating, afraid, and questioning. He didn’t know whether this meeting was meaningful or not. Now Caspian could say that everything was worth it.

“Good boy…” The woman said softly with a smile.

Caspian pursed his lips. He knew that these two words were for the little boy who was leaving. But, he couldn’t help smiling. The voice in his memory, which had long been blurred, was engraved with a clear mark with the two words.

When the little boy walked out of the peach forest and walked out of the arched door, Caspian saw the woman in front of him slowly turned around. In the clear eyes of the other party, Caspian’s figure was reflected in them.

Just as Caspian realized this, he saw the woman’s eyes curved, with ripples in them, and a doted look appeared on her face.

Caspian was stunned. After a while, his heart trembled and tears fell like rain.

Caspian, who had always been strong in front of others and had never been weak, was kneeling on the ground like a child at this moment. He put his face on the woman’s legs with a satisfied smile on his face.

At this time, Caspian didn’t want to know why no one could see him except his mother. He just wanted to feel the long-lost tenderness. As if she knew Caspian’s mood at the moment, the woman gently stroked Caspian’s long hair. The look in her eyes was no different from when she looked at the child.

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