From Douluo marrying the Ice and Snow Empress

Chapter 67

Wuhun City.

Wuhun Hall, the Pope's bedroom, and the back garden.

There are many flowers here, and the four seasons are like spring. There are dancing butterflies flying in the sky, and there are rare and exotic animals with crisp voices and bright feathers.

In amber, fish of various species are colorful, and they wander freely and carefree.

On the shore, a stunningly beautiful woman about 27 or [-] years old stood quietly.

She is just over 160 centimeters tall. Although she is not tall, her body curve is flawless. She is wearing a long black dress, her legs are long and straight, and her willow waist is full enough to hold.

Although the woman is beautiful, her soft and delicate facial features have no expression, giving people a feeling of ice-like coldness, which makes people dare not approach at will.

Around her, there seemed to be darkness, and nothing could get close.

Although she looks petite and weak, as long as you get close to her, you will feel the indescribable majesty and oppression on her body.

She quietly watched the fish swimming in the water, no one knew what she was thinking at this moment?
At this moment, a tall and slender girl with a blonde shawl and a golden court dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, slowly appeared holding a little boy with blonde hair.

The slightly angular face originally gave people a sharp feeling, but at this moment, seeing the lonely back standing by the lake, the sharpness disappeared without a trace.

"Didn't I say that without my permission, no one can be relied on?" The woman in black turned around, her whole body overflowing with evil spirit, which made people's hair stand on end.

However, before she could finish speaking, all the voices stopped abruptly when she saw the face that she desperately wanted to forget.

Her long hair was rippling in the wind, and there was a momentary panic in her eyes like stagnant water.

But only for an instant.

She is the only female pope in the history of Wuhundian, and she can be called the most talented ruler throughout the ages, how extraordinary is she.

In an instant, she suppressed the emotional fluctuations in her heart, looked at the girl who looked like a sun goddess, and said in a cold voice, "I never thought that I didn't kill you back then, so are you here today to seek death?"

"Mom!~"

The girl opened her mouth and said mother, crying like a cuckoo crying blood.

It seemed that the helpless lone geese had finally found their group, and that emotional cry made the Pope tremble, almost breaking her power.

"Mom, Xiaohan is gone, maybe something happened, and grandpa is gone too, now I only have you to rely on!~"

The girl opened her mouth, the tears in her eyes pattered, like broken beads, falling to the ground in an instant, and she couldn't help crying.

The female pope was stunned, and was at a loss for a while.

"What's up with him?"

After a long time, the female pope finally spoke, her eyes had returned to calm, and she could not see any emotion.

Hearing this, the girl hugged the little guy in her arms and approached step by step.

"Si Niang, hug!~"

After seeing the face of the female pope clearly, Ye Chen stretched out his fleshy hands and spoke suddenly.

The little guy who was only over a year old when we separated had an outstanding memory, and after nearly two years, he still remembered the woman in front of him.

At this moment, everything was silent.

Suddenly there was an atmosphere called embarrassment between mother and daughter.

Ye Chen didn't care about the twists and turns between adults, but kept leaning sideways, trying to get close to the female pope.

Children have the most sensitive feelings, and they will get close to whoever treats them well.

Although the female pope seemed indifferent, he could feel that she cared about him.

Seeing his son's appearance, the girl didn't dare to forcefully stop her, she could only follow his vigorous body and approach the female pope.

The little guy's eyes were narrowed into a crescent shape, and using both hands and feet, he quickly escaped from his mother's arms and ran into the arms of "Si Niang". He didn't care about the stiff face of the female pope, and kissed her pretty face directly. a mouthful.

The female pope was stiff all over, and her hands were almost instinctive, gently hugging the little guy to prevent him from falling.

Seeing this, the girl at the side quietly breathed a sigh of relief. .

Just now she was really afraid that the Pope would suddenly go crazy and give her son another slap. She could bear that slap back then, but her son can't now.

Ok!

Although my mother seemed a little colder, she still had herself and Chen'er in her heart. It seemed that Ye Han's guess was right.

She didn't want to kill herself, but she didn't want to see herself, or in other words, she didn't want to see Ye Han, or even the two of them.

"Si Niang, Chen'er is hungry."

The little guy didn't care about these, and acted coquettishly in the arms of the female pope.

"follow me."

The female pope glanced at her daughter's haggard face indifferently, frowned slightly, said something in a cold voice, then turned and left.

As for Siniang, His Excellency the Pope said that he was too old to hear, so he didn't hear it.

Seeing the back of her mother going away, the girl's eyes flashed with joy, and then quickly followed.

In the same way, the "four mothers" in her son's mouth was directly ignored by her.

"Slow down, these are all yours, no one will snatch them from you." The female pope looked at the wolf-eating little guy sitting beside her, her face softened a little, and she said calmly.

"Yeah, thank you, Si Niang."

The little guy nodded while grabbing the pastry and pushing it into his mouth.

That small mouth is round and pouty, like a little hamster, with an inexplicable sense of joy.

Cough cough cough! ~
Suddenly, he choked and coughed violently.

Both palms are grasping the spoon on one side almost simultaneously.

The female pope's indifferent eyes swept away, and the invisible majesty radiated. The girl smiled shyly and could only retract her palm.

"This is my son!"

The girl slandered in her heart, while reaching out to pat her son's back gently.

Under the service of the two beauties, Ye Chen gorged himself, and soon his stomach became bulging.

Go to bed after eating, this is the daily life of three or four-year-old children.

Ye Chen fell asleep, and the mother and daughter stared at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the end, the female pope said, "He, is he dead?"

When the girl heard this, big tears fell involuntarily from her eyes, and her head shook like a rattle.

As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but evil will last for thousands of years.

A disaster like Ye Han, if he doesn't live ten thousand years, he will be sorry for the things he committed.

She didn't believe he was going to die.

"Hehe, it looks like he's really dead. If he doesn't die, you won't come back." The female pope sneered, her soft face full of joy.

But for some reason, she smiled and cried.

"Mom, I understand everything about you. I have also experienced what you have experienced. I know how painful that kind of suffering and helplessness is. Although Ye Han is a bastard, he has a very correct sentence. Looking forward, if you live in the past, you will not only be very tired but also very hard." The girl gently held the soft and boneless little hand of the female pope, and said softly with hope in her eyes.

"You know everything about me, who told you, and what do you mean by saying that you have experienced it?" The female pope shook off her daughter's hand and asked in a cold voice.

At this moment, she didn't even realize that what she really cared about was not about herself, but about her daughter.

"Mom, yes, Ye Han told me. I don't know where he got the news, but don't worry, he doesn't know your identity." The girl said.

"You haven't told me yet, what do you mean you have experienced it?"

The pope's voice was cold, and her purple eyes had unknowingly turned into two black holes. The murderous aura inside was so terrifying that it almost suffocated people.

At this moment, she is not a majestic female pope, but a mother who wants to fight for her daughter.

"Mom, those things are over, and I am very happy now." The girl quickly grabbed the palm of the Pope, with a hint of joy in her eyes, said.

She really didn't expect that her mother would be so angry for herself.

"Mom, I can come out, I believe you can too, don't live in the past, you still have me, and Chen'er, if, if you, you want, I" the girl stammered, and finally seemed to have made up her mind. Yi Heng said, "We can still be sisters."

She wants her mother to come out, say goodbye to the past, and stop standing alone by the lake in a daze. She hopes that she can be happy, that she can be accompanied when she is lonely, that someone can tell her heart when she is lonely, and that someone can enlighten her when she is sad.
And at present, it seems that only that bastard is able to do this.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? Did you give birth to a son and make you stupid? Get lost and go back to accompany your son." Hearing this, the female pope was furious, and turned around with a wave of her hand, not wanting to see the nonsense gibberish daughter.

As a smart person, how could she not understand the meaning of her daughter's words.

But is that possible?

Inexplicably, two red clouds floated on the face of the female pope, who was as cold as ice.

"Mom, I"

The girl wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by a cold drink.

"Go!~"

The girl sighed slightly in her heart, looking at her mother's thin back, she could only roll back to the bedroom to be with her son.

PS: Is there any big brother reward point?

(End of this chapter)