On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Hua Sheng's thoughts were a little off track. After all, it wasn't the first day she discovered Chang An's resemblance to Zang Yue. Although she wanted to say that if she looked at it from the side, she really was a smaller version of Zang Yue.

But if you look at the front face, it may be because they have grown up and opened up, so they don't look alike anymore.

There are still shadows of her and Jiang Liu on Chang'an, especially her eyes, which are just like Jiang Liu. It wasn't obvious when she was a child, but she grew up overnight. After all, she and Jiang Liu's child, how could she really be the child? Nothing like it?

In Hua Sheng's eyes, seeing Chang An sitting quietly in front of the door, looking up at the stars, his eyes really didn't look like a child's.

"Chang'an."

Hua Sheng shouted softly, and then sat directly next to the child. At this time, she did not look like a mother. Hua Sheng's mood was more like a friend, a friend he had not seen for many years.

Even Hua Sheng's tone of voice was different from usual. There was no soft whisper as usual. Instead, it felt like an ordinary person calling for a friend.

"Mother, are you up? Have you rested? I will place Xixi in a place with particularly abundant spiritual energy to practice. You don't have to worry."

"I removed the illusion of the sky. What we see now is the sky outside. We are the same as the people outside, living under the same sky, the same sun, the same moon, and the same starry sky!"

"It turns out there are so many stars in the sky outside, but I haven't taken a good look at them!"

"Mother, do you think that if I die, will I turn into a star and stay in the sky? Will I protect the people I want to protect?"

Chang'an turned to look at his mother, who was sitting quietly next to him, with admiration and dependence in his eyes, and the seriousness just now was gone.

It seemed that seeing Hua Sheng was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Indeed, a being like mother is truly the greatest.

It is also the most reassuring thing. No matter how far you float or what you become, when you turn around and see your mother right beside you, that kind of satisfaction cannot be described in any words.

Home is where your mother is.

And Chang'an's every word was like parting, and his eyes were looking at Hua Sheng, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"What are you kidding about? You're not going to die. You're not a big guy, so why do you think so?"

"Why did I become a ten-year-old child overnight and start having troubles?"

"Don't think too much. You are still young. You will have a lot of time to grow up in the future, and the future of this world also needs you to outline. It is indispensable to everyone, and you are the same. There is nothing special."

"You just have more magical powers than ordinary children. In the eyes of mother, you are my precious son, there is no difference."

Hua Sheng raised her hand and rubbed Chang'an's head, with a look of endearment in her eyes. She was shocked by Chang'an's words, but she didn't show it. She didn't know what made Changan suddenly have this idea, but no matter No matter what, Hua Sheng can't let Changan think about those things all day long...

Besides, what Hua Sheng said is true. In her eyes, Chang'an is just a child.

But it cannot be denied that before that, Hua Sheng's thoughts were somewhat inconsistent. When the Seventy-Two Illusions awakened, Hua Sheng's memory had not yet been fully remembered. Even if he was somewhat mentally prepared for Chang'an's abilities, it was only because of many years of This is the preparation you have gained through the experience you have gained...