Destiny Reborn

The emperor held the child carefully, and returned to the Panlong Hall, fearing that the child would be cold, he specially ordered his servants to light up two more heaters before letting them leave. (Forgot to say, the little prince was born in winter)

Putting the child on the dragon bed, it was the first time that Mu Huanchen looked at his adopted son so carefully.

Small, neither crying nor fussing, she fell asleep peacefully.Under the light of the candle flame, her plump face is pink and tender, which makes people feel heart-warming, just like the little angel sleeping peacefully in a famous Western painting.

Even though he is only one month old, unlike General Yan and Mrs. Yan, this child can vaguely see the brilliance of the future.

Looking at such a child, Mu Huanchen unconsciously let go of his previous gentle mask.That's right, gentleness and elegance are just Mu Huanchen's mask, no one knows, no, it should be said that except for a very small number of confidants, no one knows what Mu Huanchen really looks like.

It's obviously the same face, but with different eyes and mouth corners, it's like a completely different person, revealing the indifference of self-importance and the ruthlessness of an overlord!

The difference is that Mu Huanchen, who was so domineering and exposed, really smiled, and even a little doting could be seen in his eyes.In the past, Mu Huanchen smiled, revealing the immaturity and unsteadiness of youth in the eyes of the sophisticated. If that kind of Mu Huanchen gave people the impression of being two-dimensional, then the current Mu Huanchen is three-dimensional, strong The sense of existence cannot be ignored, what kind of happiness is faced by such a strong man with such a smile, it seems that only now is the real existence, and the past is just a play on the stage, which cannot be substituted.

Leaning over, kissing the tip of the child's nose, gently pinching the child's chubby cheeks, Mu Huanchen laughed softly, mellow and sweet: "Yan'er...my baby..."

Perhaps disturbed by Mu Huanchen's drooping black hair, Mu Xuyan waved his little hand, eh, still there?

With a sound of "啵——", I couldn't help but saliva from my mouth. Because the emperor was too close, he was in the middle...

"..." Although my baby's milk smells good, it doesn't mean that the emperor who is known for cleanliness can accept this... er... this drool...

He picked up the brocade handkerchief next to the pillow and wiped it, and then wiped Mu Xuyan's saliva. The emperor's face was a little dark, and he threatened softly: "Yan'er, if you dare to spit on the father's face again, father Just spank your ass."

But the emperor obviously overlooked an obvious problem, that is—Mu Xuyan listen!No!Understand!

Not only that, perhaps woken up by the emperor's cold tone, Mu Xuyan didn't open his eyes, and began to cry, looking full of anger, it seemed that he would not stop crying for a whole hour.

emperor:"……"

"Whoa - whoa -"

Well, in the end the emperor still held the child in his arms with a dark face and shook it gently, he couldn't bear it!hell!

"Be good, Yan'er, don't cry, don't cry...the emperor won't beat you, okay..."

After coaxing for a long time, "Uuuuuuuuh..." Although the crying became quieter, she was still sobbing.He also opened his closed eyes, his watery black grape-like eyes looked at the emperor pitifully, his little nose was still twitching.

Do you have a deep sense of guilt?However, the emperor said this: "Yan'er, can you understand what the father said?" Is it too smart for this child to pretend to be pitiful at such a young age?

Continue to look at the emperor pitifully...

The two stared deeply at each other for ten seconds, seeing the child's pure and bright eyes with only his shadow in them, and in the end it was Mu Huanchen who was defeated

Come.

"Yan'er is good, it's my father's fault..." Picking up the child, he admitted his mistake helplessly.

"Uh...uh..." Mu Xuyan continued to choke, his eyes wide open, deeply afraid that the person in front of him would lie to him, of course he couldn't understand what Mu Huanchen said, he just did it subconsciously.

With a puckered mouth and a wrinkled face, and pitifully tugging at the emperor's sleeve, Mu Huanshuai once again suspected that his son, Tian Zongqi, could understand what he said.

Didn't break where I wanted to. . .In the next chapter, there will be some interactions between father and son. XD La la la, I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year~