The emperor looked at the ordinary face in front of him, and it was hard to imagine that this was his and Zhao Xiyuan's son.

That child, at the age of two, was very cute.

Big eyes, fair skin, black hair, warm and waxy, everyone loves her.

But the person standing in front of him was nothing like the previous Hua Tuoyang.

Even if not, the emperor is still very happy that his son, the child of his blood, has not died in that disaster,

Is it God's blessing?

It was the ancestors of their Hua family who blessed the child to survive.

"Child..." The emperor stood up and walked quickly to Feng Qingchen's side.

Pulling Feng Qingchen's sleeve, he has several daughters in his life, but only Hua Tuoyang is his son.

This child was born to him and Zhao Xiyuan, how could this not make him excited.

Feng Qingchen pulled out her sleeves, looked at the person in front, extremely calm.

"18 years ago, my name was Hua Tuoyang, but in the past 18 years, my uncle took me with me. My name is Feng Qingchen."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the emperor to respond, he pulled Chu Mu and his uncle and walked out.

He has no feelings for that superior person.

What memories can a two-year-old have?

For so many years, I lived with my uncle, and I wished that I had relatives, but I really did, but I didn't want them anymore.

The parents in his mind are loving and will never give up their children until they die.

Master lied to him before that he was a child brought by a fleeing couple, and his parents had died of illness.

He was an apprentice picked up by his master. At that time, he was very sad. His only relative had died, and he had no relatives in this world anymore.

But the master told him that his parents still held him tightly in their arms until they died, and the two kept him behind. His parents loved him until they died, and they were still warming him.

He is not alone, he is a child surrounded by love.

Over the years, even though he has no parents, he is not so sad, he is also a loved child.

But now, the veil was lifted, and he didn't want to look directly at the cruel thing.

"Qingchen, I lied to you before, I just want you to be well." Zhao Min looked at the expressionless nephew.

Knowing that this child was injured after all.

"Uncle, don't say sorry, you are the elder I respect and love the most."

"Okay, I'll take him for a stroll. Last time I came, I saw a lot of good places. Uncle, you should go back first." Chu Mu pulled Feng Qingchen away from the palace and the hustle and bustle.

Chu Mu brought Feng Qingchen to a lakeside.

The two sat side by side on a long corridor.

There are fallen trees everywhere, and frozen lakes.

"Mumu, is this the right place?" Feng Qingchen played with a strand of Chu Mu's hair.

"Oh, last time I came here, it was quite beautiful here, who knew it was so ugly now." Chu Mu said indifferently.

I didn't come here to see the scenery, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not.

"Anyway, if you're idle, you're idle, so it's better to be sweet."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands on Feng Qingchen's shoulders, closed his eyes and pouted, and leaned in front of Feng Qingchen.

How long has it been since the two of them have been with each other so quietly.

Now in this cold suburb, the cold wind doesn't stop, but this world is full of warmth.

"Mumu..."

Chu Mu didn't want to talk, and carefully kissed Feng Qingchen.

He wanted to tell him with actions that he was always there.

Whether it is the national teacher of Beiyuan Kingdom or the prince of Huayue Kingdom, he is his own and will not change.

"Mumu..."

Feng Qingchen didn't seem to be shouting enough, and it seemed that shouting like this could relieve the burning sensation on her body that couldn't be vented.

Chu Mu didn't speak, he was afraid that if he spoke, the voice that had not been leaked for a long time would disturb the sleeping elves in this cold winter.

The warmth, just a little bit, can wake up the lake, the mountain, the tree, the grass, skip the cold winter and enter the spring.

Chu Mu pushed Feng Qingchen away, swept across the corridor, and was more than 20 meters away from Feng Qingchen.

The ruddy face is charmingly red in this white snow.

"I'll calm down here." Shyly and timidly.

Feng Qingchen smiled, stood up, and relaxed herself.

These days, they live the life of ascetic monks.

Chu Mu secretly thought, after these days, he will sleep with Feng Qingchen for three days and three nights.

"Okay, Mumu, come here." Feng Qingchen couldn't bear him to suffer from the cold alone, so he waved for Chu Mu to come over.

Chu Mu gritted his molars, and you recovered quickly.

Is it because my Lord Ghost King's charm is gone?

Chu Mu walked towards Feng Qingchen slowly.

"Mumu, I know that you asked me to come out because you were afraid that I would feel uncomfortable alone and didn't say it out, but I'm really not in a bad mood."

Feng Qingchen rested her chin on Chu Mu's shoulder and hugged him with both hands.

Feng Qingchen could feel that Chu Mu had lost weight, which was not so obvious when she was holding him before.

Holding it now, I always feel that one arm can hug Chu Mu's waist.

"I know that no matter how unhappy you are in your heart, you won't show it and make the people around you unhappy with you.

But Feng Qingchen, I am the one who will be with you for the rest of your life, if you are happy or unhappy, just tell me, okay?

Even if I can't solve it for you, I want to know what you are thinking.I don't want a distance between us, guessing wildly, blinding each other's minds. "

"Ah."

"Then tell me, do you want to visit your mother's grave?"

Which mother doesn't love her son, and whose son doesn't miss his mother?

"Well, let's go together when the matter of Grandpa's family is rehabilitated."

Feng Qingchen also believes that his mother is a gentle person.Otherwise, how could his uncle not hate him for so many years and take so much trouble to raise him.

"When the time comes, I'll take you there. An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her mother-in-law."

Chu Mu frowned, is he ugly?

He is not ugly, he is very good-looking, and those who chase him can surround the imperial city several times.

"Feng Qingchen, you despise me for being ugly." Chu Mu stretched out his hand, about to hit Feng Qingchen.

It's true that tigers don't show their power, Feng Qingchen doesn't know who is in charge, and calls him ugly and courageous.

"Well, Mumu isn't ugly, she's just fierce. The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce." With Chu Mu, no matter what kind of bad mood it is, it can always turn from cloud to cloud.

Only people like him can bring sunshine to people.

"If you say I'm ugly again, I'll bite your neck and make your blood spurt out." Chu Mu jumped onto Feng Qingchen's back.

Both hands tightened, strangling Feng Qingchen's neck.

Feng Qingchen didn't resist, supported Chu Mu's legs with both hands, used lightness kung fu, and left the suburb.

His little gentleman was reluctant to hurt him.

Let's take his vicious little man home, it's still too cold here after all.

It froze him, but it was himself who felt distressed.

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