The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 217 This dad is not bad [4]

"Then just let me go. Look, mother raised me very well, and my uncle loves me so much... I beg you, don't take me away, don't let me leave mother." Puckering his mouth, Baby Yao blinked his watery phoenix eyes, begging him pitifully.

Caressing his tender cheeks with long fingers, the fox emperor smiled elegantly: "Do you not want to leave your mother?"

Nodding obediently, the innocent son doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister, "I don't want to."

Hugging the son in his arms tightly, the fox emperor made a promise: "Okay, don't leave mother."

"Really?!" The innocent son was surprised and delighted.

"Yeah." Lowering his head, he smiled darkly: "When I remarry your mother, you can never leave her."

"..."

The raised pink lips slowly shrunk back, woo woo, mother, he is so scary! !

Even a child as talented as Shui Xuyao ​​is still only a six-year-old child. After being tricked by Jun Xiye, he grabbed the clothes on his chest and gradually fell asleep.

Jun Xiye supported the side of her head with one arm, stroking her son's black hair back and forth with her fingers.

The son's small body was tightly pressed against him, holding his clothes with his small hands, his white and tender face was round and pink, his long eyelashes were drooping, and he was sleeping soundly.

Tonight—it was a surprise.

Surprisingly, he also had the feeling that maybe he was dreaming.

Is the little baby next to her who still smells like milk really her own?
Did Qingying really give birth to her own child six years ago?
... Probably not sure, Jun Xiye lightly tapped Baby Yao's face with his fingertips, and the warmth of the tentacles told him that everything was real.

Children are real.

The lightness is also true.

"Yingying, you are so cruel... You refused to see me for seven years, and you didn't even let me know about the existence of the child..."

With a bitter smile, Jun Xiye said to himself, "It was my fault, or your fault, or... It was my fate... It's been seven years, how many seven years can there be in life... I'm looking for You have been waiting for you for so long, and you, standing in a place that I will never reach, watched me turn upside down like a fool, and even go to war... Have you ever felt a little heartbeat, a little tremor? "

With Youyou's words on his lips, he smiled suddenly, his expression indifferent: "Forget it, since God gave me a chance, this time, I will never let you leave me again!"

Slowly lowering his head, he kissed his son's smooth forehead lightly, and murmured: "Never—"

Baby Yao in his sleep seemed to feel his father's tenderness, and without realizing it, he rubbed against Jun Xiye's arms again.

This night, it was the first time that the father and son who had a blood inheritance but looked like strangers embraced and slept together.

At that time, he was the son of Pingguo, and he was the emperor of Great Chu.

And in the future, there will be such two people in the history of this continent where the situation is unpredictable and the emperor is young.

Great Chu, Emperor Qingwu, Jun Xiye.

Great Chu, Emperor Jingxi, Jun Xuyao.

The Great Chu Empire, which has been passed down for a hundred years, has flourished for a hundred years in the hands of this father and son, and it is called the prosperous age of martial arts!
【Your Majesty, love your wife too much】

Early in the morning, before Shui Xuyao ​​woke up, he had already been picked up.

"Well……"

Opening his eyes in a daze, he looked at Jun Xiye, who was already dressed, with a pitifully shriveled mouth: "I'm sleepy..."

"The plan for a day is in the morning. From today on, you get up every hour." Carrying his son, Jun Xiye cruelly determined his habits for the next few decades.

(End of this chapter)