From Douluo Marrying the Snow Queen

Spirit City.

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

Flowers are blooming here, and the four seasons are like spring. There are dancing butterflies flying in the sky, and exotic animals with crisp voices and bright feathers roaming around.

In the amber, all kinds of fish are colorful, they wander freely and carefree.

On the shore, a beautiful woman about twenty-seven years old stood quietly.

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

Although the woman is beautiful, her soft and delicate facial features do not have any expression, giving people a cold feeling like ice, making people afraid to approach them at will.

Around her, it was like darkness, and nothing could get close.

Although she seems petite and weak, as long as you get closer, you will feel the majesty and oppression that cannot be described in words.

She quietly looked at the swimming fish in the water, no one knew what she was thinking at this moment?

At this moment, a blond shawl, wearing a long golden palace dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, a tall and slender girl slowly appeared with a blond boy in her arms.

That slightly angular face originally gave people a feeling of sternness, but at this moment, seeing the lonely back standing by the lake, the sternness instantly disappeared without a trace.

"I didn't say that no one can rely on me without my permission..." The black-clothed woman turned around, her body overflowing with suffocation, making people horrified.

However, before she finished 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 a moment of panic appeared in her eyes like stagnant water.

But only for a moment.

She is the only female pope in the history of the Spirit Hall, and she can be called the most talented ruler of all time. She is not very human.

In an instant, she suppressed the emotional fluctuations in her heart, looking at the girl opposite the sun goddess, her voice was cold, and she said, "I didn't expect you to be killed back then, so are you coming today to seek death?"

"Mom!~"

The girl opened her mouth and called her mother, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

It seemed that the lonely wild goose, who was helpless, finally found her own group. That emotional cry made the Pope tremble and almost broke her work.

"Mom, Xiaohan is gone, maybe something happened, grandpa is gone too, I'm the only one relying on you now!~"

The girl opened her mouth, the tears in her eyes were like broken beads, falling to the ground in an instant, and the whole person could not cry.

The Pope was stunned for a while, at a loss for a while.

"What's up with him?"

After a long time, the Pope finally spoke, her eyes returned to calm, and she could not see any joy or sorrow.

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

"Siniang, hug!~"

After Ye Chen saw the Pope's face clearly, he stretched out his fleshy hands and suddenly spoke.

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

At this moment, everything is silent.

There was a sudden feeling of awkwardness between mother and daughter.

Ye Chen didn't care about the twists and turns between the adults, but just kept leaning on his side, trying to get closer to the Pope.

A child has the most sensitive feeling, whoever treats him well will be close to him.

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

When the girl saw her son's appearance, she didn't dare to forcibly obstruct it, so she could only follow his vigorous body and approach the Pope.

The little guy's eyes were squinted into crescents, and he used his hands and feet together. He quickly escaped from his mother's arms and ran into the arms of "Siniang". He didn't care about the stiff face of the Pope, and directly kissed her pretty face. One bite.

The Pope was stiff all over, her hands were almost instinctive, and she gently hugged the little guy to prevent him from falling.

Seeing this, the girl beside her quietly breathed a sigh of relief. .

Just now, she was really afraid that His Excellency the Pope would suddenly go crazy and give her son another slap. Back then, she could take that slap, but now her son can't.

fine!

Although Mom seems to be a little colder, she still has herself and Chen'er in her heart. It seems that Ye Han's guess was right.

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

"Siniang, Chen'er is hungry."

But the little guy didn't care about this, and just acted coquettishly in the Pope's arms.

"follow me."

The Pope glanced at her daughter's haggard face lightly, frowned slightly, said something coldly, then turned and left.

As for Siniang, His Excellency the Pope said that he was too old to hear it.

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

Similarly, the "Siniang" in her son's mouth was directly ignored by her.

"Slow down, these are all yours, no one is going to rob you." The Pope looked at the little guy who was sitting beside him, gobbling, her expression softened a little, and said lightly.

"Hmm, thank you Siniang."

While nodding, the little guy grabbed the cake and put it in his mouth.

That small mouth was round and toot, just like a small hamster, and there was an inexplicable sense of joy.

Cough, cough, cough! ~

Suddenly, he was choked and coughed violently.

Both palms grasped the spoon on one side almost at the same time.

The Pope's indifferent eyes swept away, her invisible majesty exuded, the girl smiled shyly, and could only withdraw her palm.

"This is my son!"

While the girl murmured in her heart, she reached out and patted her son's back lightly.

Under the service of the two beauties, Ye Chen ate his mouthfuls, and soon his belly became bulging.

Sleep after eating, this is the daily life of a three- or four-year-old child.

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

In the end, it was the Pope who said, "Is he dead?"

Hearing this, the girl involuntarily burst into tears, shaking her head like a rattle.

As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters last thousands of years.

A calamity like Ye Han, if he doesn't live for 10,000 years, he will be sorry for the things he committed.

She didn't believe he was going to die.

"Hehe, it seems that he is really dead. If he doesn't die, you won't come back." The Pope sneered, her soft face full of joy.

But for some reason, he laughed and cried.

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

"You know everything about me, who told you, and what do you mean when you say you've experienced it?" The Pope shook off her daughter's hand and asked coldly.

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

"Mom, yes, Ye Han told me, I don't know where he heard 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 by saying that you have all experienced it?"

The Pope's voice was icy cold~www.readwn.com~ The purple eyes had turned into two black holes before they knew it, and the murderous aura inside, the terrifying aura, made one almost suffocate.

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, I am very happy now." The girl quickly grabbed the Pope's palm and said with a hint of excitement in her eyes.

She really never thought that her mother would be so angry with 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 hesitantly, finally as if After making up my mind, I said in my heart, "We can still be sisters."

She wants her mother to come out, say goodbye to the past, don't stand alone by the lake in a daze, hope that she can be happy, have someone to accompany her when she is lonely, someone to tell her sincerity when she is lonely, and someone to enlighten her when she is sad...

And the one who can do this, for now, seems to be the only bastard.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? Did you give birth to a son and made you stupid? Get out of here and go back with your son." Hearing this, the Pope was furious and turned around with a flick of her hand, not wanting to see nonsense. Scrambled daughter.

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

But, is that possible?

Two red clouds appeared on Her Lady Pope's icy cheeks for no reason.

"Mom, I..."

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

"Go away!~"

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

PS: Is there a reward for the big brother?