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Chapter 101 He is my father! (Burning!)

Countless gazes were raised in shock, falling on that graceful figure. The pupils in everyone's eyes were contracted.

Not to mention others, even Ye Qingran looked surprised at this moment.

Is the Master's move really protecting the child, or is he trying to save her?

She couldn't tell the difference for a while!

If he was protecting his children, how could Fu Zui and Xiaohu be his children?

If I could save her...

If she remembered correctly, there seemed to be no contact between them since the last time they broke up in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, right? She also thought that the relationship between them had not changed since the quarrel in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion that day.

, it has reached the freezing point, and there will be no intersection in the future.

Therefore, there is no reason for the Imperial Master to come to her rescue.

A look of confusion appeared in Ye Qingran's eyes.

At this time, she felt the index finger of her right hand being pulled.

She looked over and saw Fu Qianchen looking up at her with his head raised and his big dark eyes blinking.

"Beautiful mother, let me tell you something, don't blame me, okay?"

Ye Qingran's mind was shaken, and he suddenly thought of something, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

"Say, I don't blame you."

She said calmly.

"Beautiful mother, in fact, he is my father!"

Fu Qianchen pointed his little finger towards Fu Hanxiu.

She twisted her neck mechanically and looked in the direction Fu Qianchen was pointing. Although she already knew who was standing in that direction, she still felt a little hopeful in her heart.

However, in the field of vision, there was only that one person, with the appearance of a heavenly being and an unparalleled splendor.

Who else could be there besides the Imperial Master?

Ye Qingran suddenly felt that Fu Qianchen's little finger was no longer soft and soft, like a knife inserted into his heart.

Fu Zui, is Fu Hanxiu’s son?

So, it was she who abducted his son for so long?

Suddenly, she remembered that the National Master once told her that his child was also five years old...

At this moment, Ye Qingran simply didn't know what to say!

Thousands of words finally converge into one sentence...

"Fuck!"

What kind of divine arrangement is this?

However, Fu Hanxiu looked forward and did not look at her. She breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about how to explain the fact that she abducted someone else's son.

Ye Huanhuan couldn't believe her ears.

He originally thought that the Imperial Master came in person to see Ye Qingran's jokes. Unexpectedly, he directly admitted that the child was his. This was obviously to save Ye Qingran!

These two bastards were clearly the children of Ye Qingran and Xiangye Cunfu. How could they be the blood of the noble and extraordinary Imperial Master?

"No, this must not be true!"

Ye Huanhuan's chest was filled with blood and blood, and the hands beside her were clenched tightly into fists, and her nails were dug into her flesh.

She raised her eyes, swallowed her saliva, and said innocently: "Master Imperial Master, have you made a mistake? These two children were born to my sister and a village husband. How could they be of your blood?

"

The Imperial Master looked over with cold eyes, and a desperate shiver ran down Ye Huanhuan's back. At that moment, she seemed to smell the smell of death.

When she couldn't help but tremble and almost knelt down to beg for mercy, the Imperial Master finally spoke.

"Will my own son admit his mistake?"

Ye Huanhuan's face was as pale as paper!

Sir, how insistent are you?

Damn it, didn't it mean that the Imperial Master lost interest in Ye Qingran after he learned about Ye Qingran's bastard? Why is he still defending her now?

What kind of drug did Ye Qingran, a vixen, give the Imperial Preceptor?

Dongfang Qingxuan broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart was extremely panicked.

What did he just say?

Are you going to kill the son of the Imperial Master?

Thinking of what he said just now, he almost wanted to die!

Although it is currently impossible to prove whether these two children are the father of the Imperial Master, but since the Imperial Master himself admits it, no one dares to question it!

Zhao's eyes were rolling at this moment, she stood up and said loudly: "Master Imperial Master, I know you are helping Qing Ran, but you cannot tarnish your reputation because of Qing Ran's own crimes.

ah!"

Zhao's words immediately recalled everyone's reason.

Also, how could Ye Qingran's child be the national master's?

Presumably, the Imperial Preceptor said this in order to help Ye Qingran get away with the crime. I have to say that the Imperial Preceptor is really kind-hearted!

"Why, do you think my master is lying?"

A faint gaze, but one that seemed to have immense power, fell on Zhao. She couldn't help but tremble and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"I don't dare!"

Fu Hanxiu finally turned sideways and said to the two children: "Come here."

Two children, you look at me and I look at you.

"Let's go, father will help mother."

Mo Xiaohu nodded and let go of Ye Qingran's hand with Fu Qianchen.

"Beauty mother, let's go to Fu Qianchen's father's place first. He will help you."

The little devil fox raised his head, blinked his big watery eyes, and looked cute.

"Yes, beautiful mother, don't worry, dad will definitely not let you be wronged!" Fu Qianchen also said.

Ye Qingran turned away, wouldn't she be wronged?

Who was the bastard who made her suffer that day?

Ye Qingran wanted to say that she could handle it by herself, but when she thought that if she took action personally, she would definitely fall off her horse. Since the Imperial Master is willing to help generously, why wouldn't she do it?

"Well, you go ahead."

The two cute babies walked towards Fu Hanxiu on their short legs.

Looking at the backs of the two babies, Ye Qingran's heart throbbed, and she had the illusion that her baby seemed to be shared with others...

Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen stood beside Fu Hanxiu, one on the left and the other on the right. Their small bodies were less than the knees of the already tall Fu Hanxiu.

Fu Hanxiu bent down slightly and held Fu Qianchen and Mo Xiaohu in his arms.

Feeling their father's thick and powerful embrace, Fu Qianchen and Mo Xiaohu were both stunned for a moment.

Fu Qianchen was not as repulsive as before when he returned to his father's hard embrace. He even thought that if his father could be with his beautiful mother, he would get used to it.

that would be nice?

Mo Xiaohu glared and looked at Fu Hanxiu's profile. When he was a child, Uncle Bull Demon King would often hug him like this, but the feeling it gave him was completely different from now.

He had the illusion that he was being held in his father's arms.

"Is it because Fu Qianchen is my best friend and he is Fu Qianchen's father?"

Mo Xiaohu silently guessed the reason, but could not come to a conclusion no matter what.

Fu Hanxiu also felt strange at this moment.

A child was held in each arm, one on the left and the other on the right. He had never experienced that feeling before, but the heavy and full arms actually gave him a thought of perfection.

He collected his thoughts, and with a thought, the mask on Fu Qianchen's face instantly turned into powder, revealing his true face that had been hidden for a long time.

After seeing Fu Qianchen's true face, Ye Qingran, who had always been calm, suddenly lost his composure.

Under the mask, Fu Qianchen's appearance is handsome and exquisite, and he is eighty-nine similar to the Imperial Master!

With such an appearance, he is almost carved from the same mold. He is simply a miniature version of the Imperial Preceptor. You can tell at a glance that he is the Imperial Preceptor’s biological son!

As for Mo Xiaohu, he is also very delicate and handsome. Although he doesn't look much like the Imperial Master, his facial contours and vague aura are somewhat similar.

In countless pairs of eyes, the pupils shrank to a single point.

No one's expression was one of shock.

Who would have thought that Ye Qingran’s child would actually be the son of the Imperial Master!


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