When the people inside were not paying attention, he turned around and returned to the locust tree, hiding in the canopy with the lushest branches and leaves, as if he wanted to seal himself, looking lonely and sad.
The beautiful mother said that the little fox was her biological child. While he was happy for the little fox, he couldn't help but feel lonely.
What about him?
Isn't he?
If not, where is his biological mother?
The tip of Fu Qianchen's nose felt sour, and he sat on the tree trunk, hugging his knees, resting his head on his knees, his eyes red.
If possible, how much he hopes that his beautiful mother can be his biological mother. He doesn’t want anyone else, he just wants his beautiful mother to be his biological mother!
But, she is not...
My father said that his mother was a bad woman and abandoned him five years ago!
A look of loneliness appeared on Fu Qianchen's face, and he was even slightly jealous of Mo Xiaohu.
The beautiful mother is Mo Xiaohu's biological mother, he must be very happy, right? Just thinking about it from another's perspective, he felt himself surrounded by boundless joy.
Is there anything in the world that makes me happier than having a beautiful mother who is my own mother?
Before that, he and the little fox were called 'Beauty Mother' and the other 'Beautiful Mother'. From now on, the little fox will only need to be called 'Mother', right?
So in the future, will the beautiful mother only be kind to Mo Xiaohu and alienate him?
Just like his father, he would be somewhat kinder to him than to the little fox.
Fu Qianchen suddenly missed his father and wanted to get some comfort from him, so he wiped the corners of his eyes and quietly returned to the Imperial Master's Mansion.
When Fu Hanxiu saw Fu Qianchen, he was a little surprised, and then joked: "Don't you like it here? Why did you come back suddenly?"
"Father..." Fu Qianchen curled his mouth, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Fu Hanxiu was stunned, "What's wrong? Did Mo Xiaohu bully you?"
Fu Qianchen shook his head, threw himself into Fu Hanxiu's arms, buried himself in his chest, and said dullly: "Father, I just heard my beautiful mother tell Mo Xiaohu that he is her biological son..."
As soon as these words came out, the teasing smile on Fu Hanxiu's face gradually disappeared.
Is Mo Xiaohu really Ye Qingran’s biological son?
Doesn't that mean...
A hint of sadness flashed across Fu Hanxiu's eyes.
Before that, he had even ridiculously hoped that if the woman from six years ago was Ye Qingran, they would have a child together.
But now, his hope was dashed.
Fu Hanxiu hugged his son, and his mood became bad, but he and his son kept each other warm.
"Father, tell me, how wonderful it would be if I were also the biological child of my beautiful mother!" Fu Qianchen's tone was full of hope. Fu Hanxiu closed his eyes.
How he wished this was true!
Fortune plays tricks on people!
Touching his son's head, Fu Hanxiu cheered up, "Son, although you are not her biological child, as long as we work hard and your father and I marry her, she will become your mother. What do you think?
?”
Although this idea was a good one, Fu Qianchen was not so happy.
However, he also knows that some things cannot be forced.
"Father, you have to work hard and marry your beautiful mother to the top of the competition. From now on, we will be a family. Although I envy Xiaohu very much, I will still treat him as before, and I hope he won't do it because of me.
If you are not my beautiful mother's biological son, you won't play with me anymore." When Fu Qianchen said this, his voice was heavy and he looked like he was about to cry.
"How could it be? Xiaohu is not such a person, and neither is your beautiful mother. The relationship between you will not change because of this."
Fu Hanxiu is still very confident in this.
If Ye Qingran changes her attitude towards Fu Qianchen because he is not her biological child, then she is no longer Ye Qingran.
…
Fu Qianchen stayed in the Imperial Master's Mansion for a long time, and was hugged by the Emperor for a long time. It was not until it was getting late that the father and son realized that after all these years, they had never been so close as they are today.
Drawing strength from his father, Fu Qianchen calmed down at dusk and returned to Tingyuxuan.
After all, Fu Hanxiu was still worried about the child. After he left, he thought about it and went out.
Ting Yuxuan, as soon as Fu Qianchen arrived, Fu Hanxiu rushed over.
Leng Yue, who had just brought the last dish, looked at the tall figure of the Imperial Master and couldn't help but curled her lips, thinking that the timing of the meal was really well chosen by the Imperial Master.
Ye Qingran looked at the dishes on the table, and then at the Imperial Master with an expectant look on his face. For a moment, he was unable to make any move to chase them away.
As a result, the Imperial Master managed to get a dinner.
There is a very special ingredient in tonight's dish, and that is carrots. In Xuanmiao Continent, there are green radish, white radish, carrot, etc., but there are no carrots.
Just like the mango, this one was grown by Ye Qingran in the Shennong Space using the seeds he had previously collected.
"What's this?"
The father and son looked at the plate of orange carrots in front of them, their eyes wide open and they didn't know what it was.
"This is a carrot, you guys try it." Ye Qingran said with a smile. She likes to eat carrots, but she is not sure if they are accustomed to eating them.
The father and son reached out their chopsticks in a tacit understanding, each took a piece, tasted it, and then frowned under Ye Qingran's expectant smile, "It tastes terrible!"
The smile on Ye Qingran's face suddenly cracked.
It’s not that they dislike carrots, but the reactions of the three of them are surprisingly consistent!
It’s okay if Fu Hanxiu and Fu Qianchen don’t like eating carrots, but Xiaohu is her son, so why don’t they like eating them? People who don’t know, seeing this scene, would think that the three of them are the biological father and son!
Ye Qingran felt a little bit disgusted.
A lively dinner was held. Han Xing and Leng Yue were clearing away the dishes and Fu Hanxiu was playing in the yard with his two children. Ye Qingran took a book and came out of the house and saw the little devil riding on Fu Hanxiu's shoulder.
She was quite surprised when she heard the words "Drive, drive, drive".
She had never thought that the cold and arrogant Imperial Master would actually let an outsider who was not his son ride on his shoulders?
"Mom, look, the horse I'm riding is so high!" Mo Xiaohu saw her and showed her a bright smile. Ye Qingran smiled slightly back, but her heart was not very calm.
She felt that the Imperial Master was doing this with evil intentions!
She sat with the book under the light and watched quietly. Fu Hanxiu cast his eyes over and saw that her face was slightly lowered, her eyebrows were soft, her coldness had faded, and her whole body exuded a gentle temperament.
A touch of warmth could not help but flash through his heart, and even the cold and hard eyebrows seemed to soften.
The children, wife...the happy scene in the yard gave him the illusion that they were a family of four. At the same time, he also secretly strengthened his determination to figure it out slowly.
One day, he will make this woman get used to his existence and throw herself into his arms willingly.
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