Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands: "Isn't this impulsive? By the way, do you know who I am fighting?"
Princess Ting looked at Ma Xiaoquan and sighed: "I'm not sure, but it's probably Zhao Hu."
"Zhao Hu? I don't know him~ Is Li very powerful?"
Princess Ting frowned slightly and nodded: "I've seen it before, it's amazing~"
"No, is it possible that he is as difficult to deal with as Tian Fang?" Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his shoulders, pretending to be scared.
Princess Ting was amused by Ma Xiaoquan's behavior. She reached out and held Ma Xiaoquan's arm: "Okay, stop pretending. I think, no matter how powerful Zhao Hu is, he will not be as powerful as my husband, hehe
~"
While the two were talking and laughing, suddenly a small rubber ball rolled over.
Ma Xiaoquan blocked it with his foot, and the small ball stopped in front of him. He bent down to pick it up. Ma Xiaoquan clicked his tongue and said, "Where did this ball come from?"
Just as he was talking, a little boy jumped up to Ma Xiaoquan, raised his head, blinked his big eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "The ball is mine~"
Princess Ting glanced down at the little boy and was slightly startled. Then she turned back to look at Ma Xiaoquan and wondered: "Where did this kid come from? Why do I feel that his features look similar to yours?"
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes, returned the ball to the little boy, then squatted down, touched his little head and said: "Little guy, whose child are you, how can you run around in the palace?"
The little boy didn't have stage fright either. He pursed his little mouth, straightened his chest and said, "My name is not little guy, my name is Zhao Zimin."
"Zhao Zimin?" Ma Xiaoquan turned to look at Princess Ting and asked, "The surname is Zhao? Could it be one of his father's sons?"
Princess Ting shook her head: "That shouldn't be the case. I know best how many children my father has~"
"Is it possible to have an illegitimate child?"
Princess Ting rolled her eyes at Ma Xiaoquan: "As a father, do you still need an illegitimate child?"
"Oh, that's right~ But this kid's surname is Zhao~"
At this moment, a deep male voice came from not far away: "People, are you running around again?"
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, followed the voice, and saw Zhao Wenyi walking towards him.
The little boy seemed to be very afraid of Zhao Wenyi. He hugged the ball and actually hid behind Princess Ting.
Zhao Wenyi frowned and shouted: "You are disobedient again. Why are you running around? Come back~" As he said that, Zhao Wenyi stretched out his hand to pull the little boy.
"Hey, hey, hey~~" Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to block Zhao Wenyi, "Zhao Wenyi, do you need to be so strict with a child?"
Zhao Wenyi rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan: "It has nothing to do with you~"
"It has nothing to do with me, but why do I think this child doesn't want to see you? This child's surname is also Zhao, could it be your illegitimate son? Well, if you do this, you are irresponsible to Qinghan."
Zhao Wenyi took back his hand, rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan, and said: "He is not my son, he is the child of one of my dead subordinates. That subordinate wanted to save me, so I adopted his son as his surrogate. Do you understand this time?"
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Ma Xiaoquan said nothing and looked at Princess Ting. Princess Ting understood and said: "Wenyi, don't be so harsh on a child. After all, he is a child~"
Zhao Wenyi said: "Sister Ting, this is my business, I hope you don't interfere~ People, come here!"
Zhao Zimin raised his head and looked at Princess Ting, as if he was unwilling to leave.
Princess Ting could not give birth to children, but she liked children very much. She reached out and touched Zhao Zimin's head. Princess Ting smiled and said: "Wenyi, otherwise, I like Zimin's child very much, so just let me stay here for a few days."
What do you think?"
Princess Ting originally thought that Zhao Wenyi would hesitate or even refuse. Unexpectedly, as soon as the question was asked, Zhao Wenyi nodded simply: "Okay, I'll leave you here~" After that, Zhao Wenyi turned and left.
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Wenyi's retreating back, turned to look at Princess Ting, and asked: "What's going on?"
Princess Ting shook her head: "Maybe Wen Yi is irritated by this child, that's fine~" Princess Ting knelt down, stretched out her hand and gently scratched Zhao Zimin's nose, and said with a smile, "What are you looking for Zhao Zimin for?"
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The little boy nodded.
"What a coincidence. My surname is also Zhao. My name is Zhao Ting. You are Wenyi's adopted child, so you have to call me Aunt Ting."
Zhao Zimin didn't seem to understand what an aunt was. He thought for a moment and said, "Mama Ting~"
"Mom..." Ma Xiaoquan smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked Zhao Zimin's head, "Boy, you have learned to take advantage at such a young age, and we didn't give birth to you~"
Princess Ting smiled and hugged Zhao Zimin: "Forget it, Ting's mother counts~ I don't have any children anyway~"
Unable to defeat Princess Ting, Ma Xiaoquan agreed to cure her. However, Ma Xiaoquan also asked Zhao Zimin to call him "Daddy Ma," but the little guy twisted his neck and turned away.
"Hey, this kid~~"
Princess Ting was amused by the young and old, and said with a smile: "Husband, don't tell me, this little guy looks more and more like you. Could he be your child?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "If Qinghan and I's child had not died, our child would have been this old~"
Princess Ting said: "I'm sorry for reminding you of sad things~"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, it's all in the past~ Let's go~"
Princess Ting nodded and said to Zhao Zimin: "People, would you like to go to Ting's mother's house to play? There are a lot of candies at Ting's mother's house~"
"Okay~" Zhao Zimin happily leaned on Princess Ting's shoulder, with a little happiness on his face.
Walking behind Princess Ting, Ma Xiaoquan also looked at Zhao Zimin carefully. Not to mention, this little guy looked a bit like himself...
In the Fire Temple, Zhao Wenyi told Li Qinghan about Princess Ting picking up the child. Of course, Zhao Wenyi's excuse was that Princess Ting went to him to look for Ma Xiaoquan, but she didn't find him, but she saw Feng'er. Because she liked him, she went there
They said they would take Ma Feng to play for two days...
Li Qinghan sighed. Although she missed her son very much, she thought that Princess Ting was Ma Xiaoquan's wife now. If she took Feng'er to play, Ma Xiaoquan should also see her son.
"Qinghan...I'm so sorry, there's nothing I can do..." Zhao Wenyi looked innocent and wronged, but he was extremely happy in his heart.
Li Qinghan sighed and said: "It's okay, just go and go, but there can't be a next time~"
Zhao Wenyi put his arms around Li Qinghan's waist and said with a smile: "I obey, hehe~"
Li Qinghan smiled and shook his head: "Okay, the food is ready, let's eat together~"
"Okay~"
...
Returning to the other courtyard, Ma Xiaoquan reached out and lifted Zhao Zimin from Princess Ting's shoulders.
Somehow, as soon as Ma Xiaoquan hugged the child, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Although Zhao Zimin was still a child, he felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy when being held by Ma Xiaoquan.
"Okay, come down and walk by yourself. I have hugged you all the way. Don't be a simp~" Ma Xiaoquan put Zhao Zimin down and taught him like a father.
Zhao Zimin raised his head, his big eyes twinkling very cutely.
"Well~" The little guy nodded heavily, then raised the little ball in his hand, "Then you play with me~"
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips: "What are you, your, yours? I don't have a name? Call me 'Daddy Ma'."
Zhao Zimin followed Ma Xiaoquan's example and curled his lips: "I don't have a father~"
Princess Ting, who was watching the excitement from the side, laughed, shook her head and said: "Husband, don't tell me, the way you two curl your lips is exactly the same~"
Ma Xiaoquan grunted twice, grabbed Zhao Zimin and lifted him up: "Boy, it's okay if you don't call me 'Daddy Ma', then call me Uncle Ma."
"Humph, don't scream, don't scream..."
"Okay, don't bark, don't ask me to chirp you, ah..."
The two people, one large and one small, huddled together, the children's giggles and Ma Xiaoquan's bleatings brought long-lost joy to the other courtyard.
...
Two days later, everything was ready, and Princess Ting reluctantly sent someone to send Zhao Zimin back. When the little guy left, he hugged Princess Ting's legs reluctantly and cried for a long time.
Princess Ting was also a little reluctant to let go of her little child. Although they only got along for two days, she particularly liked this child.
Ma Xiaoquan also likes this child very much, especially during the past two days, there is always a strange sense of intimacy with him.
Seeing the child being picked up, Princess Ting said with some reluctance: "Yesterday, the people insisted on watching the competition between you and Zhao Hu. I took it with me and didn't tell you~"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "I know everything~"
Princess Ting smiled and said, "What do you think the people said?"
"How to say?"
"The little guy said that he must be as strong as Uncle Ma in the future~"
"Ah, this brat never calls me uncle in front of me, but he secretly calls me uncle, hehe~~" Ma Xiaoquan felt warm in his heart.
"Okay, my father has also sent someone to deliver the message. Everything is ready. Let's leave for Hongzhou tomorrow~"
"Hmm~"
...
Inside the Fire Temple.
Li Qinghan took Zhao Zimin's little hand and asked with a smile: "What did you do when you went to Aunt Ting's house?"
Zhao Zimin smiled and said: "Mom, it's not Aunt Ting, it's Mother Ting~"
"Hmm? Ting's mother?"
"Yes, yes, and Uncle Ma, they are so good, Uncle Ma took me to play, and yesterday Uncle Ma had a fight with someone, and Uncle Ma won ~ Uncle Ma is so awesome...I will also
You must be like Uncle Ma..."
Li Qinghan pursed his lips and took his son into his arms. Only she knew that this child was her and Ma Xiaoquan's son.
"Feng'er, listen to mother, your adoptive father will come later and ask you what you were doing at Ting's mother's house. You just said that you only ate cakes and candies. You must not mention Uncle Ma's matter, okay?"