Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty There is a Kind of Love Called Perfection III
In the early morning, the emperor slowly opened his eyes as everyone expected.
"Grandpa Emperor!" He spoke first.
The emperor sat up and felt refreshed.
"How does it feel?" Fu'er asked softly.
The emperor smiled: "Very good!"
When Fu'er heard this, she smiled and said, "Fu'er is going to bring you porridge!" After that, she turned around and walked out.
"Grandpa Emperor!" Climbed to the collapse one by one and sat down beside the emperor: "Beautiful Grandma Emperor is so delicious to cook!"
"Grandpa Emperor knows!" The happy scene of the past flashed in the emperor's eyes.
At that time, she didn't know that she was the emperor; she happily surrounded herself every day, washing her hands and making soup for herself... Later, her identity was exposed and everything began to change quietly...
Fu'er walked into the house with the porridge and saw that the emperor was ecstatic at the moment.
"Emperor!" Fu'er screamed softly.
The emperor came to his senses and reached out to take the porridge from Fu'er's hand; he ate it bit by bit, as if he was tasting it, and more as if he was aftertaste.
Staring at the porridge in the bowl, it decreases little by little; shouting as if the relationship between you and Fu'er is passing away little by little.
Before the porridge was finished, the emperor's eyes turned red first.
One by one, I found it and asked strangely: "Grandpa Emperor! What's wrong with you?!"
"It's okay!" The emperor raised his head and drank the porridge in the bowl.
The emperor got out of bed and put the empty bowl on the table. Without looking at Fu'er's expression, he said softly: "Let's go!"
Everyone was stunned; they didn't expect that the emperor had drunk porridge and the first thing he said was this.
"Grandpa Emperor! Are we not going to play for a few more days?!" Yibing his eyes and asked.
Yue Fan clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his back suddenly popped up; my mother waited for him for so many years, but she changed her back to the words, "Let's go!"
Fu'er covered Yue Fan's palm with her tender horns and shook her head slightly.
Yue Fan took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
King Jin was puzzled in his eyes. The father had been looking for his mother for many years, so how could he leave just by saying that he would leave? What happened in the middle?
"No!" The emperor held Yiyi's hair and said, "Let's go!" After that, he walked out of the door without looking back.
"You go back too!" Fu'er said to Yue Fan.
Yue Fan frowned and shook his head and said, "Yue Fan stayed with you!"
"No need!" Fu'er patted Yuefan's hand: "My mom wants to be alone and quiet!"
"My mom~~"
"Go!" Fu'er waved to Yue Fan.
Yue Fan didn't say anything, just stared at her mother quietly.
"Beautiful Grandma!" Yiyi stepped forward and hugged Fu'er's legs: "Yiyi miss you! When my mother's body is well maintained, I will accompany her to see you!"
"Okay!" Fu'er squatted down and kissed Yiyi's face.
Yiyi kissed Fu'er on the cheek: "Goodbye, Grandma Huang!"
"Goodbye!" Fu'er held back her tears and smiled.
"..." King Jin opened his mouth and finally said nothing; he led Yiyi and turned around and left.
"Um!" Yue Fan frowned: "What happened?!"
"My mom doesn't want to say it for the time being!" Fu'er felt powerless: "You go too!"
"My mom~~"
"After a while, my mother will come to find you!" Fu'er waved to Yue Fan again: "Go!"
Yue Fan finally couldn't resist her mother and had to turn around and leave.
Before Fu'er could see her off, she looked at the carriage from the window and left slowly.
‘I haven’t seen each other for many years, but now I’m going to separate in a hurry!’ Tears finally couldn’t help but slip.
Inside the car...
The emperor's face was gloomy, as if he had lost his soul, and as if he had walked to the end of his life.
Yuefan and King Jin were each immersed in their own thoughts; they were all bored and stared at them back and forth.