In the imperial garden with flowers, bursts of laughter were heard in the sky, making the guards on duty in the distance confused.
"Sister! Is the first line good-looking?" The skycloud stood among the flowers in white clothes; her delicate facial features and innocent expressions were like a male version of the flower fairy.
"Good-looking!" Liu Hanyan's eyebrows were sucking her lower abdomen with her hands.
Qiong Cang reached out to pinch a flower and walked slowly to Liu Hanyan: "Sister! Give it!"
Staring at the sky, with foggy eyes, straight nose, and bright red lips; Liu Hanyan instructed slightly: "If the line is normal, it will definitely fascinate countless girls!"
"Sister!" Seeing that Liu Hanyan had not met, Qiong Cang reached out and pushed Liu Hanyan slightly.
Liu Hanyan came back to her senses and reached out to take the flower: "You are tired from the first line! Go to my sister for a while!"
"Okay!" A thread of Qiong sat down happily beside Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan looked at Qiongcang's handsome face and asked softly: "Yizhi! Have you ever thought about marrying a concubine one day?"
"Concubine?!" A ray of confusion blinked.
‘What are you talking about?!’ Liu Hanyan pursed her lips in annoyance: ‘He has an IQ, how could he think of these things?!’
"Sister!" Qiongcang grabbed Liu Hanyan's soft fist with white fingertips: "Is the concubine the one who lives with the front line?"
"Yes!" Liu Hanyan nodded slightly.
When the Qiong Cang heard it, his eyebrows suddenly laughed: "Sister, would you be a concubine on the front line?"
"Uh~~" Liu Hanyan.
"Sister! Is that okay?" Qiong Cang acted coquettishly and shook Liu Hanyan.
"One line! Stop shaking!" Liu Hanyan hurriedly made a sound to stop him, and the sky continued to shake.
Qiongcang pouted, refusing to forgive: "That sister is the first-line concubine!"
Liu Hanyan looked at the sky with a serious look and lied: "The first line is still small, and I can't marry a concubine!"
"Sister lies!" Qiongcang's eyes turned red: "Sister just asked the first line, do you want to marry a concubine?"
"Cough!" Liu Hanyan coughed lightly, covering up his stiff face: "Sister, that means, when the first line grows up!"
"Really?!" A ray of tears in the sky was about to cry.
"Really!" Liu Hanyan nodded quickly.
The sky was quiet for a moment and suddenly asked, "When the first line grows up, my sister will marry the first line to be a concubine?"
"Uh~~" Liu Hanyan almost couldn't breathe.
"Sister..." A ray of tears rolled in Qiong Cang's eyes, and there was a possibility of falling down at any time.
Liu Hanyan frowned in a tangled manner; she didn't expect that a casual question would turn out to be the result of the present.
"First-line! A man cannot cry!" Liu Hanyan said to lure him.
Yiyi pursed his lips: "The first line has not grown up yet, he is not a real man!"
Liu Hanyan's forehead slid down the black line: 'Okay! It's better to change the communication method!'
"Yes! The front line is still a child! But the child cannot cry casually, otherwise he will not be a good child!" Liu Hanyan continued to speak out to lure him.
"You can't cry at will for a good boy?" Qiong Cang asked in confusion.
"Yes!" Liu Hanyan nodded: "Good children usually don't cry!"
The sky heard it, raised her sleeves and wiped away tears in her eyes: "Don't cry at the first ray, but be a good child at the first ray!"
Liu Hanyan patted Qiongcang's shoulder: "You are so good!"
"Don't cry at the front line, be a good child! Do you want to be a concubine on the front line?" The Qiongcang first line mentioned the topic just now.
"..." Who said he has a low IQ? Does he mean he has a bad memory?
Seeing that Liu Hanyan had not returned, Qiongcang pouted in grievance: "Sister..."
"Sister can't be a front-line concubine!" Liu Hanyan said sincerely.
"Why can't my sister be a concubine?" The tears that had just been wiped out by Qiong Cang returned to her eyes again.
Liu Hanyan's eyes turned slightly, thinking about the reason why she could obey the sky and the reason for being simple: "... My sister is bigger than the first line. When the first line grows up, my sister will become old and ugly; so, my sister cannot be a concubine on the front line!"
"Sister won't become ugly!" Qiong Cang pouted.
"It will become ugly!" Liu Hanyan argued.
"No! No..." Qiong Cang shouted angrily: "...Sister will never become ugly!"
"..." If you stare at yourself, you will be furious. Liu Hanyan chose to shut up.
The two fell silent!
Liu Hanyan sat quietly, looking at the flowers and plants not far away; in the sky, like a child doing something wrong, he secretly glanced at Liu Hanyan with a very pitiful look.
After a moment, Liu Hanyan sighed slightly: "First line! Let's go back!"
"Yeah!" A ray of Qiong Cang responded muffled, followed Liu Hanyan and walked towards the palace.
"Aunt! Aunt..." Hong Ling's yellow oriole-like voice rang throughout the imperial garden: "...Who do you guess Hong Ling brought it?"
Liu Hanyan raised her eyes and looked at Hong Ling running in the direction; her expression suddenly froze.
I saw Liu Hanyan from afar, and his legs were bounced; the next second I reached Liu Hanyan's arms: "Mommy! I miss you!" Thousands of words turned into the simplest and simple words.
Liu Hanyan hugged Yiyi tightly in his arms, tears falling down his eyes.
Yiyi was shocked and quickly raised his little face: "Mommy! What's wrong with you?"
Liu Hanyan cried and laughed: "Mommy thought, you don't want Mommy anymore!"
Yiyi felt a squeak in his heart: "No! Never!" Yiyi wrapped his neck tightly around Liu Hanyan: "No matter what? You are Yiyi's eternal mommy!"
"Yiyi! Mommy loves you!"
Yiyi stretched out his hand and wiped Liu Hanyan's tears: "Yiyi loves mommy too! And..." Yiyi smiled at Liu Hanyan: "The father also loves mommy too!"
"He..." Liu Hanyan was a little disbelief.
"That's right! The father loves mommy!" Yiyi thought of King Jin jumping off the cliff without hesitation, and he was extremely moved: "... After Mommy jumped off the cliff, the father jumped down! So, the father loves mommy!"
"He, he jumped off the cliff..." Liu Hanyan felt a puff of pain in his heart; his eyes were fixed on Yiyi and asked anxiously: "...How is he?"
"Father is fine!" Liu Hanyan pulled up one by one and smiled comfortingly.
Liu Hanyan's tears overflowed from his eyes again; it turned out that they did not abandon Hanyan; it turned out that they all loved Hanyan even more than Hanyan imagined...
Qiong Cang looked at Liu Hanyan with tears, pouted his mouth, and tears also slid down the corners of his eyes: "Sister! Why are you crying? Don't cry..."
He stretched out his hands one by one and kept wiping Liu Hanyan's tears: "Mommy!! Don't cry!"
"Mommy doesn't cry! Mommy doesn't cry..." Liu Hanyan said on his mouth, but the tears kept falling.
Stop the movements in his hands: "Mommy! If you want to cry, just cry happily! But, you can't cry in the future!"