Xiao Chenyong thought sadly, when will my father come back, and my mother, I started to learn to walk, and she hasn't come back yet.

His big eyes trembled.Two round tears fell on the clouds with a tick.Turned into a light rain and fell in the vast space.He rubbed his eyes.Sniffled.I miss my mother's embrace.It was warm and comfortable.It's a pity that she just hugged me for a while and left.Woo woo.Mother.Why did you bear to leave Yong'er?Did Yong'er do something wrong?

He shook the rattle in his hand and shook it.I'm so small.It's impossible to offend my mother.That must have been my father's stupid thing.Got my mother angry.No wonder he wanted to leave me.Hurriedly ran to find my mother.I don't see these days.I don't know if I found it.

Aunt Yunqi just put me on this cloud, patted her ass and left, she didn't worry about me falling......

"Little prince, sit down, the emperor will come later......"

Oh, my father is here, and my mother, and my mother, is here.

Xiao Chenyong leaned against the soft clouds, looked around, the sea of clouds was misty and far away, scattered like a light veil, and he couldn't see clearly, he sat bored for a while, put down the rattle, and stood up tremblingly with both hands on a protruding cloud.

In the vague mist, a faint cyan color leaked out of the mist.Xiao Chenyong's heart was happy.This is exactly the color of his father's clothes.The father was nearby.He whined twice.One foot stepped into the sea of clouds.

The wind was whistling around him, Xiao Chen was never afraid, his feet were kicking in the air, and he rushed towards the blue that seemed to be nothing.

The thin cloud and mist instantly condensed into a soft net.Hold Xiao Chenyong, who is falling rapidly.He is not happy.Who wants this net of freedom.He pulled hard with a pair of small hands.He wanted to tear the cloud net so that he could find his father.

"Yong'er, you're naughty again, you're not small, you dare to jump down from such a high cloud."

A gentle voice sounded from beside him, and a large hand reached out from outside the cloud network, gently hugged him, and brought him out of the cloud network.

"Yong'er ......"

Xiao Chenyong's heart fluttered for a moment, and before he could react, another voice had already sounded in his ears, gentle, with an irrepressible trill.

Xiao Chenyong's heart fluttered again, this voice was very familiar, in his own consciousness, this voice must have wrapped around him, intoxicated himself.

He didn't respond to his father, but looked up at the strange and familiar voice, just in front of a pair of eyes full of anticipation, surprise, love, guilt.

"Yong'er ......"

The voice sounded cautiously again.A pair of slightly cool hands gently stroked his cheeks.The cool touch slipped through.He sneezed vigorously.The hands immediately retracted: "I'm sorry.My hands are cold......"

Xiao Chen was stunned and looked at the beautiful woman standing next to her father.

Several times she tried to reach out and pick herself up, but before she could touch her clothes, she immediately shrank back.

"I'm scared of you, Yong'er, I'm sorry."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly blessed his heart, a small hand, hugged the woman's skirt, and called out indistinctly: "Mother, mother, mother......" and then cried.

That's right, it's my mother's mother, it's my mother's taste, my father's old boy, I finally got my mother back.

"Yong'er, my mother is back, are you happy?" The father's mellow voice sounded, with unconcealed joy, Xiao Chenyong just pouted, ignored the Emperor, and continued to hug Mei'er and cry.

The Immortal Emperor smiled, he hadn't seen this kid for a while, he couldn't remember when he was in chaos, but when his spiritual platform was reopened, he really missed the child.

Now seeing the child coquettish in Mei'er's arms, he can't help but feel gratified, it seems that blood is thicker than water, the old saying that mother and son are connected is right, the son naturally recognizes his mother, Mei'er has a faint doubt in her heart, but under the influence of her son, she should soon be able to accept this reality.

Mei'er squatted down, her hands wanted to wrap around the child, but she was afraid that her body temperature would be cold, and he was hesitating..... Embrace...... Mother......"

He buried his head in Mei'er's chest, rubbed it back and forth for a while, and looked up at Mei'er and giggled again.

Mei'er was lost for a moment, and vaguely remembered the scene when she first saw the child, when the child was hungry, crying weakly, and she didn't seem to have any other thoughts, and immediately picked up the child...... Then the child asks for milk, and he can do whatever he wants, so he naturally gives up milk to feed the child...... The child, after he has eaten enough, also looks at himself with such attachment eyes.

Could it be that this child is really his own and Mingchen's, in that missing hundred years, is it really as the Emperor of the Underworld said------

Only my physical body was bound by the aura of this child, and there was no feathering, and Mingchen took on the heavy responsibility of giving birth to a child during this time, and conceived this child who should have been disillusioned with him completely and healthily.

Mei'er looked at the child carefully, trying to find a trace of similarity in his immature appearance, this child has handsome facial features, white skin, and looks a little similar to Mingchen.

"Mei'er, let's go back to the palace first, you are weak, you should not stay here for a long time, what do you have to say, let's go back and talk slowly."

Mei'er hugged the child, the child didn't move, how could I go back to the palace with you, even if Yong'er was really my son, but I ...... I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother.At the beginning of your germination.I was desperate to strangle you for my own selfish interests.Fortunately, Mingchen had the ability.I saved you.Even the conception and production were all done by him.I feel ashamed...... I really don't have the face to go back.

Besides, there are people in your palace.How can I go to ask myself for being bored.Although you and I have been married.But fate is deep and shallow.Halfway fate will eventually be washed away by time.Unforgettable.Lingering.Everything has become a thing of the past.I said.I have no regrets about the encounter in this life.But I really don't want to go back and face a day when you fight for me.

"I ...... Don't go back, Mingchen, take Yong'er away, I'm used to being here, I don't want to go."