() swept his gaze, and faced the line of sight that looked at Shangli Wuwu, and quickly shut up and smiled dryly.

"Okay...... I'll try ......"

……

As the sun sets, the afterglow sprinkles with a warm and warm body.

His fingertips unconsciously tapped on the white jade railing beside him, looking into the distance, but there was no focus, as if he had seen nothingness.

Zi Ye lowered a cup of hot tea to him and looked slightly into his eyes: "What's wrong?" Why do you look so preoccupied? ”

"It's okay...... Ionic Xuan took a sip of tea, and a touch of guilt flashed in his eyes: "I'm sorry...... I didn't expect it to end like this...... I never thought that Fang Zhiyan would ......"

"Why do you want to say I'm sorry......" Zi Ye smiled like a flower.

"I thought it was unfair to you that we left home......"

"This is the grudge between me and Fang Zhiyan, although it is also because of you, but in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with you...... It's just that...... I always feel that Fang Zhiyan's birth is too providential...... And ......"

Zi Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked around him vigilantly, making sure that there was no one, before he smiled: "Moreover, I seem to have a delusion...... Your Daddy...... I don't think I'm too happy about this baby......"

It stands to reason that for the old man, or for the old man who has to leave without worry, his appearance is too bland.

Even if it was something that Fang Zhiyan was scheming about, it shouldn't affect his surprise of knowing that he was about to become a father.

Although his face was full of smiles, in the depths of his pupils, Zi Yeben did not see the joy from the bottom of his heart.

For him, who has a thin bloodline, it seems that this should not be the reaction.

"His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven...... The Emperor of Heaven invites you to come and ......"

The words of the guards outside the palace gate made Ion Xuan's eyebrows frown slightly, but he answered.

"He is now happy with your son, what do you want me to do?"

Zi Ye turned around and fetched a coat for him, put it on for him like a little wife, and smiled mischievously.

"Maybe I'm telling you, don't bully your little brother in the future......"

Ion Xuan smiled helplessly, and gently pinched the tip of her nose with her fingertips, "I'm leaving, if you're bored, just go outside and walk around...... But they are not allowed to go back to the girls' school...... How many things do you say you've been causing lately......"

Since Lian Jiao's incident, Ion Xuan insisted on letting her move out of the women's school hall and live in his dormitory, Hongming Hall.

Hongming Hall is located halfway up the mountain, because of the ion Xuan Xijing, so there are very few maids here, and even the guards are acting like a dark guard 3, so even in the daytime, this place is very clean.

On one side of his bedroom is an open-air verandah, which is undoubtedly a good place to rest for the Celestials, who are warm as spring all year round.

Zi Ye casually took the flower scissors that had been placed at one time, pruned the flowers and plants on the flower stand on the side of the verandah, and as soon as she cut off a branch, she saw a centipede kite fluttering on the mountain peak in the distance.

It's just that as soon as the kite rose into the sky, it fell headlong.

After a while, it took off again, but not long after, it fell again.

The corners of Ziye's lips were unconscious, I don't know whose child this is, so resilient, insisting on not giving up.

There was a sound of broken footsteps behind him, and Zi Ye suddenly straightened up, with a touch of stern color, but he didn't continue to prune the branches and leaves, and he didn't turn around.

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