Pushing the door in the early morning, the snow has cleared, and it is a new day, and the vast land is covered in silver everywhere, which is very enchanting.

As if she had moved back to her Funing Hall from the delivery room, lying on her own bed, she felt a kind of comfort and warmth, her daughter was by her side, as if she was caressing her daughter Qianxue's delicate face like a stamen, a maternal brilliance flashed on her face, and a warmth flowed in her heart, even if the whole world abandoned herself, she would not be lonely from now on, because she had Qianxue, her daughter was all she had, and it was her own pride in the past to support her to go on, but now she is her daughter.

The baby daughter is sleeping soundly, as if lying on the bed and listening quietly, listening to the breath of the daughter after falling asleep, listening to the wind outside the window, the sky is clear, maybe the plum blossoms in the garden are blooming again, is there really so much coincidence in the world? Last year's yesterday was full of snowflakes, and he and Wen Jun met for the first time, but this year's yesterday was full of snowflakes, and his daughter came to the world yesterday, what does this coincidence mean? Is it because they can't stay with Wen Jun, so they make up for the regret in each other's hearts? Could it be that her daughter Qianxue is a gift from God? Last year, on this day, I learned that the weather was sunny, the red plum blossomed, and the king of Fu gave himself a branch of red plum, since then they are getting closer and closer to each other, close does not mean happiness, but more and more cuts, and the entanglement of the disorder, so that they are exhausted and grief-stricken

Thoughts are like catkins, catkins are chaotic, just like thoughts are flying, the door was pushed open, as if unconsciously looking in the direction of the door, into a tall and straight figure, like a heart sank, she didn't want to see this man, although this man took off a cold and ruthless coat at the moment, but it seemed that he couldn't let his heart heal, he couldn't be calm.

When King Fu was getting closer and closer, he seemed to subconsciously close his eyes

Wanruo's blindness did not make King Fu angry, he knew that it was difficult for him to get Wanruo's forgiveness, he had heard that the night before Wanruo's birth, that is, when he and Luoxia were crazy to have fun, it was like a person blowing cold wind outside, maybe this premature birth had a lot to do with the wind, fortunately, the mother and daughter were safe, otherwise it would be useless even if he regretted breaking his liver and sausage

King Fu walked to the side of the bed, gently pulled the quilt, and saw his sleeping daughter, his face flowing with the happiness and pride of being a father

King Fu gently stroked his thin face with his hand

"How's that feeling now?" King Fu asked gently

It was as if there was silence for a long time before he spoke

"Thank you for your concern, the concubine feels good now, if the prince has nothing else to do, please go out." The tone was cold, thousands of miles away

"If, don't be like this, vent if you are unhappy, don't be bad in your heart, I won't leave, I want to accompany you and my daughter here." As he spoke, King Fu sat down on the edge of the bed

It's as if your eyes are still closed

"The prince still has a lot of important things to deal with, if you don't want to delay the prince's big things because of yourself, it's enough to have a daughter. It's as if you don't need someone else's handout. ”

Alms? She actually regarded King Fu's concern as charity, and a word of charity seemed to be a small knife stabbing King Fu's heart

God knows if she didn't fit her? God knows how much he cares about her, but what a cruel blasphemy it is that she actually treats her feelings of giving as a kind of charity

"Like, you can't blaspheme the king's feelings for you, you can't." King Fu's tone also became cold, and he stared closely at his face that seemed to be calm and lonely

It seemed to slowly open his eyes, just opposite the four eyes of King Fu, and in an instant, an electric current passed through, but Wanru didn't feel his heartbeat, because Xin had already been numb

"Feelings, how can the prince ever give it like feelings? Before, the prince only had Sister Ruoxuan in his heart, but now the prince has Mrs. Ru, the prince still doesn't use the word emotion in front of Wanruo, what feelings do we have? Affection? We don't seem to be related by blood, friendship? It seems very far-fetched, because friendship doesn't hurt, love? That's a ridiculousness. ”

These words made King Fu's heart sink little by little, I would have illuminated the moon with my heart, but the bright moon shone on the ditch

"Like, you're too cruel." King Fu said a little weak, a little pale, and a little helpless

"I'm cruel, I'm cruel, if I wasn't cruel, I wouldn't be alive now, this place without warmth, how to live if I'm not cruel, I just have to live by my own cruelty, now that I have Qianxue, I want to be cruel even more, I won't let anyone hurt her." As if he had said that, he smiled coldly at King Fu, and then gently touched his daughter's little face with his hand

Maybe it was because they were talking too loudly, which woke up the sleeping Qianxue, and Qianxue cried, and the child's distress broke the tension in the air

It's as if I want to get up and pick up my daughter and coax me, but I can't do it because I can't do it

King Fu faced his daughter who couldn't stop crying, and the softness in his heart was touched at once

King Fu picked up his daughter, he held his daughter in his arms, holding his daughter as soft as a boneless, as if he had a thousand gold, a great sense of responsibility filled him all, since then he is in addition to the eight kings of Chitose who call for wind and rain, he is a father, a father who stands up to the sky, and he wants to shield his daughter from the wind and rain

"My baby Xue'er don't cry, don't cry, it's my father who is not good, wake you up, don't cry, my heart is going to break when you cry, my baby doesn't cry or cry." King Fu hugged his daughter back and forth in the room, his face was completely devoid of the impatience of the past, his daughter was still distressed, but he was not a little impatient, at this moment King Fu was no longer a thousand years old in the Wang family, just a father,

It was as if he struggled to sit up from the bed

"You give me your daughter, maybe she's hungry, I'll nurse her." It was as if the voice had softened all of a sudden

King Fu handed over his daughter to Wanruo, as if he carefully held his daughter in his arms and let her breastfeed

It's really a mother-daughter connection, as if hugging her, Qian Xue stopped crying, and then began to breastfeed

It was like looking at her daughter's cute little face, with a soft smile on her face, and her smile was as beautiful as a spring flower in March, which was intoxicating

King Fu looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, his face was full of happiness, if he faced his beloved wife and daughter every day, he was willing to give up his current wealth and glory

"Like, why don't you let the nurse come and nurse Xue'er, you're weak," Fu Wang said softly

He shook his head

"No need," the tone was still as cold as a knife

King Fu sat on the bed, as if he wanted to move his body, but King Fu hugged her,

"Don't treat me like this, look at our daughter's face or not, for our daughter's sake we will reconcile. Let's not go toe-to-toe with each other, give me a chance, I want to take good care of you and my daughter, do you know that my favorite place now is the Funing Palace, because there are you and my daughter here. King Fu's tone slowly softened from domineering

Before she could answer, King Fu kissed her, the kiss was still a little domineering, still fiery as fire