In the next words, Biyun didn't continue, and seeing that Feng Jiuxi's expression was wrong, he turned to say: "Maybe the prince helped the slave and maid to fall." ”

Feng Jiuxi's eyes sank slightly, and the strange feeling in his heart came to his heart again.

"Maybe." Feng Jiuxi frowned and said, in fact, they all knew in their hearts that Yan Qing would not do such a thing as helping to pour medicine.

Taking Xiao Baozi's coat, Feng Jiuxi returned to the courtyard, and as soon as he came out, he saw Xiao Baozi lying on the grass, holding Mu Bai in his arms, and the latter was scurrying around on him, just not to let him catch it.

A few steps away, Yan Qing looked at them, with the tenderness of blooming in his eyes, which had always been as cold as water.

The feeling was wonderful, different from the way she looked at her, as if she was looking at something precious.

Looking at the past from Feng Jiuxi's point of view, she just saw the man's thin side face, flawless, her eyes turned to look at the small bun on the ground, and for a moment, she actually felt that the side of this child was a little familiar.

If Xiao Baozi grows up a little more, it will look the same as the current Yanqing......

plus the red spots on Fang Cai Yanqing's body, as well as the cup of allergy medicine that disappeared inexplicably.

Feng Jiuxi's mind wanted to be squeezed up by a big hand, and after the pain, he was suddenly blessed!

Isn't that right?

She was so frightened by the thoughts in her head that she didn't know what to do for a while, and she didn't even hear Xiao Baozi shouting to her.

It wasn't until a familiar touch came from his shoulder that Feng Jiuxi came back to his senses, and Yan Qing asked, "What do you think, my son called you." ”

Feng Jiuxi found out with some hindsight that when did he call his son so smoothly.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what happened when Biyun said that the medicine is gone." Feng Jiuxi tried her best to let herself speak in a normal tone.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on the expression on Yan Qing's face, but she saw that he also looked as usual, "I just fell with my hand." ”

"Oh, that's right." Feng Jiuxi dragged out his last note, and said casually: "I thought it was stolen by someone." ”

Yan Qing didn't answer again, and turned to look at the little bun on the grass, "This kid's temper is the same as yours, and he is a little noisy." ”

"yes, I think he's just like you." Feng Jiuxi nodded, but he still didn't notice anything unusual from his face, and the doubts in his heart suddenly deepened.

She didn't notice that the big hand on her shoulder was quietly tightened.

"Mother, Daddy, come here, let's play a game." Over there, Xiao Baozi saw the two of them standing still, quickly got up from the grass, grabbed their hands and wanted to play together.

The two of them played with the little bun until it was almost dark, and the little guy was willing to give up.

Yan Qing carried him lightly to the bed, reached out and covered him with the quilt, looking like he was familiar with the road.

"You seem to be very good to him, and I am surprised that you get along well, I really can't see that you are not really father and son."

Feng Jiuxi's voice suddenly sounded from behind him, Yan Qing held the quilt's hand and paused, and when he looked back, he had already gathered all his emotions.

"This is your son, that is, my son, and it is right to be good to him." Yan Qing explained lightly.

This sounds like there is no flaw, and the so-called love of the house and the truth of Wu is like this.