Xia Fanyin's head tilted.

Quan Qianjiu's thoughts were pulled back by her suddenly, looking at her swaying head, his eyes darkened a little, his originally straight body sat up straighter at this moment, slowly raised his hand, and gently pressed her head down on his shoulder.

Delicate and quiet, she is probably only so peaceful when she is asleep.

The man's slender fingers gently scraped her face, and when she fell, she wanted to pinch, but when she was about to pinch, she retracted her strength and turned into a gentle stroke, and her dark eyes were wrapped with a softness that even he didn't realize.

"Mother ......"

Fei Li saw the happy place, turned his head excitedly and was about to say something, when he saw such a scene.

His voice slammed, and his eyes widened as he looked at them curiously and earnestly.

In the few days he saw his father and mother, their relationship was really not very good—he didn't know what other people's parents were like, but he hoped that his father and mother could always be like this.

Even if you don't speak, you can still make people feel warm.

At the same time, Quan Tianjiu also heard his voice, raised his eyes and looked at him, and raised his fingers to make a silent gesture.

Fei nodded hurriedly.

After thinking about it, he made another gesture to sew his mouth and silently spit out four words, "I, no, say, speak!" ”

Quan Tianjiu hooked his lips, "Hmm." ”

But such a quiet and beautiful moment did not last long, and Xia Fanyin was soon woken up by a noise-

"Brother Ling Tian!"

The voice on the stage was still babbling, and the people in the troupe were not affected by the audience, but her ears were stinged because of this sudden sharp female voice, her head slammed, and she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

When she first woke up, her pupils dilated for a moment, and she looked around blankly.

Quan Tianjiu's hand still fell on her face, gentle and intimate, but his face sank because of this abrupt voice.

In the same way, they were looking intently, but they didn't expect to be disturbed, and their little faces immediately wrinkled.

So the eyebrows, eyes and expressions of the father and son are exactly the same, making people see at a glance that they are father and son.

Mo Lihua stood a step away from them in a daze, clenching her palms tightly, her face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, all her emotions were surging in her heart, she looked at Quan Feili, and then looked at him, the bitter taste lingered in her throat.

She didn't expect to see him again in her lifetime - when she entered Beijing, she heard that the former nine thousand years old was his Ling Tian's elder brother, and later became the emperor, and her mood was extremely complicated.

But before she even had time to do anything, he just "died".

Fortunately, he is alive again!

When she learned the news, she couldn't care about anything, she just wanted to see him again, but how strict the guards guarding outside the palace gate were, how could she let an ordinary person enter the palace at will?

So after so many days, she can only guard this theater and serve tea and water inside.

Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and today he will meet him here by coincidence!

"Brother Ling Tian......" she muttered, holding back the moist tears in her eyes and not falling, "I didn't expect that I would still see ......"