Shan Yue'er watched Xiao Xiao hug Zao'er to Yu Qingfeng's side, Rao is she slammed her eyes at Xiao Xiao, but the girl turned a blind eye. Seeing Yu Qingfeng stretch out her hand to hug Zao'er, her heart also rose to her throat.

It's been more than six months since Zao'er, and he can already cry, laugh, and recognize people, and it will be embarrassing if he is scared and crying by his strange biological father. "Don't be afraid early, my mother is here!" In a hurry, Shan Yue'er had already hurried to Yu Qingfeng's side.

Who knows, not only did the baby not cry, but stretched out his white fat little hand and patted Yu Qingfeng's face, and then grinned. Sure enough, it is the nature of father and son, and when Shan Yue'er saw the father and son who had not met for a long time, she only felt that her heart was tangled and a little painful.

The child's innocent smile also made Yu Qingfeng a little moved, he took a sip on Zao'er's milky pink cheeks, and sighed: "Wushuang, my father has finally found you!" ”

Yu Qingfeng carried her son into the hall, and Shan Yue'er had to follow in. Gao Rin and Xiaoxiao Hou were outside the door, although Yun Shifei was a little uneasy, but because of his identity, he still chose to avoid it.

After a while, there was only one of them left in the house, Yu Qingfeng sat at the high table with Zao'er in his arms, teasing his son in his arms, and said, "Yue'er, go home with me!" ”

Shan Yue'er didn't make a sound, just stepped forward, picked up the teapot and filled it with water in a tea bowl, and said, "The prince drank this tea, please hurry up!" It's getting late, and I can't stay longer. ”

"Go back, where are you going?" There was a pain in his head, Yu Qingfeng grinned, and hurriedly grabbed Zao'er's little hand, holding it tightly, and the little hand was holding a strand of his long hair. Who knew that the little baby was not afraid of life at all, and she was playful, pulling her father's hair and pulling it around, without mercy, and she had no intention of letting go.

Shan Yue'er listened to his question attentively, and saw Yu Qingfeng and his son coming and going, fighting for a strand of hair there, and said angrily: "Where else can I go back, naturally I will go back to Fenzhou City and go back to your own home." Then she clapped her hands at her son, opened her arms to him, and motioned to hug him.

Zao'er was hungry, and when he saw that his mother was going to hug him, he happily let go of his father's hair, and opened his little white arms like lotus roots to drill into Shan Yue'er's arms like a small beast.

Yu Qingfeng had no choice but to let go, seeing the picture of Shan Yue'er's mother and son relying on each other, he hated that he hadn't found them earlier, and now, since he had found them, he would definitely not let them go again. "The place where you and Zao'er are is my home. If you don't want to go back with me, I'll stay. ”

"The prince of the dignified Qianxiang country, is it possible to play a scoundrel here?" Seeing Yu Qingfeng's calm and affectionate appearance, Shan Yue'er was confused for a while. What does he mean by this, and he still doesn't hurt him deep enough, so he pulls her heart again?

didn't dare to stay in this house any longer, Shan Yue'er snorted angrily, "If the prince wants to stay, he will stay, but I don't have an empty room here to entertain the prince!" After saying that, he took care of his son and wanted to go to the back room.

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Where is Yu Qingfeng willing to let her go? As soon as the long arm stretched out, he hugged her and Zao'er in his arms.

Woo wow, woo wow, I saw Shan Yue'er going back to the house with him, and thought that I wanted my mother to feed him. But seeing that his mother had already walked to the door, he was inexplicably dragged back by this uncle, and saw that the milk that reached his mouth flew like this, so how could he not be wronged?

Xiaoxiao heard Zao'er's cry, and forgot about being afraid of Yun Shifei for a while, and slammed into the door without even knocking.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with Zao'er?" She was anxious to check Zao'er's condition, but found that Shan Yue'er was being held tightly in her arms by Yu Qingfeng. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, lord, the slave is wrong." Knowing that she was a tiger whisker, Xiaoxiao really couldn't care about Zao'er, who was still crying, she was ashamed, and her head hung low, as if she had made some heinous mistake.

"Get out!" Looking at this reckless tiger girl, Yu Qingfeng only felt unhappy, and coldly squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.

The voice was like an ice blade, cold and ruthless, where did the small one still have the courage to stay, and he was busy with his body, and he ran away as if he was fleeing.

The room was quiet again, and the morning crying was tired, and the loud crying stopped, leaving only the sound of aggrieved sobs.

"Let go of me!" Shan Yue'er held Zao'er with both hands, and didn't dare to struggle too hard, so she had to vent her dissatisfaction through her voice.

Yu Qingfeng was reluctant to let go of this warm fragrance and Yu Nuan, he took a deep breath of the fragrance of ylang-ylang flowers in her hair, and sighed: "Yue'er, do you know how much I miss you?" ”

"Please also ask the prince to respect himself." Shan Yue'er's body is straight, and her mouth is still stiff. It was only when his warm breath sprayed on the top of her hair that her breathing was unsteady.

"Self-respect?" The corners of Yu Qingfeng's lips raised, as if he was listening to a big joke, "I'm in my own home, hugging my own lady, where is I not self-respecting?" ”

"Who is your lady, and how can this be your home? Let me go! Shan Yue'er was so angry that she stomped her feet, and as she spoke, she poked him in the chest with her elbow before she got out. This man, don't look at the cold and lonely on weekdays, but he really plays a scoundrel, but he doesn't lose to the village tyrant of Yuquan Village.

Hiss, the sudden attack tore at the wound on his back that had just scabbed, and almost instantly, the blood stained the thin white robe red.

"You're hurt?" Shan Yue'er exclaimed.

"It's already fine, but the lady has to struggle, and the wound is torn again." Yu Qingfeng endured the pain and smiled a little helplessly.

"It's all this time, and you're still in the mood to laugh?" Shan Yue'er pushed open the door of the inner room, put Zao'er on the kang, and began to look for medicine for wounds and clean cloth tape.

Finding the medicine, she used scissors to cut the fabric behind him and began to medicate him.

"How did you hurt like this?" Looking at the fist-sized wound on his back, Shan Yue'er gasped, and her phoenix eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Don't mention it, it's all because I'm in a hurry, and I'm in the way of the surname Hai." Yu Qingfeng endured the pain and said lightly.

"Is it Haiwangchuan?" Shan Yue'er stopped the bleeding for him, applied medicine, and tied the wound with a cloth bag, the shocking wound was covered, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Yes." Yu Qingfeng agreed in a low voice, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes looked out the window, and the cold light in his eyes flashed.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Shan Yue'er sighed and didn't ask any more. only said: "It's getting late, if the prince insists on staying here, he can only go to the ear room to make up for the night." Seeing his wounds, she still softened her heart.

Unexpectedly, the man next to him had to take an inch, he shook his head, patted the kang head where Zao'er was lying, and said in a deep voice: "No, I'll sleep here tonight and won't go anywhere." ”

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