This half-pushing and half-making action made Xue'er very comfortable, and she gently leaned into her mother's arms, enjoying the warm afternoon.

"Have you always lived here?" Xie Baifeng asked.

For the Feng clan, she is completely blank, with no memory, no nostalgia, and no reluctance as the servants say.

She doesn't know if she belongs here or not, but she enjoys Cher's dependence on her.

Maybe it's because of her natural motherhood, she always feels that she has a bit of fate with Cher.

Cher shook her head and smiled, "The place where I used to live was outside the realm where you have lived for more than ten years. ”

"But it's strange, that back mountain has long been ripe by the melons I visited, but why didn't I ever find out that there was a formation there." Cher pouted, feeling depressed when she thought about it.

If she had discovered that formation earlier, she would have been able to find her mother earlier.

"Say there's a formation there?" Xie Baifeng looked at Xue'er suspiciously.

Cher nodded, "At that time, it was because I looked away that I accidentally broke into the field where you were. ”

But it's also strange why the address given by the god is exactly where the mother is.

Could it be that the Divine Monarch knew his mother's whereabouts from the beginning?

Impossible!

Cher mentally interrupted the ridiculous thought.

"By the way, Mother, how did you get into that field?" Cher asked, looking up.

Xie Baifeng shook his head blankly, "I've been in that realm since I woke up. ”

Perhaps because of years of loneliness, she has long forgotten how to talk to people.

"It's weird." Cher tilted her head in confusion.

"Well, it's my best luck to find my mother now, so come and try my handiwork." She hugged Xie Baifeng and sat down in the gazebo.

In the garden, the breeze is flying, the tidbits are swaying, and the two figures of the gazebo are shining in the sun.

Feng Lingtian stood behind the rockery not far away, looking intently at the figure in the pavilion.

What the hell should he do to get Bai Feng to accept him again?

The unprecedented pressure made Feng Lingtian couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, father, why are you standing there alone, come and eat with us." Just then, his thoughts were interrupted by the sometimes crisp shouts, and he looked up to see the two staring at him.

"Okay." In any case, now that Bai Feng had returned to the Feng Clan, he believed that one day Bai Feng would remember their past.

Xie Baifeng saw Feng Lingtian walking towards this side, and subconsciously lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly.

"Bai Feng, Xue'er......" Feng Lingtian walked to the two of them, looking at Xie Baifeng, whose cheeks were flushed in the sun, and couldn't help but want to reach out and caress them.

"Father, I made a lot of snacks today, come and ask my mother to try it, my mother praised my craftsmanship just now." Xue'er hurriedly grabbed Feng Lingtian's arm and smashed her eyes at him twice.

Feng Lingtian realized that he was in a hurry, and hurriedly sat down on the stone bench.

A slightly awkward atmosphere surrounded the gazebo, and the okra who was guarding the side felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there was Xue'er in the middle to adjust the atmosphere, and the three of them also talked and laughed and enjoyed a comfortable afternoon.

Sending Xie Baifeng back to the bedroom to rest, Feng Lingtian hurriedly dragged Xue'er to the study.

"Xue'er, hurry up and help my father find a way." Feng Lingtian was very aggrieved.