A flower is a world, a leaf is a mortal dust, the world has no fruit, how to come to winter wax branches.

In the blink of an eye, Menglin's baby conceived in October is about to land. This day was the coldest day, the cold wind was bitter, the snow on Juyun Mountain was white, only the plum blossoms in the courtyard were very happy, the house was extremely warm, and the outside of the house formed a two-level world. In the house, a sixth-level fire demon bear was in the center of the main hall, and only a woman's shout was heard in the bedroom, and the maids who went back and forth between the living room and the bedroom were doing their work compactly.

"Wow", and then there was no sound, so much so that Meng Lin suspected that her son was hanging. But when I saw the little baby lying sleeping next to me, I had a happy smile on my face, and this was my son. But this was only the beginning, and soon after he was born, he did not feel the pale golden energy of the outer layer of his body. Then all the functions of his body were slowly growing, but he still couldn't cultivate his fighting spirit. made him always feel that the memories in his mind after staying in his mother's womb for so long were like mirages, but he could really recall them, but he couldn't practice. And the proud water balloon can't come out. I was very frustrated, but the only thing I was happy about was that I had a mother, a beautiful and generous woman. He was very curious why, in addition to seeing his mother and her maid, he had seen the most of a generous old man called his grandfather, why he said generous, because every time the old man came, he brought him a bunch of food, played, and whether there was a first-level and second-level Warcraft Neidan, speaking of Neidan, I always heard the old man say that he would run in with Neidan, maybe he could produce a great demon in the future. However, after all, our German son is a baby body, but his soul is an adult.

The maid Ruyi wondered every day, because Gongzi De neither cried nor shouted, and he never even needed adults to coax him. His life routine is more normal than that of an adult, waking up every day, opening his mouth to eat, and going to sleep. But every day except for opening his mouth, this child's mouth hardly refuses to make any sound, the only thing he does every day is to make a flute, not only the maid, even Meng Lin feels that his child is really different from other children, but he cried when he gave birth, and he never heard him cry again, and he didn't even wet the bed very little. In fact, this can't be blamed on Shangde, no adult will wet the bed, he is stunned because he is now slowly feeling the fighting energy circulating in his body. If Emperor Ager seriously went to examine his grandson, he would be very surprised, because the stormy waves were actually trained by a baby to the second level. And this year, little Shangde was only one year old.

Winter goes to spring, spring goes to summer, summer flows to autumn, autumn is busy in winter, winter goes to spring and comes again, everything recovers, Juyun Mountain is covered with a thin layer of tender green This year, Shangde Gongzi is three years old, and children of the same age as him, at his age, can already babble, or pop out of his mouth with simple pronunciation, such as "father and mother" and so on. But our young master de was stunned and didn't say a word, fortunately, the three-year-old young master de still learned to walk. Although it is still faltering, it is no different from children of the same age. After all, his physical abilities did not allow him to make adult steps. But this year, Suntech's turbulent waves have been practiced to the point of three layers of thousands of roundabouts.

After all, it is an illegitimate child, and Emperor Yage doesn't want children to be bored in the mountains every day, but he can't swagger to take his grandson to the imperial capital, but after all, he is his own grandson, and there is really no way to take their mother and son over to live in the secret room of the imperial palace for a few days. The Emperor also heard about the rarity of his grandson, and this pair of big eyes were staring at Shangde. And the three-year-old De Gongzi looked at his grandfather indifferently. He didn't cry as loudly and forcefully as a child of his age, much to the dissatisfaction of Emperor Ager. Traditionally, the louder the crying child, the stronger he is, and the child in front of him is too quiet, so he sits on the bed, puts his hands on his knees, and looks up at himself, as if with curiosity, as if with scrutiny. How can a three-year-old child's eyes have such complex emotions. In fact, you can't blame Gongzi De for looking at him so indifferently. After all, because of him, the family of three was broken up like this, if he agreed to be with his parents at that time, he didn't have to elope, he didn't have to elope, he didn't have to hide in Juyun Mountain, even if his father's clan chased him later, they couldn't open the killing ring in the imperial palace. Tokuko attributed all this to his grandfather, the Great.

However, seeing the eyes of this little guy from Shangde, thinking about his daughter, he suddenly had mixed feelings, and his tone couldn't help but soften a little, "Little Shangde, you are also three years old this year, why don't you speak, it is difficult to be spelled by night magic." It shouldn't be. But don't worry, I'll find you a pair of very kind teachers to teach you, and you will be very happy. Looking at the grin on the corner of the old man's mouth, Shang De puffed in his heart, not good, he must be looking for someone to fix me. Thinking of this, Shang De suddenly changed his facial expression. A cheap expression appeared on his face, pulling the sleeve of Emperor Yage and selling Meng and said: "Grandfather, I can actually speak, I am very extroverted, I must not be introverted, I don't speak because there are few people, there are only three of us living on Yun Mountain every day, and there are no playmates, who do you say I should talk to." The barrage of words came out of Sander's mouth. Emperor Ager was a little overwhelmed, but he understood it in an instant. It turned out that he didn't have a playmate, but what playmate did the three-year-old need for him? It seems that we have to find a literature teacher to educate them well. Meng Lin didn't expect her son to suddenly be like an enlightener, and a bunch of words came out like this, I thought that this child was very introverted and didn't like to talk, but when I thought of this, Meng Lin hugged Shangde and kissed him. said: Son, my mother will communicate with you well in the future, if there is anything, you can tell your mother.

Emperor Yag said: "Tomorrow here I will find you a gentleman, you first study literature well, and when you are five years old, your grandfather will teach you our stormy seas."

In fact, Shang De was reluctant to learn those things from Wen Zou Zou, after all, he had been in his mother's womb for a long time, and he had already heard many things. Every day, his mother told him anecdotes about Arthur's continent, or historical stories. But I'm still interested in heroes or Warcraft.

"But what matters now is how to make you brighter. Meng Lin said: Actually, I have thought about this matter, anyway, now that things have passed for so long, and the second emperor brother has no children now, I want to inherit Shangde to the second emperor brother first. Emperor Yage said excitedly: Lin'er, you have thought about this matter clearly. Your second imperial brother was injured by the war and has been unable to have children since then, so inheriting Shangde to him is tantamount to giving him hope. Thank you for your Father.

"Father, I saw that my second brother locked himself up every day at that time, and I didn't feel good. However, my child's name can't be changed, and I will explain it to him when Shangyi comes. In this way, his identity became the emperor's grandson in an instant.