After Fengyang dominated the rivers and lakes, Qin Shaohai also held a sensational martial arts conference. Each faction has uploaded the treasures of the town faction to show their sincerity.

Liu Mianxi, as the son-in-law of the Fengyang faction, began to arrange it personally, from the row to the guest list of the banquet, he paid attention to it one by one.

During his absence, Zifeng always liked to be with Qingyue, he didn't play around, and he was also gentle and polite to Qingyue.

Qingyue also likes him very much, as if she had experienced the feeling of being a mother in advance, the kind of love and care from the heart.

Qingyue's body is getting heavier and weaker, Zifeng always helps her walk in the courtyard and tells her some jokes, and the two are very compatible.

It was another snowy day, Zifeng was rolling in the snow freely, and when he ran over happily, Qingyue stroked his head and asked him to slow down with a smile.

He sat next to him, quietly accompanying Qingyue to watch the snow, and listening to Qingyue talk about the day he met Liu Mianxi.

He listened attentively, with a look of yearning and envy. Envy others to be by Qingyue's side early, what a happy and comfortable thing it is.

Qingyue recently had an eye attack, and when she wanted to see the snow, she couldn't see clearly. Zifeng held the snow in the yard and sprinkled it on her, touching the touch of the snow, she said with a smile:

"When my eyes are better, I'll take you to a snowball fight, but you can't bully me, I'm bulky like a bear now." After speaking, he laughed out loud, and pulled Zifeng to the side and whispered:

"I have an eye disease and need to recuperate, so I can't accompany you for the time being, don't go too far, just play in this yard." Zifeng nodded sensibly and said:

"You can rest in peace, I won't run too far to worry you." He was silent for a while, and then said:

"Only when the body is well maintained can we have more younger brothers and sisters. I'll like them so much, and you have to do it too! Qingyue sneered after hearing this, and her face was so red that she couldn't do it.

She couldn't help but ask:

"Who told you this?" Zifeng replied with a glance:

"After I went down the mountain, I heard those peasant women say that only by taking care of your body can you continue to have children." The subordinates all laughed, and Zifeng asked with a blank face:

"Me, did you say it wrong?" Qingyue looked into his eyes and said:

"Zifeng hasn't seen his father and mother, do you blame them?" Zifeng lowered his eyebrows, shook his head for a while and said:

"Since I went to the Hengyang faction, the senior brothers have treated me very well, much better than the children who have no one to raise under the mountain. I don't blame my father, I just know that I can't fulfill my filial piety, and I feel sad when I see someone else have a father. He blushed, holding back the tears rolling in his eyes, biting his lower lip and not saying a word.

Qing Yue sent all his subordinates out, rubbed his red little face and said:

"You're still a kid, there's no need to suppress yourself like that. If you can trust me, you can cry or make trouble. I just can't be secretly sad by myself, I'll be distressed......" Qingyue hugged his head and couldn't help crying.