He didn't take those eyes with him.

How he came, how he left.

was full of regret, but he gave Xiao Jiuhan everything he could.

From the very beginning, Mo Jue knew that Emperor Jiu was Xiao Jiuhan, and his love caused him to be selfish, selfishly sealed Xiao Jiuhan's inspiration, and didn't want her to go back.

But later, he found that no matter what, there was no trace of him in her eyes.

After a few years of silent companionship, he was willing, he took care of her and his children, regarded them as his own, taught them all his talents, and taught all his talents to the lovely children.

Before leaving, he was as quiet as he came, without disturbing a single fallen leaf.

…

Autumn came unexpectedly, and the withered yellow leaves fell to the ground scattered, blowing a lonely wind.

"Mother, where is my uncle?" Little Yasen asked, tilting his head.

Xiao Jiuhan pinched his fingers tightly, looking at the oil-paper umbrella that the ink never left his body, and the string in his heart suddenly collapsed.

"Uncle...... Maybe let's go. Her voice trembled without even noticing it.

It's fear, it's panic.

She was afraid that Mo would leave.

After getting along and accompanying her in the past few years, she has become accustomed to Mo Jue's figure, but looking at these children, the shadow of extinction has passed in front of her eyes.

The figures of the two people dangled back and forth, making her feel like a numb.

Feng Xuan had forgotten Emperor Jiu, he only remembered Xiao Jiuhan.

And Mo Jue remembers Xiao Jiuhan, and he also remembers Di Jiu, he remembers everything.

"Mother, let's take you to play."

Xiao Jiuhan took a pair of children's hands and left the imperial palace.

The bright hall behind her became more and more blurred, and she had no regrets, but her heart was still empty.

The autumn wind is a little cold, but the two dolls are enthusiastic.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, like a marquee, reincarnated again and again behind the three of them.

This walk is three years.

"Mother! My sister and I are over eight years old, can we taste the wine? Xiao Tiancheng's appearance opened a lot, and he looked at her with blank eyes.

Xiao Jiuhan's charm has not diminished, and he still attracts attention wherever he goes.

"No, you can't." She refused.

"Humph!" Xiao Tiancheng pouted to express his dissatisfaction, "If my uncle is here, he will definitely let us taste it." ”

Xiao Jiuhan's fingers holding the wine glass turned slightly white.

Ink ......

"Whoosh-"

A murderous wind is coming!

Straight to the chest of Amagi!

Xiao Jiuhan reacted quickly, pulled his son over, and dissolved the magic power casually.

Xiao Yi's appearance made the restaurant explode and run out like a desperate escape.

The building was empty, and there were only four of them left in the restaurant.

"This is the Emperor's child?" Xiao Yi's eyes were full of viciousness.

Xiao Jiuhan's heart was very uneasy, she stared at Xiao Yi closely, "Xiao Yi, if you have any opinions, come at me." ”

"You?" Xiao Yi suddenly laughed, "You know, I can't beat you, but you are still protecting two children, so it is not necessarily." ”

In the past few years, she has been locked up by the emperor, and she has not seen the light of day, and she hates Xiao Jiuhan in her heart!

I hate the existence of this aunt!

As soon as she came out today, she heard Huanyue say that the emperor had two children in the world, and when she thought that woman was Xiao Jiuhan, she went crazy with jealousy!

She'd rather die with her! I don't want the emperor to be with her!

She doesn't want it!

"Ah!!h

Xiao Yi suddenly ran over like crazy, and the target was those two children!

Five fingers into claws, claw hard!!