The barrel was ready, and Ah Jue obediently climbed in and bathed himself, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Silent Yao put his hands on the edge of the barrel and bowed slightly, "How can you do anything?" ”

Ah Jue replied without raising his head: "Because my mother has always been very busy, she is often busy until the end of the night, and she has to get up early the next day to go to the ...... At work, I'm tired anyway, I'm worried about internal and external troubles, I have to guard against the enemy in front of me, and I rarely have time to sleep with me, let alone take a shower. ”

Listening to his low and soft voice, Lonely Yao's heart instantly emptied, and he was about to comfort a few words, when Ah Jue suddenly raised his head: "Daddy, that nasty prince at the palace banquet that day is your brother?" ”

He's talking about the silent night.

"Hmm."

Ah Jue pouted, "If it's such a brother, then I still don't want it." ”

Lonely Yao was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "What do you mean?" ”

"Daddy, will you give me a brother or sister with your mother?"

The man's body stiffened slightly, and his eyelashes trembled, "You don't have younger brothers and sisters?" ”

"Yes, my mother is only one of my children, and I don't have a husband, so she is alone in such a big room, sometimes I secretly go to see her, and I think my mother is very pitiful."

"What about your father?"

Ah Jue raised an eyebrow and looked at him and pouted: "Isn't my father you?" ”

Lonely Yao didn't understand as a little guy, and didn't ask any more.

But Ah Jue was slandering: Daddy, it's not that I'm hiding it from you, what I told the truth is that you didn't understand it.

After taking a bath, Ah Jue ran to the bed refreshingly, and Silent Yao still had political affairs to deal with, so he went to the study after putting him to sleep.

Looking at his busy appearance every day, Ah Jue felt that his father and mother were very pitiful, too busy and tired.

Ah Jue nestled in the quilt and rolled his big eyes, and a touch of sly flashed as he laughed.

"Wow!!"

The child's cry rang out, unusually clear in this particularly quiet night.

He Lan, who was in Fanghuayuan, immediately opened her eyes, panic flashed in her eyes, this cry was too familiar to her.

In the past five years, although she has been busy dealing with the politics of the northern country, she has not neglected the children, almost every night she has put Ah Jue in her arms and coaxed her, taking care of the children while dealing with the government affairs.

It can be said that Ah Jue was brought up by her, and she has no time except during the day.

It's so decent, why do you cry in the middle of the night?

He has barely cried since he was sensible.

The child cries in his face, and it hurts in his mother's heart.

He Lan got up from the bed and paced back and forth on the ground restlessly.

When the lonely Yao in the study heard that he was leaving, he came to him and told him about Xiao Shizi crying and waking up, so he hurriedly put down the fold and walked out.

"What's wrong?"

Lonely Yao strode in and picked up Ah Jue and put him in his arms, coaxing gently, the child's face was red from crying, and his voice was even more hoarse.

"I want a mother! Want...... Mother...... Wow......"

Ah Jue cried heartbreakingly, worse than last time, and Lonely Yao couldn't move his hands and feet, "That'...... So where to find your mother? ”

"Fanghuayuan." Ah Jue still had tears on his eyelashes, and he looked pitiful.

Lonely Yao didn't care too much, and ordered to leave: "Go and invite the princess...... Invite the Lady of the Northern Kingdom. ”

I wanted to look up at him, didn't say anything, and turned to look for it.

He Lan was in a hurry here, and when he saw that he was leaving, he just explained his intention, and He Lan floated away with a gust of wind like a ghost.

To leave: "......"

He Lan came to Lonely Yao's room with ease, pushed the door in, and heard her son's heartbroken cry from afar.

As soon as she entered, she didn't think about anything, rushed over and hugged Ah Jue into her arms, shook and patted gently in a skillful posture, and pressed her face against her son's head, afraid that he would cry and have a fever.