Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Unspeakable Hidden Night Monarch

It was night, and the sweltering rainy season night was a little hot, and the windows were ajar.

The moonlight shines through the window, shining on the little sleeping figure on the bed.

Xu dreamed of delicious food in a dream, Yun Xingchen smiled sweetly, and his small mouth was still chirping and drooling, and he was even talking in his dream.

"Sugar gourd, candy, sugar man, so sweet~~~~"

The little star in the dream hugged the sugar gourd candy one by one, smiling from ear to ear.

Outside the dream, the man who broke into the room looked at Yun Xingchen, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose.

It turned out that the little girl doll who picked up a kite at the Lingfeng City Inn that day was his daughter.

No wonder at the first sight of her, a special feeling hit my heart, thinking that it must be the blood connection between father and daughter.

The man who illegally broke into the house was none other than the Night King.

On the same day, He Dong told him that Lu Zeqian came back to his house from the dead, and took a veiled woman and three children, two boys and a girl, all five years old.

The veiled woman's trail began with Lingfeng City, the child was five years old, and the two boys looked very similar to him.

Whether it's time or place, or other evidence, one thing is applied.

The three children are the bloodline of his Night Monarch and the seed of his Night Monarch.

"Wow~~ What a big candy!"

Yun Xingchen, who was dreaming, said a dream word that pulled the night monarch's thoughts back to reality.

Looking at the greedy little expression that appeared on that fleshy little face, a man who was indifferent to the world revealed the loving and gentle of an old father.

What to do, there is a cute daughter to be.

Maybe it's the heart-to-heart connection between father and daughter, or maybe it's awakened by urine.

Yun Xingchen, who was asleep, slowly sat up, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and when he opened his dark eyes, he saw a man standing in the room.

"Who are you?"

Raising their fleshy little faces, Yun Xingchen and Yejun looked at each other absolutely, and asked in a milky voice.

"This King ......"

After watching his daughter fall into a daze for a while, Yejun Jue realized that his baby daughter had woken up and stared at him.

A certain prince's heart suddenly panicked and empty, and he didn't know how to answer his daughter's question.

"I remember, you are the uncle of Benwang who helped me pick up kites."

Yun Xingchen remembered clearly that when she was at the inn that day, it was this uncle who caught her, otherwise she would have fallen and squatted.

"Uncle Ben, why did you sneak into my mother's room?"

Yun Xingchen asked the question of making the Night Monarch die again.

He can't say that he tosses and turns at night and comes out to relax, and then ...... After walking, I came to the Lu Mansion and listened to the lame reasons of the Snow Building.

And also.

He should be called Daddy, not Uncle Benwang.

"This king has something unspeakable, don't worry, this king won't hurt you."

"Unspeakable...... Isn't that right? ”

Yun Xingchen's eyes widened, his little fat hand covered his mouth, and the shock and pity in his eyes dissipated after a while.

Immediately, the little guy jumped out of bed, ran to the hanger with bare feet, and took out a silver ticket of ten taels from the small bag hanging on the hanger.

When he turned back to the side of the bed, he pulled the sleeve of the night monarch and put the silver ticket in his hand warmly.

"My mother personally said that a penny suffocates a hero, Uncle Wang's spicy and gentle person must be forced by life to be a thief, this money Uncle Wang took it, promised me, don't steal anything in the future, okay."

Looking at his daughter's kind big eyes, looking at the silver ticket sent by his daughter in his hand, and listening to his daughter's warm concern in his ears, Yejun really wanted to steal his daughter back to the palace now......