Perhaps it was Luoluo's good fortune. The two little guys felt very sorry for their mother.
He often secretly asked him to take good care of their mother.
Of course Luoluo doesn't know this.
Until one time, Jinchen and Ling'er saw Luoluo looking pale and haggard, so they went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of bird's nest porridge together.
As a child, it is inevitable that you will make mistakes when making food for the first time.
When they brought the hot bird's nest porridge to him with dirty faces and brought it to Luoluo, to be honest, at that time, he was really moved.
He was very surprised at the time and asked, "Why don't you bring it to your mother yourself?"
After all, Jinchen is a boy. Although he is younger than Ling'er, he is very thoughtful. He said: "If we take it, my mother will never let us see her haggard appearance again. She is usually sad and sad, but she can be upright.
If it is because they feel sorry for us, they will definitely do it secretly. If so, my mother will only suffer more and become more depressed. When we make porridge, we just want to care for our mother silently."
That time, he served bird's nest porridge to Luoluo.
Luoluo's expression was very surprised at that time. He knew that she must have guessed it with her intelligence.
So he told Jinchen and Ling'er's intentions one by one.
That bowl of porridge was the first time the two little guys made it. They put the salt instead of sugar. Luo Luo looked like it tasted very salty.
But she still finished the meal without leaving any bite.
Since that time, Luo Luo has changed a lot, becoming less melancholy and less unhappy.
Maybe she really thought about it, thinking that she was not alone, and that there were two little guys silently supporting her and caring about her. Looking at the three smiling people in front of her, Xiaobao felt happy from the bottom of her heart.
Three hundred years later, everyone finally slowly returned to their original lives after that war.
Except... Boss Qing.
His eyes silently glanced into Qingxue Palace, where there was a person who had been sleeping for three hundred years.
Three hundred years, regardless of world affairs, it is still unclear whether he will survive.
His eyes flickered, and Xiaobao took a step back in shock. His pupils shrank suddenly. Was he dazzled?
At this moment, at the door of Qingxue Palace, stood a man wearing only his middle coat. His black hair fell casually on his shoulders, and his face was as beautiful as a pool of autumn water. If you look at it, you will be fascinated and fall into it.
That person was none other than Qianmo Qingcheng, who had been in a coma for three hundred years.
His eyes were as calm as autumn water, and the waves in his eyes were flowing, and he was staring at the three people in the square for a moment.
His face was not as rosy as a normal person's, but rather a little pale.
The sunlight shone on his face, making it look somewhat ethereal and transparent.
The thin lips that were tightly pursed showed a cold meaning, and he just looked at it blankly...
"Ah...Daddy..." Qianmo Jinchen turned around and saw the man standing at the door of the palace with sharp eyes. He couldn't help but scream. His eyes were filled with ecstasy, shock and disbelief.
"Dad..." Qian Mo Ling'er seemed to be frozen, her dark jade-like eyes sparkling, that person was really her unconscious father.
Yun Luoxue was playing with the two little guys wholeheartedly, but when she heard two such murmurs, her whole body felt like she was struck by lightning.
She was shocked and trembling in her heart. She didn't even dare to turn around.
She was afraid that it was false, that she just heard it wrong.
"Mom, look, it's dad, it's true." Qian Mo Jinchen looked at Qian Mo Qingcheng, then turned to look at Yun Luoxue, who had her back turned to them.
Yun Luoxue remained silent, her body seemed to be shaking a little.
There is a faint smile on Qianmo Qingcheng's lips, like peach blossoms blooming in March.
He walked slowly towards the woman who had her back turned to him.