"Little Prince, please stop crying." Dong Yu felt unbearable. Wasn't Little Prince fine before? Why is he crying like a child this time?
She had already forgotten that Yan Xiaotong was only three years old.
"Aunt Dongyu, mother, is mother really dead?" Yan Xiaotong raised his red and swollen eyes and looked at Dongyu, trying to make sure whether he was dreaming.
He dreamed that his mother was dead and didn’t want him anymore. He really didn’t want him anymore.
"This..." Dong Yu looked at Yan Xiaotong like this and really didn't know whether to tell him or not.
"Little boy." Feng Yuze walked in. Looking at Yan Xiaotong who was crying like a tabby cat, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He felt guilty, heartbroken, and most of all, self-blame.
"Dad, did you tell the little boy that the mother is not dead? The mother will not die? The mother said she would not abandon the child? How could she die?" Yan Xiaotong was very excited and hugged Feng Yuze.
He asked vigorously, staring at Feng Yuze with a pair of red and swollen eyes.
"Well, she's not dead, she's just missing. How could she not want the child?" Feng Yuze couldn't bear to see Yan Xiaotong injured, so he could only lie.
He couldn't bear to see Yan Xiaotong's tears and didn't want to see him unhappy, not to mention that a child couldn't be excited.
"Dad, you didn't lie to Xiaotong, right?" Yan Xiaotong blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Yuze pitifully. He thought that his father would not lie to him. His mother was really just missing, but she had not been found yet and was not dead.
"Well, nothing will happen to your mother because of your good fortune. Don't cry, little boy. If your mother comes back and sees the little boy crying, she will laugh at you. We little boys are men, and men bleed without shedding tears.
You didn't even blink when you saved daddy, why are you crying now?" Feng Yuze said patiently, he always felt that he owed his mother a lot.
But he has no memory of his mother, not even a trace.
"Well, Xiaotong listens to his father. He is a man and he is very powerful." Yan Xiaotong raised his smile. He must become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can he find his mother and protect his father.
Subconsciously, Yan Xiaotong still put Feng Yuze and Yan Yiyi first.
"Daddy knows that children are the best behaved. Are you hungry? Can daddy take you to eat?" Feng Yuze said appreciatively, with a smile on his lips.
"Well, you are so hungry, kid?" After hearing what Feng Yuze said, Yan Xiaotong felt that he was hungry. He touched his stomach embarrassedly and looked at Feng Yuze and nodded.
"You." Feng Yuze smiled lovingly, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Yan Xiaotong's eyes, picked him up, and walked to the dining hall.
Dong Yu followed closely behind him, but he was very moved in his heart. Although the prince had forgotten his wife, he still remembered the child. Should this make people happy or gratified?
Qin Wan.
"What did you say?" Jun Ruoling stood up and roared.
"Princess, be careful with yourself. Isn't it just pampering? Our young prince is also the prince's child. What's more, the child is not the prince's at all, so there is no need for the princess to worry." Seeing Jun Ruoling's anger, Shui'er hurriedly
said.
"Hmph, I will keep him alive for a few more years. When the young prince grows up, I will definitely kill him." Jun Ruoling's eyes flashed with a look of cruelty.
"Yes, the princess will keep that bastard alive for a few more days. When the young prince is older, all those who hinder the young prince will be eradicated." Shui'er said with a trace of viciousness in her voice.
A sinister and vicious smile appeared at the corner of Jun Ruoling's mouth, as if she suddenly saw the bastard who died tragically.