Moreover, after she left the palace, she also came into contact with many neighbor children, so Ting Qingyu was very happy to be able to give birth to such a pair of children.
The wind was cool and it was a cool autumn day. Ting Qingyu held Ling'er and sat under the tree in the yard, looking at the layers of gorgeous clouds on the horizon, her mind wandering.
I don’t know what’s going on with the current parents. Where is Xiaoyu? Where is Chuoluo?
They must be sad thinking about her, right?
As for Chuoluo, it was really unjust. He was left alone in this world. However, Yin Shen said at the time that his spiritual power was not enough, and he misunderstood that they had found a dead person for him, so he called them back in anger.[
I didn't expect Yin Shen to be angry sometimes.
Ling'er in her arms suddenly stretched out her hand, gently grabbed the robe on Ting Qingyu's chest, and screamed, "Mother...Mother..."
Ting Qingyu was immediately in a good mood. Her son could speak a few decent words very quickly. Although ice and snow were used to describe women, it was not surprising to use them now on her son.
"What's wrong, Ling'er? Are you hungry?" Ting Qingyu's voice was gentle, and a happy smile appeared on her rosy cheeks.
Ling'er looked at his mother quietly. At this moment, he looked nothing like an eight-month-old child.
"Mother..." Ling'er called out again. Cheyue smiled, reached out and pinched her son Ling'er's cheek, "Ling'er, are you hungry? Or do you want to pee?"
Ting Qingyu quickly untied Ling'er's skirt. Sure enough, as soon as she untied it, a golden "rain" poured out. Ting Qingyu was dumbfounded. She didn't expect that Ling'er would be so good and looked at Che Yue.
Smiling from ear to ear with joy.
A family of four spent the moment before night here, and thick clouds floated over, swallowing up those gorgeous clouds layer by layer.
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Feng Le Hall, Imperial Palace of the Chao Dynasty.
Xiao Wen was leaning on the couch in the main hall. Two beauties were drinking mellow wine for him on one side. They were singing and dancing below, and the soft music lingered in his ears.
Those beauties only wore thin feather coats, and their important parts were covered with feathers. When they danced, their clothes fluttered, making people think a lot. The weather in the palace was still cool, and sometimes it would suddenly be very cold for a few days.