Feng Danyuan curled his lips and smiled: "The King of Yan is here, I can rest now."
In the palace not far away, King Yan, who had been tortured by the Ministry of Rites and was wandering wildly between rage and undue rage: Who are these people? I can't stand it anymore, and I also want to take a rest!!!
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When Feng Danyuan came back from bathing, Wei Zi was lying on the bed in a daze.
He wanted to take her into his arms out of habit, but he heard her suddenly whisper: "It's moving."
Feng Danyuan was stunned, who moved? He hadn't made a move yet.
Wei Zi opened her eyes, took his hand and put it on her belly: "He is moving."
Feng Danyuan's whole body froze, and the movement under his palm was like a tiny stone thrown into the sea. It was very light, but it caused a storm in his heart.
Is this his and Wei Zi's child?
When he learned about Youfeng Jiayu, the little guy had already been born. At that time, because he didn't trust Wei Zi, and Wei Zi didn't like him, his father was completely confused - that is, when he realized that he had a son,
The child had appeared before him.
But this time it was completely different.
The child is still in Wei Zi's belly. Like other fathers in the world, he has to wait patiently for the child to mature and die.
This feeling... well, it's complicated.
"Why do you have such an expression?" Wei Zi suddenly felt amused when she saw his stiff posture and the panic in his eyes.
How come the God of War, who can make children cry, is frightened by a small fetus instead?
"It's nothing." Feng Danyuan quickly suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and returned to his usual calm self-control.
"Don't you think it's amazing?" Wei Zi wanted to share with him her feelings over the past few months.
"It's just a child, what's so magical about it?" Feng Danyuan began to speak harshly.
"Do you really think so?" Wei Zi said in a normal tone, but her almond-shaped eyes narrowed.
It's a pity that Feng Danyuan didn't see it and continued to be arrogant: "Well, go to sleep."
Wei Zi glanced at him lightly: "Well, good night." She turned sideways and turned her back to him.
Feng Danyuan finally noticed Wei Zi's little mood and quickly made amends: "He is our child just like Xiao Yu."
It's okay if he didn't say this, but when he said it, Wei Zi, who was just teasing him, really got a little emotional.
"Same as Xiaoyu?"
Wei Zi turned around and repeated what he said to the newborn Feng Jiayu:
"Why is this child so ugly?"
"Why are you crying?"
"Let him sleep somewhere else."
...
Feng Danyuan felt chills running down his back. Did he really say these words?
That should be it... Wei Zi's memory is not very good, and at that time, he was not seeking death in general. Any old accounts would be his own fault.
Yanyan's peach blossom eyes looked at those clear almond eyes, and her eyes could not help but dodge.
"Xiaoyu is not very lucky to be our child." Wei Zi admitted this. Not to mention Feng Danyuan's virtue, she also didn't do well enough.
She stroked her belly: "Now that he has chosen to be my child, I will definitely love him well." She will never make the same mistakes again.
Feng Danyuan immediately expressed his position: "Me too."
Five or six hundred miles away, the young prince finally waited until the road was dug and was able to return to the imperial capital: You should love your younger brothers and sisters, what about me? As the saying goes, the first child is raised according to the book, and the second child is raised according to the pig. Our family
How come it's the other way around? I'm so unlucky, hey.
