This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

What Xiao Fuguang said.

He was stunned by what Yun Chao heard, but after he reacted, he quickly said, "Fuguang, don't be rude to my father!"

"What is King Father? Isn't he your father?"

"Daddy is the father!"

Xiao Fuguang pouted and looked at Xiao Jue: "So you are the beautiful father of Brother Yun Chao! Hello, Uncle Beauty, I am Fuguang! Brother Yun Chao's newly recognized younger brother!"

Xiao Jue took a deep breath.

At that moment, hundreds of years flashed through my mind.

This is his son!

Fuguang... This little guy is also his and Tsing Yi's son, and his Yi'er is back!

Xiao Jue never dreamed that he actually had a son.

He looks exactly the same as Tsing Yi when he was a child, and even his temperament is exactly the same as his mother's.

This…

What should I say when I see my little son for the first time?

Xiao Jue was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm not your uncle."

Xiao Fuguang tilted his head "Huh?"

Xiao Jue took a deep breath and showed the most kind smile ever: "I'm your father."

Xiao Fuguang's eyes suddenly widened, he stood up from the bed, and said with a small belly:

"You give up baby, my father is an old bastard! You are not a bastard!"

Xiao Jue: "…"

He was speechless for a moment.

On the side, Yun Chao's breathing tightened. He was a smart boy, and he understood instantly when he heard what his father said.

The little face was full of excitement, and the eyes that looked at Fuguang were also stunned and surprised.

"He's the one you said earlier... My father is Wang Ba's new friend?" Xiao Jue didn't know what his expression should be at this moment.

Xiaoyun nodded, followed by a strange expression.

Fuguang is his own younger brother, so what this little chubby boy said before was ugly... not just...

Xiao Yunchao looked at his father, and suddenly felt a little distressed for him.

Only Xiao Fuguang was present and still couldn't figure out what was going on. He stared at his own father with a belly up and kept muttering:

"Uncle Mei, what's wrong with you! How can you recognize your son indiscriminately!"

"Although good-looking people can be unscrupulous, they are children with principles and will not succumb to your beauty!"

Xiao Jue took a deep breath, not knowing whether to admit that he was the old man at this moment, or what...

"Fuguang, where is your mother?" Xiao Jue asked in the most friendly tone, holding back his inner excitement.

clothes! His clothes are back!

Xiao Fuguang looked at him vigilantly, "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, my mother has my father! No matter how bad it is, there is still a glamorous godfather waiting in line! Do you want to be my stepfather? Behind my godfather!"

godfather?

Ink pool? !

Xiao Jue can't care about being sour or sour at this moment, nothing is more important than seeing his Tsing Yi again!

Yun Chao was also thinking about his mother. Seeing that Xiao Fuguang had not woken up yet, he couldn't help but anxiously said: "Fuguang, you are really my younger brother. Please tell father and father, where is mother?"

"Huh?" Fuguang was dumbfounded, unable to react.

However, he had great trust in Yun Chao, and immediately said:

"I don't know where my mother went. She handed me over to my godfather to watch. I sneaked to see you..."

"Oh, by the way, I overheard what she said to her godfather before she left..."

"She said... She seems to be going to prepare something, and when my father saw it, I knew it was her back... And what Yinbichi would never do..."

Yinchi would never, only she would?

As long as he sees it, he knows it's her back?

In an instant, Xiao Jue knew what it was!

"Yun Zhao is optimistic about Fuguang, stay here obediently, and don't run around!"

Xiao Jue got up immediately and called Zidu and Lingfeng in before leaving.

The two of them were stunned when they saw Fuguang, and their expressions changed greatly. They have been guarding outside. How did this little fat baby sneak in?

"The two of you are closely guarding Yunchao and the others, and you must not be separated!" Xiao Jue said solemnly, looked at Fuguang, and took a deep breath: "He is Fuguang, Gu Yu Tsing Yi's youngest son, Tsing Yi her …came back!"

Lingfeng and Zi both held their breath for a moment.

came back? !

Evil mother-in-law...the queen is finally back!

…

In the dining room.

The eunuchs on duty all fell asleep, and an invisible barrier fell.

Tsing Yi was wearing an apron and was busy beside the stove.

The poor little Wang Ba, who escaped disaster five hundred years ago, never thought that his descendants would be tortured.

The king eight killer is back!

Several **** were chopped into pieces.

The craftsmanship of Tsing Yi's dismembering the corpse has not regressed in the slightest.

It was only when she got to the point that she paused.

Is it the water first or the oil first?

It's up to him, anyway, it's right to stew in a pot!

A mess of **** meat was thrown into the pot, and all kinds of seasonings were poured into the pot.

Sticky soup bubbling, deadly color tumbling, familiar recipe, familiar taste, familiar **** soup…

Tsing Yi stirred and stirred in the pot with a spoon.

He whispered softly, "That old man should remember the taste of this soup..."

She hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time, her hands are very raw, she is calm on the surface, but she is actually panicked.

If Xiao Jue didn't respond to the soup, she couldn't imagine how she would feel. If his memory is also tampered with... How can I wake him up?

This pot of soup has been redone for the fourth time.

Tsing Yi's mind was immersed in the stew, and she didn't realize that a figure appeared outside the door.

A full five hundred years.

Xiao Jue looked at the moving figure busy in front of the stove, and for a moment, it seemed like a lifetime.

It gave birth to a feeling of being caught in a dream, unreal.

Is it her?

Is it his clothes?

For the Protoss, a thousand years is just a click away.

And in these five hundred years, Xiao Jue realized for the first time what it means to live like a year.

For a moment, he did not miss her.

His wife, his clothes, his little troublemaker!

Xiao Jue bit his lower lip hard until he bit his lip, and the pain told him that he was not dreaming!

This scene in front of me, this person in front of me, is real!

Blood gas suddenly poured into her nose, Tsing Yi's hand holding the spoon froze, she turned her head subconsciously.

Eye to eye.

This look is like eternity.

bang!

The spoon fell to the ground.

There is no need to test anything, and there is no need to say a single word.

With just this look, Tsing Yi knew.

Her Ajue, her old man, is still here!

He has not forgotten her!

Before Xiao Jue could take a step, Tsing Yi rushed out of the door and slammed into his arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if trying to force each other into each other's bodies.

There was a cry in Tsing Yi's voice.

"Old man, I'm back, I miss you so much..."