Mo Chen, who walked slowly to the apse, walked slowly and leisurely. While he was walking, he looked at the sky without knowing what he thought of, and a dark light flashed across his deep gaze.
Go to the back hall, return to the main courtyard to rest, while preparing, leave the temple tomorrow to see Feng Jiu and the others...
Two days later, outside the upper realm sky, in another area, in a palace, a man dressed in a dark-patterned golden robe with a bearded back was walking towards the main hall.
There was wind in his steps, and every step was entrained with a thunderous and violent aura. When he strode inward, he hadn't seen anyone inside, and the words had already come out of his mouth first.
"Lady! Lady!"
"What's the matter? Why is she in a hurry?" A beautiful lady in colorful attire greeted her from the inside. Although she was gorgeously dressed, she did not look good in spirit and her face was pale.
The man, the Monarch Xuanwu, came to her in stride and laughed loudly: "Lady, there is news from Elder Mei that our son has returned with Feng Jiu and the others, and is now in Sifang City."
"Ah? Our child is back? He, is he okay? He..." The beautiful woman in colorful wept in tears, speechless.When she thinks of their children, her heart hurts like a knife.
Obviously it was her biological child, but she couldn't grow up by her side. She was five or six years old, but she hadn't been able to see him yet. I don't know how tall the child is now?Is it fat or thin?Does he know that she still exists as a mother?
"Miss, don't cry, this is good news." The Emperor Xuanwu said, reaching out and hugging her into his arms, and said: "We had no choice but to look good now, so don't worry."
"Husband, we are all incompetent parents. We only gave birth to him, but we never raised him. Husband, do you think he, will he deny us?" The beautiful woman in colorful clothes asked with tears in her heart. Anxious and worried.
"This one……"
Sovereign Xuanwu was startled. He really hadn’t thought about this problem. However, he was still comforting: “No, that’s our son. As long as we tell him clearly and tell him that we had no other choice back then, I miss him. Will not deny us."
The beautiful woman in Chinese clothes leaned in his arms and asked, "My husband, will they be willing to return the child to us? After all, they have raised their children for five or six years. I am afraid that this relationship is not shallower than ours."
"Don't worry, these Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Moze are not ordinary people, and their minds are naturally different from ordinary people. It is his blessing that our son has a pair of foster parents like them, and if they don't want to return the child to us , I won’t agree with Elder Mei to deliver news to us this time.” Although he has never seen Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu, he is no stranger to them, and he has long been looking forward to seeing them.
The Huayimei was silent for a while, thought for a while, and said, "Husband, let's go and see first! If your son wants to follow them, let him follow! As long as he can come back to see us often in the future, I I'm satisfied."
Hearing this, Lord Xuanwu was taken aback and asked with a smile: "You don't want your son anymore? Don't you want to bring him back to raise him?"
"I think, but my son grew up with Feng Jiu and the others, we will bring him back as soon as we go, I'm afraid..."