Who would have thought that Emperor Hong'an's joke would be taken seriously by the young Xuanyuan Chengxuan. He raised his perfect little face and said crisply: "Then Jian'er and brother will accompany the emperor every day from now on. The emperor's hair is

Doesn't it mean that he will become like Yan'er? It seems that my mother's hair has become like that of Yan'er, but my father has never come back to accompany my mother..."

Xuanyuan Chengxuan's innocent and sincere words made Emperor Hong'an's eyes flash with deep guilt. He was less than three years old, and it was rare to see him speak so clearly, but he still had such an exquisite mind, such outstanding and lovely two people.

The child will lose his father, and it is all his fault.

Looking at Xuanyuan Chengxuan's quiet eyes, Emperor Hong'an did not dare to look at him.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Heng and the Imperial Concubine would like to see you." At this moment, Eunuch Mo reported excitedly.

Emperor Hong'an calmed down his emotions, glanced at the two children, and said kindly: "Your brother is here, do you want to meet him?"

"Brother? Is it Brother Ye?" A child's attention is easily diverted. As soon as he hears his brother, Xuanyuan Chengxuan instinctively thinks of Brother Ye, whom his mother often mentions.

Emperor Hong'an glanced at Mu Jieyu and smiled more gently: "Yes, he is your brother Ye."

Mu Jieyu's heart was also a little excited and uneasy. She was full of guilt for Xuanyuan Chengye. The child who regarded her as his mother, the child whom she promised her second brother to raise well, had repeatedly left him behind.

She left her for two years without leaving a single word. Will he hate her?

Hearing the shouting of the prince, Mu Jieyu suddenly looked back and looked at the opened door. The young man next to the still graceful Imperial Concubine, who was already twelve years old, had already reached the Imperial Concubine's shoulders. He was dressed in golden clothes.

The crimson embroidered Qilin Treading on the Clouds robe trimmed with silk trimmed his slender body.

The package has a gold-rimmed jade belt around the waist. There is a blue sachet hanging under the belt. He is wearing white-soled red-faced moire boots. Every step he takes is extremely steady. His handsome little face has a maturity that does not match his age.

The bottomless phoenix eyes shine like stars in the dark night.

"Aunt..." After meeting Emperor Hong'an again, Xuanyuan Chengye immediately saluted Mu Jieyu, but Mu Jieyu stretched out his hand to support him as soon as he moved.

The twelve-year-old boy has learned all the etiquette. He is no longer like the immature child of the past who could throw himself into her arms as soon as he saw her. Seeing his suppressed gaze, Mu Jieyu hugged him without hesitation.

He pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Xuanyuan Chengye, who had not felt this way for a long time, was overwhelmed by the warmth that belonged to his mother. But in an instant, he shed a tear, hugged Mu Jieyu tightly, and said with some choking, "Auntie,

Ye'er misses you so much..."

Mu Jieyu had no tears left, but her heart ached, and her voice was as gentle as water. She promised: "Ye'er, aunt will never leave without saying goodbye again in the future, and aunt will accompany you to grow up."

Such a tender scene touched everyone, but there were two exceptions.

Xuanyuan Chengye was about to say something when he suddenly felt that something between him and his aunt seemed to be squeezed away by a force. When he looked down, he saw a small head popping out from between him and Mu Jieyu: "You are

Brother, you can’t compete with Xie’er for your mother!”
Chapter completed!