Chapter 110 Little Storm

When Yunfeng chased out, he happened to see Xi Yuexian running to the end of the street with Nianle in his arms. Yunfeng had to catch up with him. Xiyue Xian held Nianle. In addition, he had not practiced for a long time. His martial arts wasted for several years before he walked for a long time, and he was a little tired. Xi Yuexian walked aimlessly on the street with Nian Le, penniless and penniless. If you can't go to eat or stay, you can only blame yourself for not putting money on you.

"Mom, I'm hungry." At this time, Xi Yuexian realized that Nianle was not eating anything other than eating some porridge at noon. Looking at Nianle's pitiful eyes, Xi Yuexian's heart was also uncomfortable.

"Nianle, my mother will take you to eat delicious food." The only place Xi Yuexian thought of was the Yile Xiaoguan. Xi Yuexian came to the door of the Yile Xiaoguan with Nianle, but saw that the door was closed and a red paper was pasted between the two doors. The owner is happy and has a two-day break. Why is there no joy in the morning and no joy in the late, but it is today?"

"Go back!" Yunfeng has been following them to see where she wants to take Nianle.

"Dad." Nianle screamed when he saw Yunfeng, but with joy.

When he saw Yunfeng standing not far away, Xi Yuexian was really happy. After all, he chased him out and then pretended to turn his head calmly. What are you chasing for? It's enough for you to have Han'er."

"It's late at night, don't run around outside." After saying that, Yunfeng walked to Xi Yuexian's side and brought Nianle over. You said that Nianle is not my child, so you are the only one who has Nianle out of the wall. Do you mean that?

"You." After being said by Yunfeng, Xi Yuexian was really blocked and speechless.

"How about me? Will you go back?" Yunfeng is simple and clear, and he doesn't want to be so time-consuming anymore.

"Mom, go home!" Nian Le's eyes have never left Xi Yuexian.

Xi Yuexian touched Nian Le's little face. My mother went back to give you face. After saying that, Xi Yuexian did not forget to give Yun Feng a disdainful look.

When he returned to the royal palace, Xi Yuexian saw Xiaole sitting in the hall and went back to his room with Nianle in his arms. Xiaoqing, tell the kitchen to make some food for them and send it over!"

"Good." Xiaoqing reported Zhehan to Xiaole. I'll play with you later, okay?" Xiaoqing gently scraped the bridge of Zhehan's nose.

"Good." Hearing Zhe Han's answer, Xiaoqing did what Yunfeng ordered.

"Uncle, why do you say I'm your child?" Zhehan turned his dark eyes.

Yunfeng looked at Xiaole. At the same time, Xiaole looked at Yunfeng. The two looked at each other and their eyes met. Xiaole understood some messages in Yunfeng's eyes. Xiaole slowly withdrew his eyes and looked elsewhere.

"Uncle." Zhehan looked at Yunfeng and Xiaole. When he saw that he couldn't blink, he couldn't help shouting.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Yunfeng's gentle smile and soft voice made Zhehan's impression of him a little better.

"Why are you and I your child?" Zhe Han asked tirelessly.

"Is this? You should ask your mother instead of asking me. I've been tossing around all day today. Go to bed early. Yunfeng left the problem to Xiaole and left the hall.

"Mother." Zhe Han increasingly felt that there was something hidden between them.

"Hauer, don't think nonsense, you know?" Anzi doesn't want Zhehan to know the past.

"You have something to hide from me." Zhe Han knew that there must be something hidden between them.

"No, how could we?" Anzi is still trying her best to cover it up.

"Hauer, do you really want to know?" Xiaole looked into Zhehan's eyes.

"Yes." Zhe Han looked firmly into Xiaole's eyes.

"Even if you know that you will lose me and your father in the future, do you know?" Xiaole made the matter more serious.

When Zhe Han heard Xiaole say this, he hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiaole, and then fell silent.

"Do you still want to know?" Does Xiaole know what Zhehan is most afraid of? In order not to let Zhehan break the casserole and ask to the end, he can only do this.

"Don't say it." Zhehan shook his head. Sometimes it's better to be confused.

Xiaole and Anzi didn't expect this sentence to be said by a three-year-old child. Is Zhehan's intelligence really above them?

Zhe Han jumped off Xiaole's lap and walked away. Where are you going?" Anzi hurriedly caught up with him.

"Sleep." Zhehan left two simple words and left the hall.

"Well, go to bed!" Anzi followed Zhehan's back to the room.

(If you don't tell me, I won't find out myself?) Zhehan left angrily and ignored Anzi.

Xiaole followed them back to the room. Zhehan took off his shoes and went to sleep without humming. Even Xiaole wanted to cover Zhehan with a quilt. Zhehan didn't give it. He covered the quilt by himself and closed his eyes. No one paid attention. Xiaole knew that Zhehan might have been angry.

Anzi pulled Xiaole outside by the bedside. Do I want to tell Han'er?"

"I don't know about this yet." Xiaole doesn't know whether to let Zhehan know that his father is actually Yunfeng.

"Even if we don't say it, he already feels that we are hiding it from him, and he will investigate it by himself." Anzi knew Zhehan's personality, and he would not count it like this.

It seems that the child is too mature and not very good, right? It feels like his childhood has been destroyed by us. Xiaole now feels that Zhehan's cleverness is destroying his childhood.

"In the past, I thought it was a good thing that children were smarter and capable than children of the same age, but now it seems that it is not what I think, because he is not happy, and he knows too much, but it is counterproductive." Anzi regretted it a little.

"Forget it, let nature take its course!" Xiaole patted Anzi on the shoulder. There are some things that we don't need to talk about, he will understand.

"I hope so!" Anzi sighed gently.

"Then you can sleep with Han'er! I'll go to find some medicine from the housekeeper and visit Xiaoyin tomorrow.

"Okay, go!" Anzi saw Xiaole leave before going into the room to sleep with Zhehan.

"Housekeeper, are you there?" Xiaole came outside the housekeeper's room. No one answered. Xiaole pushed the door and went in. The housekeeper was indeed not inside. Xiaole wanted to come back later. As soon as he wanted to go out, he met Yunfeng, who happened to find the housekeeper, and met Xiaole at the door.

"What a coincidence!" When they met face to face, Xiaole could only smile awkwardly.

"Yes, are you also looking for a housekeeper?" Yunfeng looked at Xiaole happily.

"Well, he's not here." Xiaole pointed to the housekeeper's room.

"Yes!" Yunfeng didn't seem to mean to leave.

"Well, it's okay. I'll go first." Xiaole didn't look at Yunfeng at all. She felt that it was boring to stand, so she just wanted to leave! Just as it flashed past Yunfeng, Yunfeng took Xiaole's hand.

"Don't go." The two stood back to back, feeling the temperature of each other's palms.

Xiaole felt Yunfeng's hand trembling slightly. Xiaole stood still and wanted to hear what he wanted to say? Yunfeng turned around and turned Xiaole around, pulling Xiaole into his arms and holding Xiaole tightly. All the words were more appropriate than body language.

Yun Feng buried his head in Xiaole's hair and smelled the familiar fragrance. Xiaole hung his hands stiffly and listened to Yun Feng's rhythmic heartbeat.

"I miss you so much." Yun Feng unconsciously hugged Xiaole tightly. Xiaole, hug me, okay?"

Xiaole could clearly hear Yunfeng's breath and his pleading tone. Xiaole's hands involuntarily hugged Yunfeng's back and felt that Xiaole's hand had been on his back. Yunfeng was really happy and happy. After many years, he finally held the person in his dream in his arms. , I really felt her body temperature.

"Have you hugged enough?" Xiaole, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth to Yunfeng.

"Not enough, not enough." Yunfeng couldn't wait to answer. Xiaole, do you believe me?

Xi Yuexian and Nianle flashed in Xiaole's mind, and Xiaole said a word very resolutely. No."

"Don't you believe me until now?" Yunfeng held Xiaole's shoulder and looked at Xiaole affectionately.

Xiaole's eyes were scattered, and he didn't listen to Yunfeng seriously at all. Are you all right?" Xiaole opened Yunfeng's hands and turned around to leave.

"Don't do this to me, okay?" Yunfeng grabbed his hair in pain and squatted on the ground.

"Yunfeng, treat Xi Yuexian and your daughter well. You have cheated. Don't let another woman get hurt for you. In this way, I will look down on you more. That's it!" Xiaole just answered faintly.

"No, no matter when, I only love you, only you." Yunfeng suddenly stood up and looked at Xiaole's calm eyes.

"Ha ha, if it had been in the past, I might have believed it, but now." Xiaole shook his head. I have no love or hatred for you, just like a passer-by. I am immune to how you talk.

"I, Nan Junqian, swear to God that if I have told a lie, I will thunder and die." Yunfeng swore to the sky.

"If you die, it means nothing to me, so your oath is boring in my eyes." There is no expression on Xiaole's face. Maybe it's a woman's specialty!

"Xiaole." Yunfeng looked at Xiaole's indifferent expression and listened to the inhumane words. Yunfeng felt very sad. Yunfeng walked to Xiaole and held Xiaole's arms. Do you dare to look into my eyes and tell me that you don't love me anymore?" Yunfeng has never believed that Xiaole no longer has any feelings for herself.

Xiao Le pushed Yunfeng away. Strange, why should I do this? Why should I prove it to you? I don't want to pester you anymore." After saying that, Xiaole turned around and left.

"Xiaole." Yunfeng put his arms around Xiaole's waist. Don't go."

Xiaole knew that if he was not cruel to him, he would really not be able to leave later. Xiaole broke away from Yunfeng's arms, turned around and slapped Yunfeng in the face. Yunfeng looked at Xiaole in consternation, and Xiaole put his trembling hand behind him. Please show some respect." After saying that, Xiaole strode away and fled from Yunfeng's side.

When Xiaole ran away, he met the housekeeper. Master, master." Xiaole covered his mouth and ran past the housekeeper's side, "What's the matter? Is this?" The housekeeper looked at Xiaole's distant back strangely.

When the housekeeper returned to the room, he saw Yun Feng sitting in front of the door with dull eyes. The housekeeper hurriedly helped Yunfeng up. Prince, what's wrong with you? Come on, sit inside." Yunfeng was helped into the room by the housekeeper, and the housekeeper poured water for Yunfeng. Prince, drink a glass of water. What's wrong? Is this?"

The housekeeper is one of Yunfeng's most trusted people. Yunfeng will discuss anything with the housekeeper. Lord, Lord." The housekeeper shouted twice, and then Yunfeng came to her senses.

"Housekeeper, what should I do?" Yunfeng pounded the table in pain.

"What's wrong? Is it because of Master Xiaole? The housekeeper remembered Xiaole's appearance just now. Did the two quarrel or what kind of story?

"She didn't believe what I said at all. She said that she had no love or hate for me, just like a passer-by. What should I do to make her believe me? What should I do to regain her love? Yunfeng closed her eyes and held back her tears.

The housekeeper was also anxious when he looked at Yunfeng like this. Lord, there are only two people who can help you now.

When Yun Feng heard what the housekeeper said, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the housekeeper. Are you talking about those two people?

"That's right." The housekeeper and Yunfeng discussed how to save Xiaole in the room.

Xiaole ran back to the room. Xiaole closed the door, pressed the edge of the door with both hands, and kept gasping. Anzi saw Xiaole coming back, but he didn't take the medicine in his hand. What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Le took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. It's okay."

Anzi heard the choking in Xiaole's voice and got up to Xiaole's side. What's wrong? Why are your eyes red? Who bullied you?

It's okay if Anzi didn't ask. Xiaole's tears flowed down his cheeks. Anzi, I still love him very much.

Anzi knew who Xiaole was talking about, and Anzi just gently hugged Xiaole into his arms. Love it! Cry if you want! I'm here!"

Xiao Le lay on Anzi's shoulder and cried softly.