pain! ! !

It's not a dream.

"you……"

Then, he tentatively asked in a low voice, "Murong Jin?"

Nan Fengyi rolled her eyes inwardly, ignored him, and slowly took a bite of the chicken leg in her hand.

Looking into that calm gaze, Ankersen then knelt down in front of him and cautiously asked, "Regent?"

Nan Fengyi's inner thoughts: Problem.

When Di Junlan came out, he was carrying a lot of food and had a happy look on his face. But when he saw his subordinate squatting in front of his future son, especially with his eyes fixed on Xiao Yi, his face turned sour.

"An Kesen".

"Your subject is here!!!" An Kesen jumped up immediately, head held high and chest puffed out.

Nan Fengyi couldn't help but take a look, and then a lot of food appeared on the table.

Most of them were foods he liked to eat, and this gave Nan Fengyi a lot of thoughts.

For example, how do we know if someone likes to eat these things?

"You're still too young to eat anything too spicy."

Nan Fengyi nodded without speaking. Eating spicy food was a special treat for their mother. They all knew that their mother liked spicy food, and they wanted to eat it too, so their mother always made the lowest-spec spicy version for them.

To be honest, his and his sister's tastes are just like their mother's.

Ankersen looked at them. "Your Majesty, who is this young master?"

"My future son."

Ankerson: "???"

No, where did you get a son? You didn't steal someone else's child, did you?

"Your Majesty, his family should be worried."

So you can't take the child for yourself just because he looks like a regent, can you?

You want to be someone else's father? You're dreaming.