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When the little dumpling was forcefully placed in Ming Qiancheng's arms, Ming Qiancheng was also stunned for a moment, and did not throw the little dumpling with the milky smell in his arms down.
Seeing that Ming Qiancheng's delicate and beautiful face was covered by a black cloth, the little dumpling reached out to pull it off, but before he could touch the black cloth, his little hand was grabbed by a big hand.
The little dumpling's hands were chubby and warm, probably due to blood ties. Ming Qiancheng frowned slightly, "Who are you?"
Are you Daddy?
The father and son asked the question together, and the little boy was stunned.
Jiang Yao, watching from the side, was somewhat anxious and couldn't help but speak up, "Your Highness, this is Little Dumpling, the child that Li Ji risked her life for."
It was earned with my life...
Ming Qiancheng knew that Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao had gone with Li Ji to search for Mo Shisheng. Now that Li Ji was gone, but there was a little dumpling in her arms, and with Jiang Yao's words, the clever Ming Qiancheng knew what was going on.
He pursed his thin lips, said nothing, and simply held the little dumpling in his arms with one hand.
The little dumpling naturally understood Jiang Yao's words and knew that the person holding him was his father. He blinked his obsidian-like eyes, which were so clear that you could see the water in them.
"Daddy~"
His soft, childlike voice melted Ming Qiancheng's heart.
After a while, the little dumpling, having received no response from Ming Qiancheng, became somewhat dejected. A hint of disappointment flashed across her clear eyes as she gently lowered her eyelids.
Seeing that the little dumpling was upset, Jiang Yao wanted to step forward to speak, but Jiang Ge grabbed her arm.
When Jiang Yao turned to look at Jiang Ge, she saw Jiang Ge shaking her head at her.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yao bit her lower lip and did not impulsively step forward. Instead, she and Jiang Ge quietly watched the situation develop from the side.
After a long silence, Ming Qiancheng finally smiled slightly and said, "I'm here."
"..."
The response, which came so late, left the little boy momentarily stunned. He paused for a moment, then grinned sheepishly, looking incredibly cute with his silly expression.
The little dumpling hugged Ming Qiancheng's neck tightly with both hands, "Daddy~"
"Um."
"Daddy~"
"I am here."
"Father, I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
Ming Qiancheng raised an eyebrow, still wondering what his son was going to say to him, and suddenly felt a bit curious.
"My mother told me that she loves my father very, very much." The little dumpling said this, her eyes filled with joy when she mentioned Li Ji.
That is a child's innate love and dependence on their mother.
When the little dumpling said those words, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao both fell silent, their eyes welling up with tears.
The atmosphere became somewhat serious, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Ming Qiancheng couldn't help but think of Li Ji. She met him when she was sixteen, the most beautiful age in a girl's life.
She met him just as she was blossoming like a flower, but now she has lost her life to leave behind a child for him.
Ming Qiancheng knew what Li Ji longed for, but it was precisely this that he could not give her. Li Ji was a mortal, yet in the end, he still let her down.
He truly felt sorry for Liji.
"Father? Are you unhappy?"
Seemingly sensing that something was wrong, the little dumpling reached out and touched Ming Qiancheng's face, asking in confusion, "Eh? Daddy, aren't you crying?"
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