Mingfeng and several adjutants behind him nodded in agreement.
This is so similar.
If the little prince was born in the capital, anyone who had seen the emperor's face would probably be suspicious and wonder if this was the result of his majesty's romantic affair outside.
However, few people in Bianzhou had ever seen the emperor’s face, so the little prince’s identity had not been exposed even though he was born for several years.
Xie Xiuran held Lu Ziyan's face and looked at it for a long time, then admitted somewhat unhappily that this man did look like him.
He stared at his mother with round eyes, and received another affirmative nod from her.
So, this is really his dad.
Seeing the cute and alert little boy, Lu Ziyan, who had just become a father, couldn't help but rub his head, kissed him hard on the cheek, and laughed, "Good boy, call daddy."
He had an extraordinary aura and a handsome appearance. In addition, Xie Xiuran was still young and had a strong ability to accept things, and it was also the time when he wanted a father.
Influenced by the father-son nature, he could feel the other's love and kindness. Facing this father who suddenly appeared, Xie Xiuran awkwardly covered his face that was kissed and turned his head away to ignore him.
Lu Ziyan didn't mind not hearing the word "Daddy".
I found a wife and also had a son.
This was a wonderful thing he never dared to dream of.
With his son in his arms and his wife standing beside him, the desolate and dead aura around Lu Ziyan gradually disappeared, and there was no trace of coldness on that stern face.
The warm winter sun shines on him, and he looks full of vigor and vitality.
Xie Wan Ning tilted her head slightly and looked at him.
Look at his straight back, his angular jaw, and the happy smile on his face.
The most striking thing is the few strands of white hair on his temples.
The sting made Xie Wan Ning's eyes hurt. She blinked quickly, holding back her tears and didn't want to ask more questions.
But children don’t understand these things. Xie Xiuran is obviously very curious about his father who suddenly appeared.
He tilted his head, pointed at his father's temples, and asked, "You have white hair now. Are you much older than my mother?"
After he finished speaking, Ming Feng and several other deputy generals all turned their eyes to Xie Wan Ning.
Lu Ziyan, who was questioned by his son about his age, paused smiling and slowly turned his head to look at Xie Wan Ning, just in time to see her slightly red eyes...
His eyes flickered slightly, and he handed his son in his arms to Mingfeng, "Go play outside for a while, Dad has something to say to your mother."
Xie Xiuran refused. He twisted his body and opened his arms, wanting his mother to hold him.
But apparently, his wishes didn't matter that much.
Mingfeng hugged his squirming little body tightly and bowed to say goodbye.
Leave space for the masters who meet again after a long separation.
The moment the courtyard door was closed, Xie Wan Ning felt her waist tighten and Lu Ziyan carried her on his shoulders and she entered the inner room again.
Soon, she was thrown onto the couch.
This time, he was no longer the man who was suppressing his murderous intent and forbearing, and was eager to search the room.
The moment he put her down, he grabbed her shoulders and pressed her down on the bed.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at her deeply with his deep eyes.
Xie Wan Ning did not avoid or give way, and looked him in the eye.
It was rare that the girl didn't struggle at all when he pressed her under him.
There wasn't even a hint of discomfort on his face.
It's unlike her to be so obedient.
Lu Ziyan curled his lips and smiled, examining her features bit by bit, looking at her seriously, wishing he could carve this face into his heart.
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