Seven years later, spring is in full bloom, the earth is reviving, farmers are busy in the fields, young people can be seen outing everywhere in the suburbs, and there are many people doing business on the streets of the city, which is very bustling.
St. Ann's is a scene of prosperity and peace from top to bottom.
In the Qinzheng Hall of the Imperial Palace, Huo Jinxing was lying on a small couch with his eyes closed, resting. Beside a huge desk, two small figures were sitting.
A figure sat upright, carefully reviewing the memorials in his hand, one by one, at a very fast speed.
A figure was lying weakly on the table, with two streams of snot running from the tip of his nose and tearful eyes. He was flipping through the papers with great difficulty and couldn't finish writing a book for half a day.
From time to time, he was attracted by the laughter of the little girl outside the hall.
There, a lovely little girl was flying a kite with the palace maids. It was a fiery red phoenix. The faster the girl ran, the higher and more powerful the kite flew, like a phoenix in nirvana.
The little girl giggled happily.
"Princess, please go slowly, don't fall." Zhong Bo followed behind her, reminding her anxiously.
Yes, this is the little princess of Saint An Kingdom, Huo Lingyan, the youngest of the triplets.
"No, I want the phoenix to fly high so that my mother can wake up." The little child's words were filled with pure wishes.
It's very touching.
"Okay, let's let the phoenix fly high." Zhong Bo almost burst into tears on the spot.
If it weren't for the three little ones supporting him, His Majesty doesn't know what would have happened.
Huo Jinxing used to be lazy and boring, but at least he still looked like a human being.
Now, with Feng Ling falling asleep, his heart is dead, unless Feng Ling comes back to life now.
However, seven years have passed, and the Queen still shows no signs of waking up.
Perhaps because he heard the little princess' words, Huo Jinxing slowly opened his eyes, thought for a while, and then glanced at his two sons out of the corner of his eye.
"Have you finished reviewing it?"
The Second Prince, Huo Lingning, gently put down his pen, slowly stood up, and bowed in Huo Jinxing's direction. "Father, I have finished reviewing."
The eldest prince, Huo Ling'an, panicked and wiped his nose with his sleeve. He also stood up and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, I miss you so much that I almost..."
No, actually he only approved a little bit, but he used his mother as a shield and made good use of it.
"It's time to pay respects to your mother." Huo Jinxing stood up and walked out first.
The two brothers looked at each other and followed without saying a word, their eyes full of anticipation.
"Yan'er, we are going to find our mother!" Huo Ling'an ran faster than anyone else. As long as it was not reviewing memorials or studying, he could do anything.
For example, when it comes to martial arts training, not to mention his peers, even adults are far behind him. At such a young age, he already possesses supernatural powers.
"Okay, father." Huo Lingyan handed the kite to the palace maid and hurried towards Huo Jinxing.
Only when facing this little daughter would Huo Jinxing's facial expression become slightly softer.
He picked up the little girl and headed towards the forbidden area of the Feng family.
The Feng family is a secluded cultivation family, and there is a forbidden area suitable for the phoenix to be reborn.
At that time, Feng Ling was injured and her life or death was unknown. Dingdang performed a caesarean section according to her wishes and Feng Ling was later taken into the Feng family.
In fact, it is located in the outskirts of the capital, but there is a formation set up there, so few people can find it.
Huo Jinxing handles official business in the palace on a daily basis, and in his spare time he would go to the Feng family to see Feng Ling, and he had never stopped doing so in the past seven years.
There is an ancient fire paulownia tree in the Feng family. Feng Ling lies in the burning fire paulownia tree and slowly recovers his body functions.
"Mother, Ning'er is here to see you. Are you happy today? Do you miss Ning'er?"
But in fact, they have never seen their mother's real face, only her portrait.
"My mother is cultivating, she will definitely not be as fickle and indecisive as you, and never learn well.
If she wants to think about someone, it's Yan'er." Everyone likes Yan'er, but in fact, Huo Lingyan looks more like Huo Jinxing.
"Okay, don't be too loud, you'll disturb the Queen Mother."
"Didn't Sister Dingdang say that if we talked to Mother more often, she would wake up soon?"
"Yes, Queen Mother always practices here alone. It must be very lonely, right?"
The three siblings were chattering, which did disturb Feng Ling, but it was quite cute.
Whose child is this? How can he feel lonely at such a young age?
Feng Ling suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked to find that he had been in flames for a long time.
"Damn, what's going on?" Feng Ling grunted and jumped out of the flames.
But the strange thing is, she didn't have any burns at all?!
"Queen Mother?!!!" The three little ones widened their eyes in shock. Is this young and beautiful woman their mother?
"Ah? What?" Feng Ling also saw the three children in front of her. They were just as she had imagined, very delicate and cute.
Whose child is this? He only grows in the best places. It's so eye-catching. I wonder if I can hug him?
However, before Feng Ling could hold the child, she fell into the arms of a man.
It was very hot and a little familiar, but completely unfamiliar. "Fuck! Who are you? Let me go!" Feng Ling struggled hard to break free.
Although this man is tall and handsome, you cannot flirt with a strange man in front of your child, as it will corrupt the child.
Huo Jinxing didn't care about Feng Ling's actions at all. Instead, he hugged her tighter and tighter. As long as she was alive, even if she forgot him, they still had a chance to start over.
"Wow, I want a hug too."
"No, no, our father and mother are giving birth to brothers and sisters for us. We can't disturb them. Let's go!"
Wind Spirit? !
Who would tell her where she had traveled to? Had she become the mother of a three-year-old child?
And this man belongs to someone else?
"Humph! This man is yours, Feng Xiaoling, you finally woke up. Do you know that you have been asleep for seven years and your children have grown up..."
The sound of holy bells jingling in my mind...
After a long time, Feng Ling finally understood what was going on.
However, her body was damaged and she had lost many memories. She only remembered that she had traveled through time with Sheng Ling.
But it doesn't matter, just forget it and rebuild it, they are all still alive, how great...
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