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Zhu Wuhuan silently looked at his monkey mask that covered his handsome face. After looking for a few seconds, she raised her hands to cover her face, turned her head away, and couldn't help laughing.
This guy is a funny guy!
Feng Changye saw her shoulders moving and knew she was trying to hold back her laughter, so he laughed too.
Seeing that she was not angry, he turned his gaze to Si Sangsang beside him.
This is his mother.
After regaining consciousness, she became a normal mother.
He had just overheard the conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law outside the door, and he already knew his mother's decision.
His mother really loved him the most. Even if she wanted to compensate her younger son, she would not cause any trouble to her eldest son. She would rather live outside the palace with her younger son than make things difficult for him.
His throat felt sore and he opened his mouth to call his mother.
Before he could shout, Si Sangsang looked at him with a smile and spoke first, "Ye'er, call me mother."
She signaled Feng Changye with her eyes to look at Si Jin lying on the small couch, implying that he should not call her mother in front of Jin'er, but to call her by ordinary names.
The sadness that had just reached Feng Changye's throat was dispelled by his mother's words.
He obediently called out "Mom", then turned to look at the little baby Si Jin who was munching on snacks on the small couch.
Si Jin was also looking at him in surprise with his head tilted.
Weird guy! Weird face, weird!
Feng Changye looked at the little thing with complicated eyes, then turned to look at Si Sangsang, and then walked step by step to Si Jin.
Looking down at the well-behaved little fellow, the scene of Feng Changjin dying in his arms in the sky prison appeared before his eyes.
His eyes were slightly sore. He raised his hand and placed it on the little guy's head, gently pulling the little tuft of hair on his head.
The little guy obediently let him pull, raised his head, and looked at him obediently with his big black and white eyes.
He curled his lips and said, "Call me brother."
The little guy blinked, then called out obediently, "Brother!"
Perhaps because he found it amusing, his rosy little mouth opened and closed, and he kept calling out in a soft voice, "Brother, brother..."
He happily threw away the cake in his hand, held his brother's arm for support, stood up shakily, and then tentatively reached out to pull off the monkey mask on his brother's face.
Feng Changye looked at his dirty little hand covered with saliva and felt disgusted. He deliberately threatened, "Don't pull my face. It hurts."
The little guy was stunned for a moment, then immediately retracted his hands and hid behind his back, shaking his head desperately, "No, no, no, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Feng Changye quietly watched the nervous little guy, and then he started to laugh.
He opened his arms and hugged the little guy tenderly, "We meet again, Jin'er..."
The little guy was held by his brother in confusion. He turned his head with difficulty to look at Si Sangsang, "Mom!"
Si Sangsang looked at the scene of the two brothers hugging, her eyes reddened, she smiled gently and said, "Brother hugs you because he likes you, be good and let brother hug you."
The little guy nodded blankly, "Oh, I'm good."
Then he nestled obediently in his brother's arms, not moving or struggling.
He rested his little chin on his brother's shoulder and reached out to grab a strand of his brother's hair, holding it tight, releasing it, and holding it tight again, having a lot of fun.
When Feng Changye wanted to let him go, he was reluctant to let go of that strand of hair.
Feng Changye took the feather duster beside him and handed it to him, "Play with the feathers."
The little guy touched the fluffy feather duster, happily threw away his brother's hair, and jumped onto the small couch to play with the feather duster.
Feng Changye then walked to the bedside.
He stopped two steps away from Si Sangsang, then lifted his robe and knelt down, looking up at Si Sangsang, "Mother, your son kowtows to you and greets you."
Si Sangsang looked at the child kneeling in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes. After a few seconds, the crystal tears fell with a plop.
She leaned over and hugged her grown son, choking with sobs and shouting, "Ye'er..."
Feng Changye said softly, "Mom, you used to call me Long'er."
Si Sangsang choked up and said, "That's your nickname. You're already a father, how can I keep calling you by it? I won't be dignified in front of Xiao'er and Aqiong..."
Feng Changye said with red eyes, "If there is no majesty, then there is no majesty. My son likes to hear you call him Long'er. It's so affectionate."
Si Sangsang hugged him tightly, "Okay, okay, Long'er... okay..."
The mother and son recognized each other and cried bitterly in each other's arms.
Zhu Wuhuan watched from the side and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
Even Si Jin, who was playing with a feather duster on the small couch, turned to look over. Then, frightened by the crying, he dared not play anymore and just stared blankly at the little duster while holding it.
The mother and son cried for a long time before they stopped.
Feng Changye stood up and sat down on a small stool beside him.
Noticing someone looking at him, he turned to look at Si Jin who was lying on the small couch.
Si Jin was looking at them curiously. When she saw him looking at her, she immediately smiled sweetly, "Brother!"
Feng Changye smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, just have fun."
Si Jin nodded obediently and went back to pulling chicken feathers.
After pulling out a few chicken feathers, he pouted his little mouth and blew them away. As a result, one chicken feather stuck to his candy-stained hand and couldn't be blown off. He was unhappy, frowned, and kept shaking his little hands, trying to get rid of the bad feather.
It looks small and adorable.
Feng Changye withdrew his gaze.
He looked at Si Sangsang with complicated eyes and asked in a low voice, "Mother, this body of his is no longer your biological son. Is there any point in you protecting his soul?"
Si Sangsang looked at him in surprise.
She shook her head and smiled, "Biological son? Who is my biological son? Strictly speaking, the Queen Mother's body is not mine. You and Jin'er are not actually related to me by blood, but look, does this affect my love for you?"
Without waiting for Feng Changye to answer, she smiled and said, "You asked me if there's any meaning in protecting souls. What do you think? Your wife's soul is her own. Do you think it's meaningful to love her soul? If one day she is expelled from this body and she changes into another one, will you choose to love this body or the new one with her soul?"
This rhetorical question strikes directly at the soul.
Feng Changye looked at his mother who was so insightful and couldn't help but laugh, "I am narrow-minded, mother."
He looked at Zhu Wuhuan tenderly, "I love Huanhuan's soul, just like you, mother, love Jin'er's soul. Jin'er is a ghost, so you love his ghost. And when he is reborn in someone else's body, you will love his new appearance."
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at him, then silently leaned towards Si Sangsang and changed the subject, "Mother, where are you burying the remains of King Jin?"
Si Sangsang said softly, "Bury it in the yard I bought."
Jin'er's body was beside her, and Jin'er's soul was also beside her.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wuhuan nodded.
Realizing that Feng Changye was secretly staring at her, she turned her head and glared at him.
But not only did he not restrain himself, he smiled at her even more blatantly.
She rolled her eyes, then suddenly raised the corner of her mouth and asked Si Sangsang, "Mom, do you think Si Jin will ask you where his father is in the future? Do you want to find him a father?"
"..." The upturned corners of Feng Changye's mouth suddenly flattened. What a bad daughter-in-law, she just wants to watch the fun and make trouble, right?
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