Chapter 168 Son, did you see anyone?
Feng Huixue's smile appeared alluring, but in reality, she was grinding her teeth in bitterness. She tilted her head slightly and fired another arrow. "Southern Emperor? And you?"
"Why are you lingering here?"
"Wanwan is merely a disciple of this sect. When did it become the turn of a dignified Emperor to follow her every step of the way?"
"Is this how you treat all the disciples in your family?"
Yun Weize's fingertips froze.
Feng Huixue was so jealous she was about to burst out, but she was also extremely pleased. She glanced at Fei Ling and said, "You can't get into my family just because you're cheap."
"You nameless, nobody, who do you think you are here?"
"Even if I paid them, nobody would want them!"
He's not stupid.
That little bitch is obviously eager to get what she wants.
Hua Buxiu and Yun Weize both harbored feelings for Jiang Xianwan; it was obvious to everyone, but they hadn't yet revealed it to each other.
If not now, when?
Fei Ling: "..." What a petty fox.
But then Feng Huixue chuckled coldly, her voice laced with smugness. Pointing at the person on the bed, she said, "Wanwan and I are of one mind. Ladies and gentlemen, what do you have to compare with me? Hmm?"
He gleefully swept over them one by one, the four of them not even opening their mouths. He swung his long legs, then triumphantly fired three more arrows, "Leaving aside Di Yin, who has no official status, has she ever kissed you? Has she ever hugged you? Has she ever intended to give you any official status?"
Upon hearing this, the three men's previously unpleasant expressions gradually turned strange.
Hua Buxiu slowly lowered his eyes and gently fiddled with his sleeves.
Yun Weize silently put down the chess piece, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of water.
Di Yin lowered his head and remained silent, his face still as white as snow.
Fei Ling immediately regained her confidence and said shyly, "I'll hug you!"
"He hugged you so tightly, in front of everyone in the street. Didn't Wanwan tell you that?"
"Oh, if you don't believe me, you can ask Xiao Zi."
The three of them: "..."
Feng Huixue: "...?!"
His smile vanished, his eyes darted around in disarray.
After a while, he slowly sat up straight.
His fox-like eyes fell almost fiercely on Fei Ling, whose face was flushed with lingering reminiscence.
After a moment, look again at Hua Buxiu, who is looking down and fiddling with his sleeves.
Finally, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Yun Weize, who was tactically drinking tea.
The fox's heart skipped a beat, and its whole body trembled violently.
You damned woman!
So, she tasted everything in the room!
Then what is he?
Feng Huixue's chest heaved suddenly as she took several deep breaths. Her fingers clenched into fists, and she said in a low, irritated voice, "How far have you two progressed with her?!"
The four people: "..."
——
The night stretches on, but dawn will eventually break.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight finally arrived, albeit belatedly, falling through the windowpane and into the silent, eerie room.
A snow-white toe peeked out from under the blankets, making a crisp, clattering sound as it kicked the beaded curtain.
Jiang Xianwan... also slowly woke up amidst the gazes of five pairs of eyes.
Even after a hangover, my head was still spinning and my eyes were still closed when I noticed a soft, fragrant bundle in my arms. I instinctively hugged it tighter, closed my eyes, and kissed and nuzzled it.
"Good son."
"Let me kiss you."
Five men: "..."
The person on the bed didn't even notice their presence. After a few hurried thrusts, as if suddenly waking from a dream, they opened their eyes wide and, without saying a word, embraced Jiang Xingxing and began to kiss and suckle wildly.
"Ah! My son?!"
"I thought I was dreaming! Ahhh!"
I missed you so much!
Jiang Xingxing woke up quickly, giggling in a daze from the tickling. As she laughed, she rubbed her eyes and saw Jiang Xianwan clearly. Her lips trembled, and she couldn't help but hug Jiang Xianwan's neck tightly, crying out.
"Mother..."
"Mother..."
"I miss my mother so much."
He hadn't been properly hugged and kissed by Jiang Xianwan in a long time, and he cried so hard he hiccuped.
Jiang Xing has been a very young man, and the number of times he has cried and made a fuss can be counted on one hand.
Especially since she cried so loudly.
No matter how sensible or obedient she was, when she woke up and found herself in Jiang Xianwan's arms, tears streamed down her face.
He woke up the drunken tortoise and the fish by crying.
As soon as Yu Xiaobai opened his eyes, his fish eyes widened in surprise.
What did this kid call Jiang Xianwan?
Mother?
Jiang Xianwan is his mother...?!
Who is his father?!
The fish lay beside the pillow, its eyes wide open.
It suspected... it might not be fully awake yet.
He stiffly raised his fin and slapped himself twice.
Jiang Xianwan's heartbreak was palpable. She quickly sat up, placed him on her lap, and bent down to rub his face against hers, wiping away her tears with her kisses.
She coaxed and apologized, then lowered her head and nuzzled into Jiang Xingxing's arms.
"Son, let's stop crying, okay?"
"If you keep crying, my heart will break."
She nudged him haphazardly again, and Jiang Xingxing instinctively grabbed her head, giggling and crying out loud.
Busy, she scrambled to her feet, stuck out her little bottom, cupped her face, and showered her with sweet kisses. "Don't cry, baby. Mother's heart is breaking, and Xingxing's heart will break too."
Jiang Xianwan quickly returned a few loud kisses, then gently laid him down and tickled his skin with her face.
"Then give your mother a smile, son."
Smile!
"Give your mother a smile!"
"Otherwise, I'll kiss Xingxing's face until it's swollen! And then I'll eat it up! Aww! Give Mom a smile!"
Jiang Xingxing: "Hehehehe..."
Yu Xiaobai, who was pushed off the bed by the two of them and landed on the back of the black tortoise with a thud, was speechless.
This world has finally gone mad.
Jiang Xianwan is his mother.
He called Jiang Xianwan's mother.
Then... what does its complaint even mean!
No wonder Jiang Xianwan glanced at the fish for no apparent reason!
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Xiaobai's fish eyes turned with difficulty and saw Di Yin sitting at the table, looking in this direction with red eyes. Yu Xiaobai slowly opened its fish mouth wide.
The next second, its two fins trembled violently, as if someone were pressing down on its belly and removing its gills, "Master! This child is calling her mother—!"
Five men: "..."
Jiang Xianwan: "...?"
Jiang Xingxing: "...?"
What was bound to happen has finally happened.
Though late, it has arrived.
With a clattering sound, the two figures, one big and one small, twisted and turned as if suddenly struck by a tickle, freezing their limbs. The clattering stopped abruptly, and they slowly turned their heads in unison.
Jiang Xingxing didn't react much when he saw them. He had gotten to know the other four elders well over the past few days, but he noticed that his father's face looked a bit dark.
Jiang Xianwan's reaction was... like being struck by lightning, beyond description.
Through the sheer gauze curtain, gazing silently at the four figures sitting in different positions, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his mind went completely blank for a moment.
What.
What is that?
Was she... still half asleep?
She seems to have seen... something?
Wind Returns to Snow?
Emperor Yin?
Are clouds part of a marsh?
Flower Never Ends?
There's another one... um?
Jiang Xianwan remained in the position of sticking her butt out and pressing her face against Jiang Xingxing's chest, her eyes quickly becoming unfocused and her lips slightly parted.
It seems that it's not immediately clear what the current situation is.
Under the gazes of five strange and unsettling eyes, after a long while, he slowly raised his hand, pinched his face, and took a deep breath.
Then, staring intently at the five people, he asked Jiang Xingxing blankly, "Son...did you see...anyone?"
Was she dreaming?
Or is there something wrong with its eyes?
This world... has finally become magical?
Jiang Xingxing stretched out his little hand, lifted a beaded curtain, glanced at the five people, and answered his mother earnestly, "Son saw it."
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