The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and those big eyes became more translucent and bright because they were washed with water, like the most beautiful gems in the world.
Di Ming Jue continued: "Daddy didn't come to see Xiaobao before, it was Daddy's mistake, Xiaobao forgive Daddy, okay?"
Xiao Bao grabs Di Ming Jue's lapel, and buries his whole face into Di Ming Jue's arms shyly.
His muffled voice came with a bit of joy: "Xiaobao didn't blame daddy! Mom told Xiaobao to believe in daddy, and Xiaobao always believed. In Xiaobao's mind, daddy is also the best in the world." His father is Xiaobao's only father."
Di Ming Jue tightens his hands suddenly, hugging the little person in his arms tightly.
The damp heat in his eyes could no longer hold back, almost blurring his vision.
"Xiaobao, Daddy will give you and your mother the best of everything in the world."
I hope you can forgive the mistakes I have made.
After talking for a while, Xiao Bao felt weak all over.
He softly calls out to Daddy, then just grabs Di Ming Jue's lapel and closes his eyes, falling back into a peaceful sleep.
Strangely, this time, he didn't feel as painful as before, even in his sleep, he seemed to be roasted on the fire again and again.
This time, the temperature around him was still warm, but not hot.
It was as if all the pain, burning, and suffering were kept out by a powerful umbrella.
Xiaobao knew that this was his father.
So powerful, so perfect, so supreme.
But she always gently shielded him and his mother from wind and rain.
He also said that he is his most important child, just like his own flesh and blood.
His dad is the best dad in the world.
In his sleep, the corners of the boy's mouth were slightly raised, and the wrinkles on his brows were stretched out, obviously he was having a sweet dream.
The tall and handsome man hugged the boy clumsily but carefully, as if he was holding a lost and found treasure.
…
Chang Lao, who had just entered the door, saw such a scene, and was taken aback.
This... This is really too much like a real father and son.
In fact, Di Ming Jue and Xiao Bao have always been like their biological father and son.
Di Ming Jue, who has always been cold and aloof, never pretends to talk to women or children.
In other words, because of his childhood experience, the emperor of their family has always had the character of not letting strangers enter.
But for such an emperor, it's fine if he can show tenderness to his favorite Miss Jun.
Even the children born to Miss Jun and other men can show extreme patience and love.
He even made him the heir of Jiyu without hesitation.
Chang Lao thought it was unbelievable at the beginning, and it could only be attributed to the wonderful fate between people.
But now that I think about it, this may not be "eyes".
But the fetters of blood
Could there really be such a miraculous coincidence
Chang Lao swallowed, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, why did you lie to Miss Jun that Lihuo's bloodline is..."
Di Ming Jue takes a look at him, then takes out the paper left by Po Jun from his bosom and hands it to him.
Chang Lao took it over and took a look, his eyes widened suddenly, he was so startled that he almost jumped up from the ground.
"Your Majesty, is this... what Po Jun said is true?"
Di Ming Jue makes a shh gesture, and glances at him coldly.
Chang Lao immediately covered his mouth, and carefully glanced at the sleeping Xiao Bao, seeing that he didn't wake up the little master, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Chang Lao's head is also a mess at the moment.