"Mo Chen's immortal body has made some progress." Feng Jiu leaned in his arms, relaxed her body and said.
"This is a good thing." Xuanyuan Moze said, looking down at her and asked, "Why are you feeling a little depressed?"
"Well, it's a good thing that he has made some progress in his immortality. I'm very happy for him, but I don't know why, I feel a little depressed." She said slowly, "He told me that when he cultivates his immortal body and becomes an immortal, the ancient golden lotus will disappear from my space along with him and return to Tianshan where his master is, so that I don't have to worry about his sudden disappearance in the future."
Xuanyuan Moze listened quietly without saying anything. He knew that what she wanted now was just someone who could listen to her, a haven where she could relax.
"When he talked about what his master told him many years ago, and how everything he had experienced over the years was destined, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if, no matter how hard we try, everything was already destined by God."
Hearing this, his deep eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "So, when you are lamenting everything you have experienced over the years, are you also worried about what the old Taoist said about our two children?"
Feng Jiu didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and slowly closed her eyes. That's right, when she listened to Mo Chen talking about those things, she was impressed by the wonder of fate and was also frightened.
Fate has already been determined, so no matter how hard they try, will everything still happen
She was worried, worried about whether the two children could grow up safely
At this moment, she felt a pair of gentle big hands wrapping her hands, and Xuanyuan Moze behind her embraced her with his strong arms, holding her hands with his big hands, as if to pass on strength to her.
The warmth coming from behind her and the familiar breath gradually calmed her heart.
"Don't worry, no matter what you face in the future, I will be by your side and face it with you."
"Yeah, I know." She responded softly with a smile on her face.
On the other side of the palace, King Xuanyuan was planting trees in the garden with his three children. As the king of six kingdoms, he was wearing ordinary robes, rolled up his sleeves, and squatted in the garden to help support the saplings.
"Step on the soil around here again to make it firm." Lord Xuanyuan said. He couldn't help but find it funny when he saw the three little guys, who were covered in mud because of digging and watering the soil, just like three little cats.
"I'll do it, I'll do it. Yue'er, come and step on it." The little girl quickly put down the small shovel in her hand, lifted up her little skirt with one hand, and stepped hard on the mud with her little feet.
"Sister, your skirt is dirty." Mu Chen said, looking at her beautiful new skirt that was stained with several muddy handprints.
Hearing this, Yue'er looked at the handprints on her skirt, then looked at her grandfather and asked softly, "Grandpa, my new skirt is stained by Yue'er, what should I do?"
"Hehe, it's okay. You all need to go back and take a shower later. Just take a shower and change into clean clothes." Lord Xuanyuan laughed loudly.
"Yeah, Yue'er will go back and wash it later, and it will become fragrant." She grinned happily, patted the soil with a small shovel, and asked: "Grandpa, will the fruit tree we planted grow fruit tomorrow?"