After wearing the book, I was pampered by Master Guoshi!

I never thought that the queen mother who met for the first time would still be full of father and queen.

Ji Shaoyu was silent for a moment, and a coldness flashed in his clear eyes, "After all these years, you still remember my father."

"You blame me?"

The Holy Mother's eyes were slightly lowered, and her eyes fell on the jade in her hand. There was no trace of warm sun in her dim eyes.

Slowly walking to the window, frost fell down the eaves, the crystal clear snow instantly turned into snow water, and the white fingers moved slightly, turning into frost again.

As if he couldn't bear it, Ji Shaoyu clenched his hands, "He died, very early, at the hands of his eldest son."

"Sure enough, everything is doomed."

She smiled idiotically, and the tears in her eyes fell like pearls.

Ji Shaoyu wanted to ask something more, but the Holy Mother turned around and walked straight into the other side of the hall, so he could only follow quickly.

He was full of longing, but he never thought of such a scene, he thought too much, it doesn't matter if she was there or not all these years, he has always been alone, and will always be alone.

Passing through the promenade, the Virgin stopped in her tracks and pushed open the door of the palace with her fingers.

What comes into view is a dazzling array of things, neatly placed in the hall, including objects from childhood and jade crowns from adulthood.

His hand gently touched the jade crown, Ji Shaoyu's voice trembled, "What are these?"

"Since you can't escape the arrangement of fate, Shaoyu, you may wish to call me mother. The gentle voice sounded slowly.

Ji Shaoyu looked at her in disbelief, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, everything from childhood to adulthood was complete, even the tiger shoes from childhood.

"Mother, Shaoyu knows that you have never forgotten me."

"It's my fault, let you go back alone, you were so young when you left." Slender fingers gently held his hand, and a red jade jade was placed in his palm.

"Mother, would you like to go back to Nanxia with me, now I am the monarch of Nanxia."

He hesitated and said, his eyes still resting on her body.

"My child, would you like to hear my story." The pale white dress of the Holy Mother was shining, and the corners of her lips were filled with tenderness, but she couldn't hide her absence.

The divine eyes fell on him.

The two of them were sitting in the courtyard. The frost and snow in the sky had receded. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the branches could be seen stretching their trunks and turning into water flowing into the trees.

There was a tea set placed on the stone table, and the faint fragrance of tea floated leisurely.

The person opposite said slowly: "Back then, when the stone gate was opened, as the Holy Mother, she was sent to seal this place, but the Xilin child took the opportunity to ask Tiangong to do it, and it was the Divine Mother of Compassion who let me go."

"I thought it was for the people, but gradually his ambition gradually expanded, and he even wanted the entire human continent. I fled to Xilin."

Tears welled up in her eyes, "I met your father."

I don’t know who I am, and only the King of Xilin knows my identity. I was rescued by your father Ji Wufeng when I was plotted against. At that time, he was only a prince, and he was not very favored. But he made mistakes again and again.

Later, the Mother Goddess sent people to look for me. I made too many mistakes. But I had you at that time, and I don’t know why Your Majesty would intercede for me.

But you can still stay in the end, but you do not belong to Tiangong, so you must be sent to Nanxia.

"Mother, you said my father is Ji Wufeng?"

His voice was full of doubts, and his slender hands clenched the cup tightly, but he didn't seem to use any force.

As if aware of something, he burst out laughing suddenly, "So it's like this, so it's like this..."

For the past 20 years, he has been thinking all the time why his mother is not around. Everyone said that he is dead, but why is he unwilling to love himself even though his father is clearly alive.Whenever he sees Ruochu, he always thinks that it would be great if his father was like this.

His hope was shattered, and he personally planned to kill his father until his death, and died on his favorite crown prince player.

It turned out that all of this was a lie, and he was not his biological father at all.

"Shaoyu." Those eyes full of vicissitudes looked at him silently, as if he had already guessed a lot.

His eyes were full of loneliness, and his eyes fell on Yujue at his waist again.

"Mom, it turns out that my biological father is Ji Wufeng, but I have never seen him." Tears filled her moist eyes.

"It's the mother who is sorry for you!"

The Holy Mother hugged him tightly, her tone full of guilt, "Ever since your father's lamp went out, I knew that it was your mother who made you suffer so much."

It turned out that back then, she stayed in Nanxia and was found by the people from Xilin. There were many crises. She was supposed to win the throne for Ji Wufeng, but by coincidence, she was found by the people from Tiangong.

Forced back to the Heavenly Palace, Ji Wufeng never saw the child. Instead, he died on the way to Xilin, but he was killed by his own brother.

That is, the former King of Nanxia designed by Ji Shaoyu.

Knowing that the Virgin Mary's secret came from Xilin, the former King of Nanxia thought about it. The Virgin Mary was already beautiful, so Ji Shaoyu, who was sent back, was handed over to him.

But he had many children, and gradually became lonely in the west, and he also forgot that there was such a person.

The defeat and the apocalypse sent him directly to the apocalypse as a proton.

Ji Shaoyu never imagined that he had recognized a thief as his father for 20 years, but his father died in the barren mountains.

Leaning in the arms of the Virgin like a child, he felt the warmth from his mother. Fortunately, his mother was still there, and his mother had never been a monster.

"You are very similar to your father. He has a gentle temperament and a great temper. He once took me to travel in the mountains, but it was his temperament that made it difficult for him to walk in Nanxia." She said softly.

After a pause, his tone softened, "But Shaoyu, the Heavenly Palace cannot interfere with human affairs, and I will keep it for a thousand years."

Looking at the mountains in the distance, the snow that turned into water was flowing, and the black dragon hovering between the mountain passes yawned and shook its huge tail.

"Shaoyu knows that he will find his father's body when he goes back this time, but mother, I will never see you again." There was uncertainty in the hesitant voice.

Although it is the first time I have seen it, the natural blood connection between mother and child will never deceive people.

"Shao Yu, you have grown up. If you miss your mother in the future, you can use this technique. You have my bloodline and are born different from ordinary people. I think you should be able to find out."

Ji Shaoyu seemed to understand the ambiguous voice, but he knew that he could control monsters all these years.

And it is also the object that monsters are afraid of.

"Shaoyu bids farewell to mother!"

Kneeling long and kowtowing slowly in front of the majestic palace, she found that it melted like frost and snow, and there was no sign of coldness.

When Yunyi saw him coming out, she turned into a human form, saw the magic weapon on his waist, and pursed her lips silently, it seemed that the Virgin Mary was not that cold-blooded and heartless.

After hiding for these days, I am willing to see you today.

What they didn't know was that the Holy Mother in the palace confirmed the news of her husband's death again, she was already very decadent, and the black air gradually melted away from her body.

Covering the top of Longxing Mountain. (end of this chapter)