My mother-in-law is going against the sky

Chapter 12 Rong Xuan
It's a pity that in the end, the Tianshan ice snow lotus turned into powder and returned to nothingness.

Thinking of this, Rong Che couldn't help lowering his head, and glanced at the painting he just drew.

I saw the person in the painting, wearing a moon-white gown, black hair and jade crown, holding a folding fan and smiling. It's like Bai Wushuang real person got into the painting!

Behind it, there is snow fluttering and the Tianshan Mountains are far away.

"What kind of person are you? Since the Tianshan ice snow lotus is your life-saving medicine, but in order to show a moment of anger, it will be wiped out in an instant! In fact, if you explain it, how can I ignore others for the sake of my mother? In such a move, are you really free and easy enough to see through the impermanence of life, or are you doing it capriciously?" Rong Che thought in his heart, his eyes darkened, showing no emotion or anger.

He himself didn't know what was wrong, since he came back from Jiutian Mountain, every word and action of Ri Bai Wushuang seemed to be engraved in his heart, and he didn't need to think about it, they would automatically replay in his mind from time to time.

What kind of story does such a radiant and imposing figure have when talking and laughing?

Why did he have a feeling of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember it?

And that little boy who looks like his miniature version, Bai Xiaofan...

Seeing that Rong Che remained silent for a long time, Xuan Qing bit the bullet again and said, "There is one more thing..."

"What's the matter?" Rong Che thought it was about Bai Wushuang and Bai Xiaobai, and immediately asked.

Xuan Qing took out an invitation card from her bosom, and presented it with both hands, "The Royal Academy's 100th anniversary celebration is coming, Shengjing City sent an invitation letter from His Majesty the Emperor, please come and watch the ceremony."

Rong Che's expression turned a little cold when he heard this, and he didn't even glance at it, "Got it."

Xuan Qing only felt that the surrounding temperature was so cold that he almost turned into an ice sculpture. He didn't dare to breathe, so he finally had to take the invitation back.

After saluting respectfully again, he stood up and retreated cautiously.

The door was gently closed, and Rong Che was the only one left in the study. He stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, his mind was full of thoughts.

Not long after, there was a slight knock on the door, "Squeak."

The person who opened the door didn't come in, and a faint scent of fragrance sneaked into the room mischievously first.

Smelling this fragrance, Jiuhua Shengjun, who had always been indifferent like ice and surrounded by cold air, suddenly changed his breath, as if the ice melted instantly when it met the scorching sun, as if he was a different person.

The kindness and gentleness on his face, the irresistible pampering welled up in his eyes, and even his usually cold voice was filled with a touch of affection and kindness that could not be concealed, "Xuanxuan, why haven't you come here so late?" sleep?"

The next moment, a six-year-old girl bouncing up to Rong Che's side, she raised her pink, white and tender face, her bright crystal eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she opened slightly. In Qi's small mouth, a cute little canine tooth was exposed, and there was a bit of coquettishness and coquettishness in the immature childish voice, "Daddy, I want you to sleep with me~~~"

Hearing this, Rong Che bent down and hugged his daughter in his arms.

Lord Shengjun, who has always been decisive in killing and being respected by everyone, is full of discussion at this moment, and even a little bit of prayer, "Daddy has something else to do, can you let your grandmother accompany you?"

(End of this chapter)