Chapter 65 Chapter 77
Yan Qingcheng picked up the little evildoer and sat on the edge of the desk, while he was about to roll up the scroll that had been spread out, and while he was rolling it, his gaze fell on the face of the man with the scroll. Eyebrow, looked at the little evildoer, then at the portrait, seeming thoughtful.

Chu Yuanheng felt guilty when Yan Qingcheng looked at him. Could it be that she recognized him as the person in the portrait?
Yan Qingcheng asked solemnly: "Son, the person in this portrait...are you sure, it's not...you—father?"

Chu Yuanheng was almost carried away by Yan Qingcheng in one breath, and he gave Yan Qingcheng an angry look.

"Is it my father? This question seems to be asked to you, right?"

Yan Qingcheng was dumbfounded by Chu Yuanheng's question, and was taken aback, yes, this question should be asked to the mother who gave birth to the little monster, but...

How did she know if Yan Qingcheng was his mother?
Judging from her understanding of Yan Qingcheng and the memories she had recovered one after another, there was something wrong with this son.

The son itself... seems to be a problem?

Yan Qingcheng stared at Chu Yuanheng and pondered left and right, his eyes seemed to want to dissect Chu Yuanheng.

Chu Yuanheng had goose bumps all over his body for no reason.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Yan Qingcheng said seriously, "Tell me the truth, are you my son?"

Chu Yuanheng's mouth twitched...

Yes - and no.

Nothing seems right at this moment.

How could he not become Yan Qingcheng's son, his majestic grandson.

But if he said no, this woman would definitely throw him into the street in the next moment.

When he was in a dilemma about how to deal with it, Yan Qingcheng sighed dejectedly again, and knocked on his forehead, "Did Yan Qingcheng steal half of my brain, and my IQ plummeted, why did I forget that you are just a baby, let go In the 21st century, you are at best a baby, so how do you know if your mother is me."

Chu Yuanheng was dizzy.

What is the 21st century?
What is the little baby?
Yan Qingcheng rubbed Chu Yuanheng's hair, Chu Yuanheng subconsciously evaded, frowned and gave Yan Qingcheng a displeased look.

Not everyone can touch his King Qi An's head, this woman challenged him again and again.

Yan Qingcheng didn't notice Chu Yuanheng's little anger, and said to himself: "Forget it, don't get entangled, it doesn't matter if you are Yan Qingcheng's son or not, you and I will depend on each other when we first arrive, and let's be a mother and son in need first." .”

Chu Yuanheng's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he keenly grasped a word - newcomer.

A certain suspicion seems to be becoming more and more certain.

After picking up the shuttlecock and leaving the study, Chu Yuanheng made a request to win the competition—to eat Zuixiangju's Furong Drunken Goose, and asked Yan Qingcheng to take him out quietly, and the two of them would take neither of them.

So, Yan Qingcheng voluntarily surrendered, with the map of the Imperial Capital in his arms, and the little monster in his hands, ready to climb the tree and climb over the wall——

It's really because, after the turmoil in the letter of guilt, the whole imperial capital knew that Princess Longxiang had repented and reformed herself, stayed behind closed doors, cultivated her personality at home, and planned to win the forgiveness of a certain emperor's grandson.

Although she is thick-skinned, her father seems to guard her a little more tightly than before, so if there is one thing she can do less, then there will be one less thing.

Today she only intends to take her son to taste the drunken goose in a low-key way, so she changed into a narrow-sleeved ball flower skirt, dressed as a maid, and tried every means to avoid the guards in the mansion and Liuyun. , shook off Yun Xi, and sneaked out smoothly.

(End of this chapter)

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