Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 333
"Since you all know, why are you still crying?" Mo Jue hugged him into his arms, "I can't stand the pain, what kind of a little man is he?"

Xiao Tiancheng hugged Mo Jue's neck, moaning and nestling in his arms, very obedient.

When the two dolls were resting on the bed, Xiao Yasen suddenly asked, "Uncle, are you our father?"

Mo Jue's hands froze, and he looked deeply into those two pairs of doubtful and hopeful eyes, "No, I am your uncle."

Little Yasen lay on his lap, blinking his big eyes: "Then where is our father?"

Mo Jue was silent for a while, "Maybe...he will come back when you grow up and become sensible. Father is busy, but it is undeniable that he loves you, so you should listen to your mother even more, because your father is the last The one you love is your mother, you know?"

Xiao Yasen looked at him bluntly, and asked, "What about you, Uncle? Do you love your mother too?"

Mo Jue was silent for a long time, but said: "Hurry up and take a nap, I still have to write in the afternoon."

"Uncle, we know you like our mother, you often look at her fascinated." Xiao Yasen's observation ability is surprisingly strong, she discovered it very early.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Jue pinched her little nose, "Sleep well."

"Hey hey!" Xiao Yasen snickered under the quilt.

When they were all asleep, Mo Jue looked at Xiao Yasen's face in a daze, as if he was looking at someone through Xiao Yasen.

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"The Queen."

Di Qingyun brought Di Ting in.

Di Ting is already six years old, and looks a bit like Di Hong, when Di Jiu sees him, he always thinks of Di Hong, and Di Ting also seems to know that his father was killed by his sister Huang.

However, Di Ting didn't have much impression of his father, and only got closer to Qi Lao and Di Jiu.

Although Di Ting was not with her often, but fortunately he listened to her very much, which made Di Jiu very relieved.

"Ting'er, are you still used to being in the palace?" Di Jiu was very gentle to him.

Emperor Ting didn't look much like her, so he nodded: "Very well, Miss Huang, don't worry about me."

"That's good. If there is anything missing or needed, just ask someone to get it. There is no need to save it. Remember?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Mother."

At this time, Xiao Tiancheng walked in, followed by Xiao Yasen and Mo Jue.

Seeing him, Di Jiu's face became a little colder.

Xiao Tiancheng stood there and lowered his head, "Mother, I'm here to apologize to you. It was my fault. I know I was wrong. Don't be angry with me again."

Di Jiu looked at him deeply, "Do you really know what's wrong?"

"Yeah! I won't go there in winter, and my mother is worried that it's Tiancheng's fault." The little guy was pitiful.

Di Jiu looked uncomfortable, walked over and hugged him into his arms, "It's fine if you know you're wrong, why would Mother have the heart to blame you."

Mo Jue chuckled, "Alright, it's time for us to write."

"Goodbye, mother!" The siblings waved away.

Looking at Mo Jue's back, Di Qingyun said: "Sister Huang, this person seems to be very kind to the children."

"En." Di Jiu looked down at the memorial.

Di Qingyun hesitated and said, "Is there no news about the national teacher?"

Hearing this, Di Jiu was silent, and shook his head after a while.

Di Qingyun didn't dare to mention anything further, before he left, he said: "Actually, that man looks pretty good."

Di Jiu knew what Di Qingyun meant, but she deliberately ignored it.

She doesn't deny that Mo Jue is good, but no matter what the reason is, she is only grateful to Mo Jue, and can only be grateful.

Her husband has a child, the husband's life and death are uncertain, the child has not yet grown up, and the country is not yet stable, so she has no time to think about what is there or not.

(End of this chapter)