Eternal Demon Monarch

“Mother, you are weak, don’t move.”

Yang Xuan saw He Lianqian about to get up, his face changed involuntarily, and he hurriedly reached out to support her and let her lean on At the head of the bed.

He Lianqian allowed Yang Xuan to do it, staring at him without blinking. After he stabilized, he could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart, tremblingly extend the hand, Stroking his chiseled face.

Yang Xuan’s body trembled slightly, and his mood fluctuated. In his heart, was this maternal love? He could feel a mother’s care for a child from the gentle movements of his mother He Lianqian.

He Lianqian touched his forehead, nose, eyes, mouth, and all the love in his heart turned into tears, and she couldn’t cry: “Are you really my Xuan’er?”

“child surnamed Yang, a single name is a mysterious character.”

“wu wu, it is Xuan’er, really Xuan’er!”

He Lianqian burst into tears and couldn’t help it. Nodded, the name Yang Xuan is exactly what she gave, so how could she forget it.

As the saying goes Mother and child connect with hearts, He Lianqian’s tears immediately softened Yang Xuan’s heart.

At this moment, deep in his heart, he no longer hates his mother He Lianqian.

Tears were surging in his eyes, and he choked up: “Don’t cry mother, you should be happy when child comes to see you.”

“Child, you, you don’t hate mother Is it?” He Lianqian whispered, opened her arms, and hugged him tightly.

This is her son, who was separated from her when he was born. She only felt that her heart hurts.

“Child unfilial, I don’t know my mother’s hardships over the years. I used to complain about you. I hate you for giving birth and I left. Now think about it, I really deserve to die.”

Yang Xuan cried bitterly, tears raining down, and mother’s embrace was extremely warm, which he had never experienced before.

Even in his previous life, he was just an orphan. He lived on the streets since he was a child, grabbed food from dogs, was bullied and beaten, precarious, and never experienced maternal love.

“Good child, how could mother blame you, hurry up and lift the head, let Wei mother take a good look at you.”

He Lianqian stopped her tears and held her hands up Yang Xuan’s head, seeing his distinct facial features, dashing eyebrows, majestic appearance, couldn’t help crying with joy: “It has been dazzling for eighteen years, and my son has grown up this year. He is still so tall and handsome, and he is as rich as jade.” /p>

“The mother is also very beautiful, just like Fairy in nine heavens above, not stained with the earth, extraordinary and refined.” Yang Xuan grinned.

This is not a compliment, mother He Lianqian is indeed beautiful.

Whether it is appearance, figure, or temperament, they are all excellent, comparable to Qin Lan, Yan Ruyue, Su Ziyao and other women, and they are not inferior at all.

“Smooth tone, my mother is already in her thirties, she is already old and yellow, she is incomparable with those young girls.”

He Lianqian gave Yang Xuan a funny look, but she was pale There was a little dizziness on her pretty face, which showed her joy in her heart.

Just ask which woman in the world does not like the compliments of men, especially if this man is his own son. The joy in my heart is even stronger, hard to describe.

“The child’s sentence comes from the bottom of my heart, the mother is really beautiful.” Yang Xuan narrowed his smile, with a serious expression on his face.

“Okay, you little slippery head.”

He Lianqian groaned, raised her hand and gently tapped on his forehead, “You, with your father’s character completely different .”

“What character is my father?”

Yang Xuan’s eyes turned, curiosity came up, his memory of his father Yang Tian still stayed six years ago At that time, he was just a 12 years old child.

In his impression, his father is not good at talking and taciturn, and he spends all his time drinking to calm down his sorrows…

“Come, do it by my mother.”

He Lianqian pulls up Yang Xuan, asks him to sit down in front of the bed, and purss his mouth to say with a smile: “Your father, cold outside and hot inside, kind-hearted, if it sounds good, it’s serious, if it sounds bad, it’s dead. Brains, once you decide something, ten cows can’t be pulled back.”

“Hehe, what mother said is extremely, I think you were captured by your father’s cold and hot inside, right?”

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Yang Xuan smiled. After acknowledging He Lianqian, he also restored his previous true temperament, and his words became much more casual.

He Lianqian looked at the frivolous son in front of him, and said with a smile: “Little villain, don’t say you are a mother, you are not young anymore, have you gotten a crush all these years?”

Yang Xuan is 18 years old, and the overwhelming majority of men of this age on the mainland have married a wife and had children.

He Lianqian, as his mother, is very concerned about this matter, wishing to embrace her grandson immediately.

“Of course, not to mention the appearance of a child handsome like a jade tree, just with the child’s mouth, you can coax countless beautiful girls into arms.”

Yang Xuan patted On the chest, said resolutely: “Mother, Child has found you a few daughters-in-laws. There are all thin and thin Yanfei rings. After a few days, I will ask them to please you.”

” Daughter-in-law!?” He Lianqian stared roundly, a little dumbfounded.

“Cough cough, mother, don’t be surprised, they are all child’s beloved women, and child is sincere to them.” Yang Xuan scratched his head.

“You have grown up, I hope you can treat them well.”

He Lianqian said, thinking of something, and asked: “By the way, what about your father?” “

With a deep worry in his words, he seems to know that Yang Tian entered the Supreme Profound Palace in spite of the mortal danger.

“Mother, don’t worry, Dad is all well, now he is outside, do you want me to go out and call him in?” Yang Xuan said.